Chapter 10: The Rules of the Zeng Family

The third more

Breakfast is the use of existing materials, yesterday just held a banquet, the relatives who helped left the clean, the rest of each has a point, there are still a lot of good things in the kitchen, Li Ping also cleaned up, cooked porridge in the morning, fried vegetable cakes, and cut two plates of kimchi. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

She remembered what Zeng Quan said, Old Man Zeng was frugal and couldn't be wasted. If it was her own home, she would do it according to her heart, but this is Zeng's family, she brought out the food, Ouyang glanced at it, "How can you make this, what about the kitchen!" ”

Li Ping smiled, invited the old man, Zeng Qing, and Xi Niang to sit down, and silently served porridge to everyone.

It's just ordinary rice porridge, but it's freshly boiled in the morning, and there is rice oil on it, and it smells fragrant; The cake is fried in oil, but if an egg is placed in the batter, the batter will be softer and glutinous. And the dish is cut very finely, water is made with salt, served in batter, fried in cakes, there is no water, it looks dry and fragrant.

"Well, Dad, this cake is delicious." Zeng Qing may be the most careless person in the family, so he took a bite of the cake first and said to his father busily.

"Sit down!" Old man Zeng didn't look at his son, saw that Li Ping was still standing, pulled the corner of his mouth at her, lowered his head, and drank a mouthful of porridge, which was not thick or thin, and he could see rice grains, but he saw kung fu. I ate another piece of cake, which was also hot, salty, fresh and delicious, and it was just right to eat with porridge. The kimchi is mixed with sesame oil, which is not so sour and refreshing.

The bride went through yesterday's new house, and she didn't have any expectations for the Zeng family, so she quickly drank porridge, wrapped two cakes, and ran away with the purse given by the old man Zeng.

Li Ping sent the bride away, returned to her position, and still bowed her head and ate breakfast silently.

"In the morning, eat lightly, and next time I don't have pancakes, it's better to steam the buns." Old Man Zeng finally spoke.

Li Ping hurriedly responded, thinking about it, Grandpa Zeng has to do manual work, and he shouldn't be full of cakes.

Old Man Zeng looked at her and felt that it was over, on the first day, he didn't want to embarrass her, so he still smiled, "It tastes good." ”

"Thank you, grandpa!" Li Ping was busy with a smiling face.

Finally, everyone stopped talking. Li Ping didn't have a lot of rice, and they didn't have a small bowl at home, so they only filled the bottom of a bowl, ate a corner of cake, drank the porridge, and even ate breakfast. When she looked up, everyone didn't speak, she lowered her head and ate her own, she looked left and right, and the new husband also drank porridge with kimchi, think about it, she didn't remember if he ate the cake, so she hurriedly sandwiched a corner for him, she fried ten cakes, and cut four corners of each one, so that it was easy to clip a little.

Zeng Fan glanced at her, smiled, took it with his hand, took a big bite, and nodded hurriedly, "It's delicious." ”

Zeng Yi saw that the eldest brother had eaten, and he was busy with a corner, and nodded, "It's delicious." ”

Zeng Quan also just took a corner, and he didn't say it was delicious, but he ate it quickly.

Li Ping thought about it, what does this mean, is it possible that if Zeng Fan doesn't eat it, his two younger brothers can eat it.

But no one explained to her, so she had to wait.

Finally, Old Man Zeng put down his chopsticks, and everyone put them down together. Zeng Yi put the chopsticks down, but drank the last two mouthfuls of porridge with a bowl.

Old man Zeng was silent, and he led the cow out, just after the autumn harvest. The old man went to the field to turn over the ground, and it was time for him to raise the land.

The old man left, and everyone seemed to be relieved again, Seventeen originally did not have a holiday in school, but Li Xiucai's family also held a happy event, let them all rest for a few days, and Zeng Quan and Zeng Yi were also idle at home. Seeing that his grandfather was gone, he didn't rush to school, so he sat down again, and filled half a bowl of porridge and ate it slowly.

"And the bread, eat it and I'll put away the bowl." Li Ping had been waiting for a long time, seeing that the little uncles were still eating, and hurriedly said, the porridge was left, and there was not much rice, but the cake was left, and she didn't know what to do.

"You can keep it for lunch, how can you be such a loser in the morning." Ouyang immediately shouted.

Li Ping hurriedly looked at Zeng Fan, Zeng Fan hurriedly patted her, "Mother, Ping'er doesn't know our family's habits." ”

"Why don't you ask, I went by myself early in the morning." Ouyang felt that he had been justified.

"Yes, mother, I'm sorry." Li Ping thought about it, but she really didn't ask before she went down to the kitchen. It's his own fault, but he didn't get angry, and smiled at Zeng Fan, saying that he didn't mind.

"Eat in the morning, eat at noon, not all eat. I ate it in the morning, but it was difficult to stop eating it at noon. As if on purpose, Zeng Quan took another piece of cake and took a bite.

"That's it, mother, we are biological, we are reluctant to eat you!" Zeng Yi was not happy anymore, what he did at home before was six, and he was guaranteed not to have much. They are also used to it, and they only clip it once, and naturally it is left. As a result, the old lady didn't let her eat, which made Zeng Quan and Zeng Yi, who had no intention of eating, feel angry.

They are also used to it at Li's house, and at noon Mrs. Li always said that she was afraid of leftovers, so let them eat more. He also said that the dishes were too small, and he was very embarrassed. They knew that Li Ping actually knew the amount of food for the two of them, so they made it for the whole family according to this amount, but in fact, they didn't do much. But they don't want to, in fact, in the Zeng family, there are already too much, and they won't eat like this.

"Hurry up and eat, and let your grandfather see it when you turn around." Mrs. Li is really mixed, she told Zeng Yi that this is her own son, if Li Ping eats it, she will scold, but her son wants to eat it, and there is still it, she really can't say that she won't let her eat it. I also feel sad, my son has to look at the old man's face when he eats a cake, and his heart is really sour.

Li Ping's breakfast trial was finally completed, she washed the dishes, cleaned up the kitchen again, and wanted to ask Zeng Niangzi what work she had to do, but Zeng Niangzi was not there, so she went back to the house, Zeng Fan sat by the window and read, there was no desk, so she could only read so awkwardly. Seeing Li Ping come in, think, "I'm sorry." ”

"Oh, that's right, what I wanted to tell you yesterday, now let's talk about it." When Li Ping saw Zeng Fan, she remembered what she was going to say last night, so she went to open a box and took out two large ingots of silver, which were ten taels and one ingots, and Li Bin specially exchanged them back and pressed the bottom of the box for her.

"Do what?"

"I have earned a total of more than 100 taels in the past few years, and I left 50 taels for my mother. Besides, you know, I wouldn't have made any money without their help. These twenty taels, you will give it to grandpa later, let him build a house. This house does not work. The second and third have to get married, which is too unseemly. "Li Ping saw this house yesterday, she really couldn't bear it, they had to come back during the Chinese New Year, and let her live under the same roof with her brother-in-law at that time, she really couldn't bear it.

"How can this work?" Zeng Fan was a little embarrassed, and asked his new daughter-in-law to take out the dowry and build a house for her husband's family, he felt shameless when he thought about it.

"Don't worry about face now, okay!" Li Ping looked at the door again.

(To be continued.) )