"I know, I know, do I look like the kind of person who's stingy?" Mrs. Chen flipped the bean dregs cakes in the iron pot, speaking discontentedly.
Gu Dagui was shocked and saw in her eyes a clear message saying, you are indeed stingy.
Even Gu Defa, who was tending the fire, looked up at her, but fearing his own mother, he quickly lowered his head to tend the fire more vigorously, afraid of being scolded by Mrs. Chen.
Yet, he still got scolded by Mrs. Chen, "Why burn such a big fire? The cakes are almost burnt, do you think firewood is free? Use a smaller fire for your mother."
Then she yelled at Gu Yumei, who was sitting on the stool shaping the bean dregs cakes, "Hurry up, how can you be so slow at shaping cakes? With your skills, you'll just be scolded when you go to your in-laws. What are you sitting for? Stand up; it's faster standing up."
She instructed again, "Make them smaller, don't shape them so big, these are for giving away, making them big is a loss."
