Meng Xiangshu will think of Caixia's sister, and Meng Xiangmiao will also think of Caixia because of soy milk fritters. In the past, when Caixia was at her grandmother's house, they had meat to eat every day, and the classmates and Zhuangzi were there, which one didn't envy them?

Since Caixia's sister was sent away again and couldn't be found, the old grandmother was also forced away by the second child. They don't want to eat meat at noon every day, sometimes adults are busy with farm work and don't have time to cook, and they don't even have a hot meal when they go home at noon.

In the past, she was jealous of Caixia's jealousy, but her mother said that Caixia was actually very pitiful, although the old capital and grandmother could give her good food, drink and use, but they couldn't give her parents affection. Caixia was sent away by her own mother again, and she couldn't find it.

Caixia doesn't care about parental affection! She has never gotten it, and she hasn't tasted the taste of parental affection, so naturally it doesn't matter. At this time, I was following Sister Caoxiang and Sister Taoxiang to learn to make plum blossom bonsai behind them, and they had a lot of fun.

"Sister Caoxiang, can I take this pot I made home?"

"You can bring it if you want! However, I doubt that you can raise it? Plum blossom bonsai is not easy to raise!"

"Let my grandma help me raise it, grandma can grow vegetables, and naturally she will also raise plum blossoms. ”

Caixia said it as a matter of course, Momoka laughed, and covered her stomach with a smile and screamed for pain. Caoxiang also shook her head speechlessly, raising flowers can be the same as growing vegetables?

"Okay, when you get home, have someone carry this pot of flowers to the car for you to take home. This bonsai can be taken back to take care of it, if it is raised well, the shape is also good-looking, it can be sold for hundreds or thousands, and it can also make you earn some pocket money. ”

"Wow, can you sell it for so much money? Then I'll make a few more pots to take home." ”

Cao Xiang glanced at Caixia: "Greedy!"

Caixia grinned: "Hey, hey, I'm talking about dropping!"

Momoka was busy for a long time and didn't make one, so she was a little impatient, and threw down the basin and the plum branch that made it look like three: "Old sister, I can't get this thing, you can get it!" I'll go back." ”

Mei Xiang, who had long been impatient, immediately stood up: "Sister Taoxiang, I'll go with you." ”

"You have to go, hurry up, you are not as spiritual and patient as Caixia. ”

Momoxiang was really impatient, but Mei Xiang was worried about the smell of oil wafting from afar in the kitchen, and when she loosened her nose, she could smell that this was frying her favorite glutinous rice meatballs, and she couldn't wait to go back and pick up two meatballs to taste first. Listening to Sister Caoxiang's dissatisfied tone, she didn't hear it, so she hurriedly ran away.

The kitchen of the welfare home is very large and there are many people, but it is not chaotic at all when it is busy, everyone performs their duties and does their own things in an orderly manner. Mei Xiang slipped into the kitchen and saw that the chef's aunt was scooping the balls from the pot with an oil flute, and hurriedly stepped forward: "Auntie, can you eat these glutinous rice balls?"

"You can eat it! The cupboards in the outer room are full of sterilized dishes and chopsticks, you go and get the dishes yourself, I can fill them for you, you can also dress them yourself. ”

"You're busy, I'll do it myself!"

Mei Xiang and her grandparents have been here for a few days, and they have to go around the kitchen a few times almost every day, and the people in the kitchen are all familiar. She's welcome, and the people in the kitchen don't come with her, she can take whatever she wants.

Because there were too many children in the welfare home, Mei Xiang packed a few balls and was not embarrassed to go out to eat, so as not to cry other children in the welfare home. I had to hide in the corner of the room outside the kitchen and eat secretly. Originally, I also wanted to leave two for my younger brother, but I stretched out my head to see that there were all children running around outside, and I didn't dare to keep them, six or seven balls, all of which were eaten in my stomach. Then, the greedy big girl accidentally held on again.

Zhu Linglong looked at this little granddaughter with a bitter face at the table full of good dishes, but she didn't move her chopsticks, and she knew that she must have eaten secretly before the meal.

