Just when Uncle Gong Jian was still hesitating in the kitchen and didn't know how to start, Gong Yaozu staggered into the kitchen from outside the door. As soon as he entered the kitchen, he didn't have eyelids at all, and directly rubbed his stomach with one hand, and said complainingly: "Mother, why haven't you eaten lunch yet? I'm starving to death, you want to starve me." ”

Hearing her youngest son's complaint, Aunt Gong Jian suddenly panicked. She hurriedly said: "Yaozu, oops, I'm actually hungry for you, it's not, it's impossible to make lunch." ”

When Gong Yaozu heard this, his eyelids twitched: "What? How can there be no way to make lunch? You really want to starve me to death." ”

Uncle Gong Jian hurriedly told him about the matter, "That's not, we took the kitchen knife out last night, but in the morning, your father didn't bring the kitchen knife back, and now there is no way to cut this dish." ”

Gong Yaozu glanced at the washed vegetables on the board, and he said with a complaint: "Then don't cut it, it's all like weeds anyway." ”

He looked at the vegetables on the board with disgust, and rubbed his stomach again. In the past few months, he has really suffered at home, chewing wax and eating three meals a day. He is really fed up with these coarse teas and light meals. But what can he eat without eating these things?

For Gong Yaozu, these meals at home are like making him eat grass every meal. So it doesn't matter to him whether to eat the grass cut into sections or to eat the grass whole root. It's all grass anyway.

Aunt Gong Jian heard her son say this, and felt that it was okay, and most importantly, she was also afraid of starving her precious little son. So she hurriedly prepared a stir-fry, since her son didn't dislike it, there was no way to cut this dish, so she could only fry it whole first.

Waiting for Uncle Gong Jian's mother to quickly prepare the lunch, she immediately divided the best part and brought it to her son. Of course, she still hid a poached egg under the vegetables, for fear that her son would be wronged in eating. But what she didn't know was that her son was dying of hating these things.

Now supporting Gong Yaozu and continuing to stay at home is the source of strength that sees that these three months are about to be full. Soon he would be able to go to the town again and eat meat and drink wine with his brothers, and live freely.

Aunt Gong Jian finished delivering lunch to her son, loaded the rest of the lunch, and came directly to her room, waking up her own man who was still asleep.

Uncle Gong Jian, who was woken up in a daze, was very unhappy at first. He felt that he had just slept for a short time when he was woken up by his mother-in-law. I don't know if I have a grudge against this mother-in-law in my previous life, in short, this mother-in-law just can't see herself well, right?

But before Uncle Gong Jian lost his temper, there was a gurgling sound in his stomach, which also made him realize that the time was indeed not early, and it was indeed time to eat, and fill his stomach first.

Sandwiching the whole vegetables on the plate, Uncle Gong Jian couldn't help frowning. Turning his head, he reprimanded his mother-in-law: "You lazy woman."

Mother, it's getting more and more unpleasant now, how is this dish made? ”

Hearing Uncle Gong Jian's reprimand, Uncle Gong Jian didn't have any fear at all this time, originally, she was not to blame for this.

I saw that Uncle Gong Jian put a stalk on her neck and said without admitting defeat at all: "You can't blame me for this." ”

Her rebuttal made Uncle Gong Jian even more angry, he slapped his chopsticks on the table with a snap, his eyes widened, and he glared at Uncle Gong Jian and roared: "Don't blame you, do you still blame me? You stupid woman can't cook well, and now you still say that you don't blame you, then tell me who to blame, blame the king of heaven? Cooking like this, did I ask you to do this?"

Hearing this stern reprimand, Aunt Gong Jian was not willing to be angry, she also followed the example of her own man, threw her rice bowl on the table, and said with a stalk around her neck.

"What's wrong with me doing this? Isn't this dish just not cut? You teach me what I use to cut vegetables, how do I cut vegetables?"

Seeing that she was a stupid woman, she actually kicked her nose in the face, and dared to throw the plate to rebel, and Uncle Gong Jian was even more angry. He just wanted to scold this waste dim sum mother-in-law, and he couldn't even cut a dish, but suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he thought of what Uncle Gong Jian seemed to be accusing in those words just now?

He chewed those words again, and then realized that Uncle Gong Jian was talking about something, it turned out that the mother-in-law was saying that she had no tools to chop vegetables. Thinking of this, Uncle Gong Jian suddenly realized that he had been hit hard last night because Gong Jian's house was empty, and he was discouraged and depressed at that time, and because of the urgency of time, the sky was about to dawn, and he hurriedly came out of Gong Jian's house, so at that time, it seems, indeed, that he forgot the kitchen knife that was an important tool for prying the window.

Uncle Gong Jian was annoyed in his heart, how could he forget that he actually left his kitchen knife at Gong Jian's house. It's okay now, now in broad daylight, I can't take out the kitchen knife, this lunch at my own home, it's really impossible to cut vegetables, how can I cook without a kitchen knife, no wonder my mother-in-law dares to yell at herself with her neck straight, it turns out that the problem is here.

At this time, Uncle Gong Jian wanted to continue to maintain his majesty and reprimanded his mother-in-law again, but he also felt that he really had no reason to go back. He could only pretend that nothing had happened and picked up the chopsticks again, hurriedly picking up the food in his mouth.

Seeing that Uncle Gong Jian's side had turned off the fire, Uncle Gong Jian also picked up her rice bowl and buried herself in eating. But Uncle Gong Jian was secretly happy in her heart, it was so rare that she actually let herself have the upper hand.

It seems that the kitchen knife left in Gong Jian's house is not a bad thing, and Gong Jian's aunt is secretly happy in her heart, and she is happy for her rare victory. After all, these days, she has been fed up with her man's beating and accusations against her, but she has no way to fight back. It's rare to let her man suffocate this time, and Uncle Gong Jian thinks that this kitchen knife is well lost, and it is wonderful.

After eating this lunch in a hurry, as soon as Uncle Gong Jian put down the dishes and chopsticks, he leaned back on the bed a little tiredly, and then put his injured leg high on the edge of the bed, and then turned his head to Uncle Gong Jian.

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