Mrs. Zhang said: "Okay, there is smoke in this stove house, don't smoke your eyes!" Go back to the house and stay there, and I'll call you when I'm eating! ”

As he spoke, he pushed Wang Yongzhu out of the door of the stove house.

The gold pot, gold plate and gold spoon at the door were looking inside with their eyes open, and naturally saw that Wang Yongzhu was fed a piece of oil residue.

The golden pot swallowed his saliva, "Auntie, is the oil residue fragrant?" ”

What can Wang Yongzhu say?

I secretly swore that I would never do this kind of thing again, it was too embarrassing!

He had to pretend to be reserved on his face: "Hmm-incense-"

The gold pot, the gold plate, and the golden spoon swallowed a mouthful of saliva together.

The few people sitting in the courtyard are all members of the Wang family, they are all the same ancestor, and they also know the affairs of the Wang family. ”

That's a bit of a provocation in it.

Although Wang Yongping's mind is straight, but now he is a sister control, he didn't have any other thoughts when he heard this, but nodded very seriously: "Yes, my sister is so good, if you have delicious food, you naturally have to follow your sister first!" Those little rabbit cubs are still small, and the delicious ones are still to come, what good ones can't be eaten when they are older in the future? The girl can only stay at home for so many years, of course she has to let her! My mother said, my sister is so good, she was born to be happy, and if I have it in the future, I will have my sister! ”

I'll go! The eyes of the few clan brothers next to him looked at Wang Yongping, just like looking at a monster.

Isn't it stupid? That's your sister, isn't it your mother?

Their voices were not small, not only Wang Yongzhu at the door of the stove house heard it, but even the people in the hall house.

The atmosphere that had been in full swing suddenly fell silent.

Wang Yongan's hand couldn't help but clench in his sleeve, and he still couldn't see anything on his face.

However, Wang Laozhu was a little embarrassed, and snorted: "The children are talking nonsense!" It's all my mother-in-law who feels sorry for her daughter, but it makes you laugh! ”

Mrs. Zhang's partiality about her daughter, which one of the whole Qilidun doesn't know, which one doesn't know?

This is a private matter of someone else's family, although it is a clan, there is no reason to care which child other people's parents love, so everyone laughs, and this topic is over.

Only Wang Yongan glanced at Wang Yongping, who was still talking about how to be good to his sister, without a trace, and sneered in his heart: Idiot!

Originally, the idea of exploring Wang Yongzhu in my heart disappeared.

It's still as greedy as before.,Mother has always been eccentric.,I want to ignore myself before.,It's estimated that it's stimulated.,The girl's family at this age.,Sensitive.,It's good today and tomorrow's annoyance.,And it's estimated that the mother is talking every day next to the little sister's ear.,Otherwise, it won't be so raw.。

Forget it, anyway, this sister can't help herself, she looks like that, she can't even marry her, and she doesn't have to coax her anymore in the future!

Wang Yongan, who had made up his mind, looked at Wang Yongzhu's eyes with a hint of coldness.

Wang Yongzhu turned his back and didn't find it, but he was looked at by Song Chongjin.

He glanced at Wang Yongzhu without a trace, the girl was holding the youngest child in the third room of the Wang family heartlessly, the two of you kiss me, I kiss you, and went to the side room, not paying attention at all.

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Wang Yongzhu went back to the house with the golden spoon, stroked his nephew for a long time, and played a game with him that you will throw me to pick up, and both of them played sweaty.

I heard the sound of cooking outside.

There is a lot of strength in numbers, so they carry out the table that is only used for the New Year at home and place it in the middle of the courtyard, and put a long bench around it.

On the table, a large pot of pork stewed sauerkraut, the bottom is full of sauerkraut, and a thin layer of oily and transparent fat is spread on the top, and a little chopped coriander is sprinkled, which is fragrant.

There is also a large pot of boiled tofu with oil residue, snow-white tofu, golden oil residue, and chopped chives are sprinkled on top, which makes people appetite when they smell it.

I fried a big bowl of scrambled eggs with garlic leaves from last year, smashed the fresh prickly cucumber and mixed it cold, and cut the half-green persimmons into slices, put green peppers and fried a big bowl, and there was a bowl of amaranth that had just grown out of season, and the purple-red soup was red and gorgeous.

I have to say that in the farmhouse, this is already a great feast.

There are only so many Chinese New Year dishes, and many people can't even afford to eat such a sumptuous dish during the New Year.

Even the patriarch nodded with satisfaction, although the mother-in-law of Wang Laozhu was spicy and eccentric, she still did this big-face thing very well.

Other people's treats, change to a stingy girl, can give you the whole oil residue to boil cabbage, even if it is good.

Wang Laozhu took out two catties of soju made by Wang Yongping for everyone, and after two sips of wine, everyone let go of their reserves, and one by one the chopsticks went to the basin like rain.

According to the rules of the country, women and children are generally not allowed to serve at the table when there are guests at home.

And the best dishes will only be served at the table where only men drink.

If the elders in the family are there, there is a child who can carry the bowl to the table to rub some meat or something, and he can also mix a round belly.

This kind of golden pot is used to doing, every New Year's festival or visiting relatives and friends, as long as he rubs it on the table, Wang Yongfu will always save the meat in his mouth for him.

So when the men's table had already begun to eat, the women's and children's table was placed in the stove room.

There was only half a small pot of sauerkraut soup, half a small pot of tofu, and a cucumber, a little fried amaranth and a plate of pickles.

If it is usual, these are already very rare, especially the sauerkraut boiled with fatty meat, and the tofu boiled with oil residue, and Mrs. Zhang is reluctant to do it.

But the golden pot had already been hooked by the smell of meat, and his soul was almost gone, so he took the bowl and went to the table in the courtyard.

Jin Dou and Jin Kettle are now half of the next generation, and the guests who were invited for his father's business have stayed at the main table for the first time and poured wine for everyone.

Jin Pan and Jin Hua and Jin Spoon sat honestly on the edge of the table, they had never enjoyed this kind of treatment, and the Jiang family was also well educated, and they never went to the table to ask for good food.

Wang Yongzhu looked distressed, compared with the golden pot, this child in the countryside without his father's support is extraordinarily sensible.

Mrs. Zhang didn't raise her eyelids, gave Jiang two buns, and motioned for her to share them with the children, while she and her daughter fished two bowls of sorghum rice.

He brought out a bowl from the cupboard, which was a dish specially left by Mrs. Zhang for Wang Yongzhu, a little scrambled eggs with minced sour garlic, a little fried green peppers with green persimmons, and three or four pieces of oil residue were conspicuously placed on it.

put it in front of Wang Yongzhu: "My mother specially left it for you, I'm hungry!" Eat it! ”

With the expression of a pig farmer, she looked at her kindly.