Zhao Wenshui shook his head resolutely and said, "No, no, your mother ran away on her own. How shameful would it be if I went to pick her up? If I go back to pick her up, why should I follow her in everything?"
There was a wry smile on Zhao Jing'er's lips, "Dad, why do you want to lose face at this time? Mother's return is the most important thing.
Dad, it’s not me who said that our family can’t survive without my mother! "
But Zhao Wenshui couldn't listen to Zhao Jing'er's words, "I said you girl, I know your mother will make me angry to death, right?"
Zhao Jing'er saw that Zhao Wenshui was really angry, so she didn't continue. This matter had to be slowly found, and now Zhao Wenshui couldn't listen. No matter how much she persuaded, it would be in vain.
Finally at night, Zhao Wenshui hurriedly urged Huo Chunhua to cook despite being hungry.
People tend to feel dizzy when they are hungry, and the feeling of an empty stomach is very uncomfortable.
Huo Chunhua was very dissatisfied when she saw that Zhao Wenshui was eating with her again and had an extra mouth.
After finally waiting for the meal to be ready, I called Zhao Wenshui over to eat, but Zhao Wenshui became picky about the food.
"Mom, why did you put so much oil in this dish? It doesn't taste at all! It's not delicious at all. It's a waste of food! Even if you're in the province, you don't have to be so reluctant, right?"
"Also, this dish has just a tiny bit of salt. It's too bland. It doesn't feel like anything when you eat it, and you can't even swallow it!"
"and this… "
It wasn't that Huo Chunhua's cooking was any worse than usual, but because Zhao Wenshui was used to eating the food Liang Jinqiao sent, and when he came over to eat Huo Chunhua's cooking, he couldn't get used to it.
After all, the food in Sanfang is rich in oil, water and tastes good, which is far inferior to what Huo Chunhua cooks.
Because of the comparison and difference, Zhao Wenshui started to be picky about the food while eating.
Seeing Zhao Wenshui chattering non-stop, Huo Chunhua suddenly got a little angry and replied unhappily to Zhao Wenshui, "I mean, second brother, you have been picking and choosing, have you had enough?"
Being scolded by Huo Chunhua, Zhao Wenshui was startled, curled his lips, and said aggrievedly, "Mother... I'm just telling you, it's the truth! My little sister got so much betrothal gift when she got married, why should I save it and not spend it? ? What’s wrong with our family eating more delicious food? You have to enjoy it while you are alive. If you don’t enjoy it now, you won’t be able to enjoy it anymore if you kick your legs into the soil in a few years!"
Zhao Wenshui, what you mean by this is that if you don’t bring it with you in life, you won’t take it with you in death. If you have money, you should enjoy it as soon as possible.
However, when Huo Chunhua heard it, it was Zhao Wenshui who said that she would have to wear her hair in a few years. Huo Chunhua felt angry when she heard such an unlucky thing.
"You brat, do you want your mother to die? What good will it do you if I die? You are still thinking about your little sister's betrothal gift. That is what I saved. I can do whatever I like.
It would be nice to cook for you and let you eat food, but you are still picky, old lady, am I going to have to feed you in vain? Don't come to my place to eat tomorrow. You don't have to eat. It doesn't matter if you starve to death. Anyway, I won't serve you anymore. "
"Mom, I..." Zhao Wenshui was so anxious that he tried to persuade Huo Chunhua, "Mom, this is not possible. Where else can I go to eat besides you? Just don't be angry with me! Okay?"
Huo Chunhua snorted softly, "Okay, okay, stop talking. I'm annoyed by your jabbering. I've decided this matter without discussion."