Chapter 39 The Harvesters Eat

Dinner was going on in silence, and Shui Die'er looked at the simple but very delicate side dishes on the table, and her cheeks began to bubble with water.

In particular, the dish of sauce radish, crystal clear, sprinkled with a little green onion, makes people appetite, and it is the most suitable for porridge.

Can't look any further, Shui Die'er swallowed her saliva, chirped, and twisted her head.

"The little girl is greedy." Grandma smiled, just sat opposite Yingzi, and looked at it when she was chirping at the water butterfly bar, and the little mouth of the pink fan was more tender because of the saliva.

A suspicious flush appeared on Saucer's face.

"Hahaha, is the baby shy by grandma?" Yingzi also turned her head to look at her daughter on her lap and smiled.

Oops, the gluttony was caught. No matter what, he threw himself into Yingzi's arms and never showed his face again. Seeing that everyone had laughed, he raised his head and looked at everyone silently.

Although the family only eats home-cooked dishes, it is like tasting delicious food, slow and methodical, chewing slowly, without the vulgarity of the croppers.

In the memory of Saucer's previous life, the farmer ate as if he had completed a task, picking up the bowl and putting it in his mouth, as long as he filled his stomach.

If you are a little more particular, that is, you will eat more gentlely, behave more generously, and you will not pay attention to any dishes and dishes when cooking.

But the few dishes in front of me looked like they were thoughtful. Not to mention the shredded radish with uniform thickness, even if it is boiled cabbage, it is very beautiful to place one by one, and another plate of steamed meat and a few leftovers is estimated to have not been taken away.

The dishes are beautiful, and the mood will be different when eating, knowing that these are all prepared by grandma, Shui Die'er can't help but think about it again, the more this grandma looks at it, the more it looks like it was taught by a big family.

Looking at my grandmother's eating manners, the demonstrator of absolute table manners, from the sitting posture, holding chopsticks, to the chewing range of food after entering the mouth, it is as if it has been rigorously trained.

What kind of story does Grandma have, Shui Butterfly is becoming more and more curious.

Soon everyone had almost eaten, and some of each dish was reserved for my aunt and grandparents. The leftovers are also very regular, and there are some side dishes left on the plate after the general people finish eating, and the meat is picked up and eaten, and then look at these leftovers, just one side of the plate, and the other is still untouched, so that when later people eat, they are not so psychologically uncomfortable.

It seems that the children in the family are well educated in the area of eating, but the temperament is a little surprising.

Especially the two wonderful aunts, and then the grandmother is the daughter of the grandmother, Shui Die'er is also puzzled.

A mother who looks like a beautiful girl, she has raised her only daughter into a cowardly and vulgar mother-in-law. In the end, he married a man who had nothing to do with literacy, and the more he thought about it, the more mysteries he had.

Shui Qing took a large porcelain bowl and filled it with some rice and vegetables, and her grandmother used a cover to cover the rest of the vegetables to prevent mosquitoes.

However, there is a big camphor tree in the yard, and there are many fewer mosquitoes than in ordinary places.

Shui Qing helped her grandmother pack up the dishes and chopsticks she had eaten into the kitchen, and then went into the old man's room with the food, and replaced the water bottle by the way. Let's see if you want to see a doctor.

Yingzi was scolded for her kind words and persuasion just now, and now she is too lazy to join in the fun, so she simply holds the baby and accompanies her grandmother to talk in the stove.

Water Butterfly's various problems can only be kept in the bottom of my heart first, and I will always know if I have the opportunity in the future.