Chapter 282: Pit Son
Luo Qinian: "Our little brother and sister are really capable!" For children, Luo Qinian never hesitates to praise.
Zhang Xiaofeng: "Yes, with a few of them, we adults are a lot easier." She held a bowl of red dates, pork ribs, and egg soup, "Eat it while it's hot." β
Luo Qinian's happy little face suddenly fell, and he gestured with his fingers: "Change a smaller bowl, just for us to eat?"
Zhang Xiaofeng glanced at her: "Then don't you want to be too full? Change a small bowl for eating, and then add half to the small bowl? Don't dream, it's not dark yet." Besides, it's also a bowl for eating. β
He swallowed his saliva and stared at the steaming soup with big eyes.
Luo Qinian moved the bowl to him: "Good son, do you want to taste it?"
Tuan Tuan: "Is that okay?"
Luo Qinian: "Yes." β
Tuan Tuan cheered, his chubby hand grabbed the spoon, and when a mouthful of ribs came to his mouth, he suddenly stopped: "No, the aunts said that this is for the mother to make up for the body, and the son can't grab it." β
Luo Qinian pinched her fat cheeks with two fingers, and her red and glamorous little mouth squeezed out a smile lip: "Son, my mother is strong, you drink, you drink." You have a small appetite, you are full, and the rest is enough for your mother to eat. β
"Really?" Tuan Tuan expressed his suspicion, he usually eats a lot, and his mother's appetite is also very good, such a large bowl is enough for the two of them to eat?
frowned and thought hard, and came to a result: such a large bowl of sea is really enough for the two of them to eat, and if two more bowls of rice are added.
The Master said that people should eat food for every meal, and if they don't eat food, they will easily get sick. And the third aunt only brought a bowl of soup, lacking vegetables and grains, and the match was improper.
"Mother, you wait for me. They slipped into the kitchen and brought back a plate of stir-fried vegetables, stir-fried shiitake mushrooms, and two small bowls of rice, each with two large chicken thighs nested on top!
"Okay, mother, let's eat!"
Luo Qinian stared at the rice bowl in his hand in a daze, dumbfounded.
Her stupid son, can't she see that her mother doesn't want to eat and protest to eat?!!!
"Mother, why don't you eat?" Tuan Tuan gobbled down two chicken thighs and a small half bowl of rice, and found that Zhang Xiaofeng and the others were still there, frowning: "Is it because it's only the two of us who eat?" β
Then politely invited Zhang Xiaofeng and them to lunch.
Luo Qinian teary-eyed: "Eldest son, your observation needs to be strengthened." β
Tuan Tuan nodded solemnly: "Master Cen said, only those who are good at it know the subtleties." Observe and then know the truth and falsehood, distinguish the false from the real, and then understand and judge it. The son knows that he is sloppy and is trying to correct it. β
Luo Qinian was speechless and choked: Eldest son, you are serious about discussing with your mother that you have unrelated knowledge, which is very angry?
Zhang Xiaofeng held back a smile until his face and neck turned red.
"Children, don't bother your aunt, let's have lunch. β
Luo Qinian poked the rice bowl.
Tuan Tuan: "Mother, Master Cen said that every grain is hard. There are still many poor people in China who do not have enough to eat, and although we were born in rich and noble families, we must also cherish food. β
Luo Qinian: My mother used to be poor!
Sandwiched a chopstick of green vegetables, Yu Guang noticed that Tuan Tuan scooped a spoonful of soup, Luo Qinian's depressed mood immediately soared, and she discussed with Tuan Tuan in a very cheerful tone:
"Eldest son, your mother usually rewards you for your good behavior, right?"
Tuan Tuan: "Yes." β
Luo Qinian: "That mother cherishes food and eats well, should you also praise and reward your mother?"
Tuan Tuan inexplicably felt a chill rise up his spine, "Yes." β
Luo Qinian stroked his palm: "Okay, then reward your mother for using it with you for every meal, and then your mother's tonic soup will reward you with half!"
Something seems wrong?
Tuan Tuan frowned in thought.
The mother was very lonely when she ate alone, and she should be praised for cherishing food, and he agreed to eat with her at every meal. He accompanied her to eat, which was considered to be a good performance, and his mother rewarded him with half of the soup.
Is that really okay?
Something is wrong!
Luo Qinian: "It's so happily decided!"
There were spare dishes and chopsticks on the table, Luo Qinian quickly dialed a small bowl, then moved the small bowl in front of him, and pushed the big bowl to Tuan Tuan.
Tuan Tuan: "Mother, didn't you say that one person is half?" He had already tasted a mouthful of the soup, and found that there was no salt or other seasonings, and the taste was faint, fishy, and difficult to swallow.
He finally knew why the inexplicable chill was rising, and why his mother was sad in the face of the fragrant tonic soup...... Is it too late to regret it now? He regretted it.
However, Master Cen said that it was difficult for the eldest husband to chase after him. He is a man who stands up to the sky and the earth, and he cannot go back on his word.
He decided to make up soup with half a bowl of soup at every meal to help his mother share the pain.
But mother, you also have to love and love your son, you can't cheat your son like this!
Luo Qinian smiled and stroked his fat head: "Son, it's very supplemental! Don't you envy your father's tall and mighty figure? Drink more, drink more and grow tall and strong, taller and stronger than your father!"
Really?
The book says that the little woman is unreasonable.
Let's just play a little temper with my mother.
Dad said that he would take care of his mother and younger brother.
Pick up the sea bowl with a bitter face, and take a sip!
"Hiccupβ" very indecently snorted a greasy enough burp, and picked up a small piece of ribs and stuffed it in his mouth as if he were dead. Hmm-the soup is unpalatable, and I didn't expect the ribs to be even more unpalatable.
Staring at the small bowl of pork ribs, eggs, and red dates left in the bowl, I wanted to cry without tears.
"Mother, can you not eat it?"
Teary eyes.
He's still young, not a man yet. Can you not be a man for a while?
"No," Luo Qinian was in a good mood and drank his portion of tonic soup, shaking his head and reciting poems like when they were studying: "On the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops fall into the soil." Who knows that Chinese food is hard work.
There are still many poor people in China who do not have enough to eat and do not have warm clothes. Although we were born in wealthy families, we must know how to cherish food more. β
Tuan Tuan's words were returned to him in their original form. Tuan Tuan wanted to cry.
"Okay. "Appointingly, I picked up the second rib and nibbled hard.
He didn't even know when he would finish the meal. only knew that after eating, he lost his sense of taste, and his stomach protested and rolled, and he used the greatest willpower in his life to prevent the food from falling out of his throat......
But he was disgusted with the color of fat powder, and he swept his eyebrows towards the supreme. β
Tuan Tuan: "Mother, this is a poem, not a song or song, and it can't be sung." β
Luo Qinian: "I'm happy, you care about me." β
Well, Master Cen said that women have the right to be vexatious. The mother has always been virtuous, and it is understandable that she is occasionally willful.
However, my heart is so tired......
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