"Caoxiang!Go and get a piece of food for Mei Xiang to eat, see that she eats too much like this, and has indigestion. ”

Zhang Mingfeng glanced at her daughter and said, "I asked her to drink some strong tea before, but she disliked the tea juice too bitter, so she just didn't want to drink it." ”

The Xie family produces tea, and these close relatives have naturally become senior tea people. Zhang Mingfeng was not used to drinking tea at first, but the tea made by Liu Yuyin often only drank it three times and did not drink it. She was so distressed that she continued to soak it three more times and drank it herself, and the more she drank, the more addictive she became. Now she is drinking tea more and more strongly, and she can't drink weak tea at all. It's just that Mei Xiang still can't drink strong tea, and she rarely drinks weak tea, she only likes to drink brown sugar water or white sugar water.

Cao Xiang didn't eat her mother as her grandmother said, because she had space for hawthorn slices, and Mei Xiang loved to eat this sweet and sour food tablet. Cao Xiang looked at her cousin who happily took the hawthorn slices, and shook her head helplessly. This cousin's freewheeling temperament really follows the second aunt, and when it's always time to eat, she runs to the kitchen to eat her favorite dishes in advance, and eats until she can last. When it's time to actually eat, I watch everyone eat and have a bitter face. Since she came here, she has been coming here every day, and she is a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, and she can be regarded as an adult, right?

Liu's family all ate in the cafeteria with the children in the welfare home, and Liu Baiquan wanted to criticize his granddaughter Mei Xiang, but it was difficult to speak in front of so many children.

The next day is the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the people in the provincial city pay attention to eating the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, the Liu family followed the customs of the country, and also postponed the New Year's meal, and the county still eats the New Year's meal as early as possible.

After Meng Laohan's family made a few big fish and meat that must be had for the New Year's dinner, he went to Liu's restaurant to serve a beef hot pot and a mutton hot pot. When the Meng family father and son went to serve hot pot, they found that the Liu family restaurant was busy today. The day before yesterday, the father and son came to serve hot pot, I heard that Liujia Restaurant, on the thirtieth day someone set a New Year's dinner, at that time I heard that there were not a few tables, but now look at the situation, dozens of tables are possible.

"Grandpa Jingyu, it seems that there are a lot of homes for this year's dinner?"

Fan's father is busy checking the list in the bar, and he must not make a mistake or miss anyone's New Year's dinner. Hearing Caixia's grandfather talking to him, he hurriedly raised his head: "Hey, I really didn't expect that yesterday alone, more than 100 tables were ordered at once, and a total of more than 160 tables of New Year's dinner will be made today." ”

On the 27th, his old colleague when he worked in the county government asked him if his daughter's restaurant could deliver the New Year's dinner to his home. He thought that his daughter was not at home anyway, he helped to manage the hotel, and he could call the shots. Listening to the old colleague's meaning, he wanted to spend money to ask the restaurant to help cook the New Year's dinner, and he was not busy, his brain turned fast, and he immediately agreed to do it.

How could he have thought that it was not the old colleague's family who did not want to be busy with the New Year's dinner? That night, several former colleagues called him and asked if he could help make the New Year's dinner and deliver it to his home? Can he say no? Of course he can't! So, he agreed to five more families that night, because they were all old colleagues and they got along well, and they lowered the standard of more than 300 to 2881 tables.

Yesterday, when Meng Laohan came over to serve hot pot at noon, he also talked with a smile: I ordered a few tables of New Year's dinner, see how capable he is, and he can still have business in Chinese New Year's Eve, which is really good! Who knows, the phone at home rang non-stop that night, all because I heard the news that he could help cook the New Year's dinner, called to confirm and set the New Year's dinner by the way. Yesterday was even crazier, from morning to night, the phone never stopped, and before I knew it, more than a hundred tables were ordered.

He was shooting himself in the foot, and he borrowed several cooks outside, but he was still too busy. While complaining to Meng Laohan depressedly, he also had to check the New Year's dinner that was not sent out.