Chapter 73: A Different Kind of Breakfast

The dining rules of the Guan family, even Guan Youshou didn't dare to touch his head, and as soon as he came in with his daughter, he faced his mother's eye knife.

Can't you let him have a good meal?

In desperation, he had no choice but to put his daughter on the ground and motioned her to sit next to his daughter-in-law's son.

Guan Ping'an also discovered this, the table of the Eight Immortals was full of people, but there was no place for Guan Xiaozhu, she was sitting pitifully in front of the stove.

Hey, don't you take a kitchen knife?

Guan Ping'an took his grandmother's eye knife, smiled sweetly at her, and quickly slipped to her mother's side. Well, she doesn't want to be fed, she has to fight for her mother!

At the dinner table, no, it was in front of her grandmother, and there was an unexpected base of dumplings, or mixed noodles, cornmeal mixed with white noodles.

That's not all, it's no longer cornmeal porridge, and there are a lot of sorghum rice noodles in it.

The so-called noodle fish fish is sorghum dough, and when cooking porridge, the dough is rolled into long strips and burned together in the porridge.

Shouldn't her grandmother let them eat a beheading meal first? Wasn't that the case before death row inmates were executed.

Guan Ping'an blinked in disbelief, she wasn't hungry, was she?

Aunt Guan first picked up the soup spoon and stirred a few fish on the wooden plate that was not much smaller than the basin, and took the bowl of the eldest daughter-in-law next to her and filled half of it.

When she arrived at the eldest grandson, her obvious hand holding the soup spoon stopped for a moment, and finally filled a bowl, and Guan Ping'an was tired and panicked for her.

You said that you are all old people, why do you still serve the little ones and serve them to the little ones.

Soon the three grandsons passed, and finally took turns to Zhao Qiuyue, who was holding the bowl with both hands, she immediately pursed her lips, her old arm shook, and gave her a small half bowl.

Guan Ping'an opened his mouth in surprise: Can you still operate like this? A bowl of porridge can still be divided into three grades. She held back a smile and continued to observe her grandmother.

If this treatment wasn't for her own mother, her grandmother would still be quite funny. Like a child, in control of three meals a day, if you offend me, I won't be nice to you, and I'll make you hungry. But why don't you want to think about what if the big guys are going to strike?

Soon it will be Guan Xiaolan's turn next, this time, her grandmother's old arm did not shake, but she also served a bowl to her, but reminded, "If anyone can't finish the table, get out of the table." ”

This is to prevent other people's sisters from loving each other. But grandmother, are you really okay like this?

Guan Ping'an looked at the second cousin who bowed his head sympathetically, and then glanced at the second aunt who was in charge of eating and drinking, which was quite complicated. There's no love!

——My daughter is behind me hungry and looking forward to it, where is your mother's ambition last night?

No wonder her mother said it was no fun!

If you hadn't remembered that you still had to earn a job, her grandmother would have liked to save even this little bowl.

Soon, Guan Ping'an didn't have the heart to bother others, because her grandmother didn't even give half of it to her mother, what is this for?!

Guan Ping'an squinted slightly, staring straight at her hand with a pair of eyes, filling her with a bowl for herself, but she didn't match her eyelids.

She wants to take a good look at her mother's house that ran back a few steps away yesterday, and Ma Dujuan, who doesn't go to work and doesn't do housework, is qualified to be treated with her mother?

Otherwise, don't blame her for flipping the table!

When she saw Ma Dujuan and Zhao Qiuyue's treatment, she immediately chuckled. Fortunately, I didn't favor the four rooms! Although her mother was a little wronged, she could still tolerate it.

"What's the smirk? You are so obedient every day, grandma will make dumplings for you in a few days, don't learn from those cheap bones, white-eyed wolves, I don't know what to do. ”

Aunt Guan said and handed her two dumplings first, "Eat more." ”

Guan Ping'an's hands immediately grabbed it, and smiled sweetly at her again. Oh my mother! It's really flattering, it's too fucking against your will, and you can't say it.

Her grandmother didn't know a few words, but she could use strategies and know how to use both hard and soft. No, I still know how to divide and resolutely refuse to let you live in the back room as united.

Guan Ping'an turned his head, Guan Xiaozhu had left, but what about Guan Xiaomei?

During the period, no one asked, and her aunt was even more like a pig and was gobbling up herself, and she was looking at the mixed noodles in front of her grandmother, and the scoundrel on weekdays was actually a lot more restrained!

Guan Ping'an took a small bite of the dumpling, widened his eyes, glanced at Liu Chunhua while chewing, and shook his little head, he really convinced her aunt!

was poked by her mother, and she took a mouthful of the soup of fish noodles speechlessly, and it tasted of swill.

Her grandmother is really wrong, if she doesn't want to be fed as a pig every four days, anyone in the big house can punish her, just Guan Xiaomei!

Anything good has gone through her aunt's skill of cooking pig's food, and it is all waste.

When the mother's craftsmanship can't even compare to the girl, it is estimated that even her grandmother has a reminiscence, and then the knife is thrown at her vigorously.

In this depressing and dull atmosphere, Guan Ping'an finally finished eating a bowl of fish noodles, gnawed down half of the dumplings, and stayed up until her father came out, which could be regarded as supporting her.

Shoving a half-dumpling into her arms, she quickly got off the table, and as she ran to her father, she shouted, "Grandma, I'm going to dig wild vegetables." ”

If she can't eat it and return it?

"What kind of wild vegetables are you digging up? Help your mother get some corn today. ”

Guan Youshou picked up his daughter without saying a word, took his son who ran over, and took the lead out of the outhouse. It's crazy, 18 hours a day for the two of them is not enough!

"Dad, don't be angry, don't be angry!" Guan Ping'an whispered while smoothing her father's chest, "I like to work with my mother the most." ”

"Nonsense! You're too young, you just go to order corn, and you don't have a job, and your grandmother doesn't understand it. You're going to go outside with your brother. ”

"Sister, don't be afraid, go play with your brother, with our father, grandma won't beat you. ”

Guan Ping'an looked at her brother sadly: How could she be afraid that her grandmother would attack her, and her mother would be the weakness. The day after tomorrow, it should be the turn of the third room, and there will be no rules to break when the time comes!

If she can't bear it anymore, does she have to prepare in advance?

"Dad, do you think grandma is going to punish the third sister for a few days?"

"Haha...... Are you afraid? Why do you have to take three days?"

Guan Ping'an's eyes widened: "Three days? That's not enough to kill people! Three days, the staple food is not enough." "Did my second uncle secretly hide the dumplings?"

"I think so. Your grandfather kept watching, and I couldn't remind him. ”

In this way, the second elder has a plan to cooperate, and maybe her grandfather supports his wife. Keeping you hungry is indeed worse than beating you directly!

"Your grandmother won't let her eat, and she will be allowed to drink porridge from tomorrow. Well, it's very thin porridge. When the fire in her heart is gone, it will be fine. ”

Alas...... It's better to copy the Book of Filial Piety.

It's terrible to be uneducated, so don't worry about starving!

By the way, if you are sick anyway, you will not be diagnosed and treated, even if you are dying and your life is on the verge of death, except for your son and grandson, people will not feel distressed.

Her grandma's bear!

I can't live this day!