Mrs. Li saw that Xiao Doudou was sitting at the table in a serious manner, waiting to drink the fish soup made by her second sister, and then realized what nonsense she said. The third younger brother is destined to be an official in the future, so she has to curry favor with the third younger sibling so that she can gain the honor of the official.
"Look at my mouth, it's clumsy! Third brother and sister, I'm not talking about your Doudou, don't take it to heart... The table is a bit crowded, I'll take Heizi back to the room to eat!" Li finally received her mother-in-law's message. He hinted that even though he was reluctant in his heart, he still wanted to take his son away.
Yu Heizi will do as long as he has something to eat, but this cunning guy took the opportunity to bargain: "It's okay to make room for me, and give me a few more slices of meat. Or, I'll eat here!"
Mrs. Zhang couldn't help it, she cursed "debt collector" in a low voice, grabbed two pieces of fat for him, and looked at Mrs. Li threateningly, telling her to take her son and leave! !
The two most embarrassing two left the table, and the rest, five Liu's mother and son, needless to say. No matter how tired or busy, Mrs. Liu always takes care of herself and her family. My sister-in-law Yu Caidie was originally at an age where she loved cleanliness and beauty, and Mrs. Zhang was also a clean person.
Reluctantly, Zhao Meilan sat down next to her son. Under Zhang's warm greeting, she raised her hand to pick up a vegetable and slowly put it into her mouth. Huh? This dish of green vegetables and shiitake mushrooms looks very ordinary, but it tastes crisp and delicious.
Mrs. Zhao chewed carefully, swallowed it slowly, looked up at her second sister-in-law Liu Muyun, nodded to her and said, "Second sister-in-law's cooking skills have not been seen for a few months, and she has improved a lot."
Liu Muyun smiled and glanced at her little daughter, and said in a rather proud tone: "Today's dishes are all made of grass. I only help wash the vegetables and clean the pot, and I don't reach out for cooking. !"
Mrs. Zhao rarely showed a faint smile: "I didn't expect Xiaocao to have such a talent..."
Unwilling to let her youngest daughter-in-law's attention be distracted, Mrs. Zhang picked up a thick piece of fat meat and was about to send it to Zhao's bowl: "Third daughter-in-law, I specially choose the fat ones to cut. Mouth is full of oil, taste it quickly."
Mrs. Zhao looked at Mrs. Zhang's oily chopsticks, and there was a lot of saliva on them, and her stomach suddenly turned up again.
Seeing this, her little girl hurriedly took over the fat meat and said: "Old lady, our wife doesn't like to eat fat meat. This servant will thank the old lady on behalf of the master!"
Mrs. Zhang saw that she was reluctant to eat a piece of fat, but was intercepted and eaten by a maid, and her face immediately pulled like a shoehorn.
She slapped the table and cursed: "You slave, you deserve to eat at our table? How shameless are you? You still eat meat! Why don't you eat you to death!! Third daughter-in-law, you have to treat this slave well …”
The chopsticks in Mrs. Zhao's hands were placed on the wooden table, making a soft "pop", and her plump red lips were drawn into a line. Mrs. Zhang didn't realize the anger she was suppressing at all, and she was still cursing ugly words.
"Mother-in-law, it's up to the owner to beat a dog! What's wrong with her, I'll teach her a lesson! You scolded my girl in front of me, do you have any dissatisfaction with me?" Mrs. Zhao looked at the tearful little girl. , still asked softly in a soft tone.
Mrs. Zhang's yelling and cursing stopped abruptly, her old face like a chrysanthemum was flushed red. He wanted to scold Mrs. Zhao a few words like a lesson to the eldest and second daughter-in-law, but he was afraid that she would blow the pillow in front of the old son, and the old son would divorce her.
In anger, he rummaged through the cabbage stew with his chopsticks, and picked up a lot of big, thick fat meat in his own bowl—don’t you want to eat it? I eat it! !
Yu Xiaocao took advantage of her grandma's immersion in eating meat, and quickly helped Liu Shi, elder brother, Xiao Lian and Shito get a piece of meat. Just because she doesn't like to eat fatty meat doesn't mean other people don't like it! For the Yu family who seldom see meat every year, the fatty pork slices are still cravings.
Liu Muyun saw that her little daughter was reluctant to eat meat (you think too much, people don't like it), but risked being scolded by her grandma, she gave the meat to herself. I can't swallow this piece of meat. If I push the meat back, I am afraid that my mother-in-law will scold me when she sees it.
While hesitating, Xiaocao whispered in her ear: "Mom, you don't want me to be scolded, so hurry up and eat the meat..."
Seeing Mrs. Zhang raised her head from the rice bowl, Yu Xiaocao hurriedly put some dried beans into her bowl, and said with a smile: "Grandma, this is dried beans made with lard, the taste is not much worse than meat. You should eat more!"
"You treacherous bastard, why don't you let me eat more meat? There are beans hanging all over the yard, what's so rare?" Mrs. Zhang couldn't spit out ivory at all, so the words were so ugly.
At this time, Liu Shi and Yu Hang have already eaten the meat that is difficult to eat during the Chinese New Year in a hurry. Yu Xiaocao's cover job was completed, she picked up a chopsticks dry pot of beans, and ate the pancakes with rice crackers happily.
The emerald green beans are shiny with oil, and the fragrant lard is soaked in the beans, which is delicious and not greasy in the mouth. Even Mrs. Zhao picked up two extra chopsticks.
Xiaodoudou sits at the table like a small adult, with a long mouth waiting to be fed. The soup is as white as milk, and the fish soup is rich in fragrance. The fish meat is delicate and thornless, and the soup is delicious and rich. The little guy babbled and ate happily.
This little guy is so picky, Mrs. Zhao tried her best to make him eat more. If the son is willing to eat it, he is willing to cut off her body.
Seeing her son eating sweetly one bite after another, if she slows down for a while, she still has her mouth urging "ah, ah...". In Zhao's heart, don't mention how happy she is.
Zhao's attitude towards Yu Xiaocao, who cooked a good fish soup, was much better. Yu Xiaocao was fortunate to be the only member of the entire old Yu's family, except Yu Caidie, who could make Mrs. Zhao take the initiative to say a few words.
Mrs. Zhang looked at her little grandson, smiling all over her chrysanthemum folds: "My dear grandson, I like to drink fish soup, and grandma will leave this bowl for you..."
Mrs. Zhao glanced at her indifferently, and said softly: "Doudou usually eats little, so I dare not give him more, for fear of accumulating food..."
Mrs. Zhang stopped persuading her, just smiled and watched Xiao Doudou eating fish, and forgot to eat her own meal.
Xiaocao glanced at the younger brother who was snoring and drinking fish soup. Little Shitou is only slightly older than Doudou, and he is also a grandson, but he is treated so differently. I really feel sorry for the younger brother.
Little Stone is used to it, and only cares about eating his own. Today's dishes are rare and plentiful, the second sister's cooking skills are much better than mother's, and there is no competition from Brother Heizi, so he has to work hard to eat more!
The men's table was full of hot food, and even Lao Yutou ate two more pancakes. Yu Hai shouldered the mission entrusted by his youngest daughter, and took the opportunity to blurt out: "These vegetarian dishes are not much less delicious than meat. Daddy, are you right?"