Despite this, the rich smell of rabbit meat has made people drunk, and the index finger moved.
She even heard someone shouting outside the courtyard wall, saying that she didn't know who was making food, and her nose would be fragrant.
Bai Zhi filled up all the rabbit meat in the pot and filled the largest crockpot in the Hu's kitchen.
The rice on the other small stove has also been steamed. Bai Zhi and Hu Feng serve the food alone and the rice is served alone. Huber and Zhao Lan are sitting in the main room talking while waiting for dinner. This scene is like this. A real family, with both parents and children.
Huber thought of his wife and son who had died early, and felt both sentimental and gratified in his heart. God treated him well, so he met Hu Feng, and he finally didn't have to die alone in his old age.
Seeing her daughter holding another bowl of white rice in her hand, Zhao Lan couldn't help but frown, "Zhi'er, why don't you cook porridge?"
Bai Zhi put down the white rice in her hand, and smiled: "Mother, we are not what we used to be. Doctor Jinerlu will definitely bring back the money from selling ginseng. In the future, we will only eat rice instead of rice soup. "
Zhao Lan was amused by her: "You, if this hasn't happened yet, just cut off the road first. What if Doctor Lu didn't bring the money back today? Then what are you Huber and Hu Feng going to eat tomorrow? ?"
Bai Zhi added a bowl of rice to Zhao Lan and said with a smile: "It's impossible. If it is ginseng of normal appearance, it might be possible. But we are wild ginseng of a hundred years old. How many people want to buy it can't buy it. See you at the cabinet, where will I ask Dr. Lu to run again, 100% of the money will be paid today."
Although she doesn't do business, she also knows the minds of some businessmen. Seeing such a good product as Hundred Years Wild Ginseng, a businessperson will not let go of this opportunity. She will definitely stock up on this product first and wait until the right time is right. Sell it at a high price.
Huber smiled and said: "Even if we really didn't get the money back today, we can't be hungry. Bai Zhi is right. We have suffered for a lifetime and been poor for a lifetime. Now that we finally have money, we can't suffer ourselves any more. We should eat, drink, and have a few more happy days, and we should not live this life in vain."
When Zhao Lan saw that Hu Changlin didn’t seem to be polite, she felt more relaxed, and smiled: “What Brother Hu said is that we have been suffering for a lifetime, and we can’t suffer the children anymore.” She glanced at Bai Zhi next to her. , The light in the eyes is soft as water, and the heart is as sweet as honey.
White house
Liu put a bowl of braised pork on the table and added a bowl of gruel to everyone.
The family sat around a table, Bai Dazhu folded his hands, and could only rely on Liu to feed him, one bite after another. Just as Liu wanted to take a bite, Bai Dazhu yelled again and asked her to feed quickly, fearing that he would be slow to eat. , The meat is let Bai Erzhu and Fugui eat it.
Liu's heart was so anxious that he didn't eat two bites, and the big bowl of meat was almost bottoming out. Bai Erzhu desperately put it in his own bowl, and did not forget to put it in the bowl of Bai Fugui.
Bai Dabao and Bai Xiaofeng have not seen the fish for a long time. At this time, they saw the meat. There is no existence of parents in their eyes. Old lady Bai is even more selfish. Her bowl is full of meat. Put it in your mouth in a big bowl.
Liu was anxious and stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the last piece of braised pork in the bowl. Just about to deliver it to his mouth, Bai Dazhu cried out again, "Where can I deliver it? Here is my mouth."