Switched Marriage The Coddled Little Wife novel Chapter 165

Chapter 165: Chapter 165: Happy

Mrs. Qin hurriedly pointed to Qin Yang, "Go and greet your aunt."

Lin Chuxia went over to take the dustpan from Third Aunt, "Thank you, Third Aunt."

"Hey, we’re all family, no need for thanks. If it weren’t for Yangyang’s wife, we wouldn’t be able to enjoy these rice cakes this year. Little Wu gave me 100 yuan last winter to properly prepare for the New Year. Which household can spare 100 yuan for New Year shopping? It’s all because the couple work at Yangyang’s wife’s place, and they have more money now, which benefits your uncle and me as well."

Third Aunt Qin was genuinely happy and genuinely praising.

Unlike other families with many children, she only has Xiao Wu, her one son, upon whom she relies for care in her old age.

She was always worried that she and her husband would become a burden to their son when they got older.

Now everything was fine, her son and daughter-in-law were working, she and her husband were still strong and could farm the land and raise pigs.

With money in hand, what is there to worry about?

Third Aunt looked at Lin Chuxia affectionately, "You guys eat these rice cakes first, if you like them tell Third Aunt, and I’ll steam some more for you. Your mom knows I make the best rice cakes, not like your mom, she never gets the cakes fully cooked."

Mrs. Qin, who was playfully teased, couldn’t help but laugh and scold, "Look at you, praising yourself is enough, why belittle others?"

"Am I wrong? Isn’t it every time you make rice cakes you have to call me? Since Qin Han’s wife came, you no longer need me supervising. The kids are busy this year; you should stop making the cakes and just tell me how much you need."

Mrs. Qin jokingly asked, "Can you handle supplying the sticky rice cakes? Don’t let it strain you and spoil the New Year."

Third Aunt generously waved her hand, "No, no, aren’t you underestimating me?"

Recently, Yangyang’s wife has been providing plenty of cooked food for their family, what’s a pot or two of rice cakes to fuss about? She even feels it’s not enough.

Lin Chuxia lifted the white cloth and glanced at it, the sticky rice cakes were cut into strips, steamed from sticky rice flour and looked appetizingly white and shiny.

But she still asked Third Aunt, "Did you make sorghum flour cakes? I want some of those."

Nowadays, people’s lives are tough, especially in the North. It is a luxury for Third Aunt to make sticky rice cakes as local New Year cakes are usually made from sorghum and millet.

Lin Chuxia still remembered the popular large-eared dwarf sorghum in recent years, with high yield and high viscosity, mixing corn flour with milled sorghum for steaming cakes made a yellowish sticky and tasty cake.

Later, when times got better, people only made cakes from millet and sticky rice flour, and even stopped growing that sorghum. She actually missed that taste quite a bit.

Third Aunt slapped her thigh, "You mentioned it, I still have a pot of sorghum flour cakes. If you want some, come with me later, they are freshly steamed."

Lin Chuxia readily agreed, "Alright, I’ll come with you to get them after I clear this dustpan for you."

She glanced at Qin Yang, cheerfully went to clear the dustpan and then took her own basket to leave with Third Aunt.

Qin Yang also wanted to follow, but felt shy.

Couples in the village walked together and he didn’t want to be laughed at.

He could only watch reluctantly as his wife left.

Mrs. Qin watched her youngest son with a secretive smile, "Go and change the basin of water."

Qin Yang then withdrew his gaze.

Third Aunt’s house was not far from Qin Yang’s house, originally Qin Yang’s grandfather arranged the houses close by for Qin Yang’s father and his two brothers.

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