A forced smile appeared on Lin Shuya's lips, "Isn't mom here? I'll make more for mom."
Lin Shuya is now very embarrassed and her hair is messy.
Qin Hai frowned in disgust.
But I was relieved, "Ya'er, it's good if you have this heart."
"Fart!" When Mrs. Qin came over, she happened to hear what Lin Shuya said, and her son even praised him.
Old Mrs. Qin sighed, "Obviously I asked her to cook so much for you to eat, Ah Hai. As for her, she dared to refute and said that she couldn't eat so much and only needed to cook four dishes. Is this a sign of receiving me? "
Qin Hai was a little dissatisfied with Lin Shuya, but he didn't say anything.
"Okay, let's eat."
Qin Hai looked around the living room and did not see Qin Churou. Qin Hai frowned and said, "Where is Rou'er? Shouldn't he be back by now?"
It was already almost six o'clock, and Lin Shuya was also worried. She hurriedly said, "I'll call her."
Qin Churou lingered outside, not wanting to come back.
At this moment, Lin Shuya called and could only rush to Qin's house.
"Oh, Churou is back." Mrs. Qin said in a weird voice, "How do you feel about having the whole family waiting for you to eat?"
Qin Churou apologized in a low voice, "Grandma, I was delayed because of something else."
"Okay, let's go eat."
In front of Qin Hai, Mrs. Qin did not go too far. She was measured and going too far would make Qin Hai sympathize with the mother and daughter, and Qin Hai would also turn to them.
If Qin Hai is careful and filial, Qin Hai will not complain.
A family of four sat at the dining table.
In addition to the other five meats and two vegetables, there were also two cooked salted fish, which were still very fishy.
Mrs. Qin's eyes rolled around.
Taking the chopsticks he had eaten, he picked up salted fish for Lin Shuya and Qin Churou respectively.
They subconsciously wanted to take the bowl away, but it was too late. There was a lot of salted fish on the rice.
Mrs. Qin said kindly, "Shuya, Churou, eat more. I pickled this myself and brought it here specially for you to taste."
Lin Shuya's expression looked as disgusting as if she had eaten a fly.
There were grains of rice on Mrs. Qin's chopsticks, which were now stuck to the fish.
Lin Shuya held the chopsticks in her hand and did not move. Mrs. Qin's face turned cold, "Do you look down on the fish cooked by this old lady like me?"
A smile appeared on Lin Shuya's lips, and she smiled very reluctantly, "No way, Mom, I like it very much."
Resisting nausea, Lin Shuya picked up a small piece of fish and put it into her mouth.
Not only fishy but also very salty.
Lin Shuya couldn't stand it after eating only a little, but with Mrs. Qin staring at her, she could only bite the bullet and eat it.
Mrs. Qin nodded with satisfaction and looked at Qin Churou again. The meaning in her eyes was obvious.
Qin Churou could only eat it.
Qin Churou looked down upon these salted fish, thinking they were something only poor families would eat.
It's true for Mrs. Qin, it's not like her father doesn't give her money, and he still eats these bargains!
Qin Churou murmured in her heart, but she didn't dare to show a trace of dissatisfaction on her face. Mrs. Qin found out and tried to torture her.
Qin Churou frowned and ate slowly, and Lin Shuya also ate slowly.
This thing is really disgusting and they cannot accept it.
But Qin Hai ate with gusto.
Qin Hai grew up in the countryside, and even eating these salted fish was a luxury.
Salted fish has become a delicacy in Qin Hai's eyes.
Qin Churou and Lin Shuya didn't finish eating the fish meat for a long time. They were all thinking about pouring it after Mrs. Qin left.
Unfortunately, Mrs. Qin had been staring at them and had no intention of leaving.
Lin Shuya and Qin Churou could only bite the bullet and eat it.
Salted fish is often used with porridge at my house, and I am also a salted fish.
Friends who are passing by, please leave your tickets!
(End of chapter)