The Liu family originally didn't want to deal with Yang Ruohe, or rather, the Liu family just turned a blind eye.

However, Yang Ruohe's sneezing not only harmed several bowls of Liu's favorite meat dishes nearby, but also Liu's hand shook, and a braised lion's head that had just been caught on the chopsticks fell into a bowl of sweet soup on the table.

Outside the braised lion's head, a layer of miso soup is drizzled with chives and garlic foam and chopped spicy seeds.

And the sweet soup is lily white fungus soup, which is sprinkled with a little pink wolfberry.

It was very good-looking, full of a large bowl, and the women discussed that it would be cooler and scooped a bowl for each child.

At this moment, one of Liu's braised lion's heads was airdropped into the sweet soup, and the sweet soup splashed out.

The surface of the sweet soup left inside, and suddenly a visible layer of miso soup floated.

The oil spreads at a speed visible to the naked eye on the pure, sweet noodle soup......

Liu was dumbfounded.

Yang Huamei, who was sitting near the bowl of sweet soup, was annoyed, "pop"!

The chopsticks slapped heavily on the table, and Yang Huamei glared at Liu: "Fourth sister-in-law, what kind of fame are you doing?" ”

"Look at you, eating a dish is like a war, and no one is robbing you. This big bowl of sweet soup has been ruined by you, what do children drink? Yang Huamei asked loudly.

Liu came back to his senses, smiled, and said, "I was careless......"

Yang Huamei frowned, and she was so angry that she didn't know what to do.

The people on the side persuaded Yang Huamei, and Sun said: "There should still be a crockpot, I'll go fill another bowl." ”

Yang Ruolan said weakly: "Third aunt, the crockpot is gone, and the two big bowls are all on the table." ”

"Huh?" Sun was stunned.

"The men have it on the table, too, I'll bring it over......," Sun said again, gesturing to get up.

Bao Suyun looked embarrassed, and said to Sun: "The men said before that when they drink wine, they don't need sweet soup, so I combined two small bowls into this big bowl......

"Uh......" Sun was completely stunned, and he didn't know how to save the scene for a while.

At this time, on the side of the small table, Xiao Hei took the bowl in his hand, stood up and walked behind Yang Huamei crookedly.

"Soup ......"

Xiao Hei lifted an oily face and stood up to look at the table.

On his face, on his mouth, on his nose, and even on his eyebrows, he was all thinking of rice.

Yang Huamei took his bowl and gave him a few spoonfuls of broth.

Xiao Hei glanced at the broth, shook his head, and pushed the bowl away.

"Sweet, sweet, sweet ......"

He raised a chubby little hand, with rice grains between his fingers, and pointed to the table.

Yang Huamei glared at Liu again resentfully, and said, "It's over, what are you afraid of." ”

Liu shrunk his neck, smiled wryly, picked up a duck leg that couldn't be stacked on the top of the bowl, and gnawed silently, trying to shrink his sense of existence.

However, Xiao Hei here couldn't wait for Yang Huamei to send sweet soup for a long time, so he began to retreat the small flowers on Yang Huamei's side, and then hugged the high stool by himself, turned over and was about to climb up.

Yang Huamei hurriedly hugged Xiao Hei down, "You stand up obediently, my mother will come and scoop sweet soup for you." ”

Yang Huamei pulled the remaining rice grains from the small black bowl into her own bowl, picked out the soaked and deformed lion's head in the sweet soup and put it on the table.

Scooped two spoonfuls of sweet soup with oil flowers for Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei took a sip, and his little face immediately turned red.

Then he pushed the bowl away, grinned and cried.

Yang Huamei hurriedly put down the dishes and chopsticks in her hand and came over to coax Xiao Hei, and Sun and Yang Ruolan also got up and came over to coax.

Yang Ruoqing was serving vegetables to Mrs. Sun there, and she didn't care about it.

And here, Xiao Hei refused everyone's persuasion, and cried with his eyes closed.

Yang Huamei said: "He is most afraid of spicy, eating at home, but the plug mother is too spicy to touch him." ”

"It's all my fault, I thought this big vat of sweet soup would dilute the spicy taste, but I didn't expect it to be ...... Ay! ”

Looking at Xiao Hei, who was held in Sun's arms and was still kicking and kicking Sun, Yang Huamei was at a loss.

When I turned my head, I saw Liu sitting there still gnawing on duck legs, grinning and with a mouth full of oil.

Yang Huamei was annoyed, raised her hand and snatched the duck leg from Liu's hand, and threw it directly to the ground.

"Gnaw gnaw, gnaw your numbness!"

Yang Huamei directly burst into foul language.

"It's like a starving ghost reincarnated, messing up the sweet soup that the children drink, and you're still gnawing here."

"I've never seen someone like you, you want everything, just shameless!"

was scolded by Yang Huamei, Liu can bear it.

Anyway, no matter how fierce the scolding is, it won't lose a piece of meat.

Besides, in Lao Yang's family for more than ten years, haven't they all lived like this, get used to it!

However, this duck leg was robbed, but I couldn't bear it.

Liu slapped the table and raised his hand to point at Yang Huamei's nose.

"Who are you talking to? You're not big or small! ”

"My mother is your fourth sister-in-law, I can be your mother in terms of age!"

"The old lady didn't gnaw your legs, snatched my duck legs, you want to thunder and split! Phew! ”

Liu spat and spit at Yang Huamei's feet.

Yang Huamei was so frightened that she took a step back, even more red-faced.

"For the sake of a duck leg, you curse me to thunder and split, you starving ghost reincarnated, look at your gluttony, my fourth brother is going to be poor!" She said loudly.

Liu sneered: "I am his daughter-in-law, and it is natural for him to raise me, and he wants you to be a sister-in-law?" ”

"The water spilled by the married daughter, if you have the leisure to fuck our old Yang family's four rooms, you might as well take care of your son who is reincarnated by a starving ghost, and see what it has become!" Liu said.

As soon as these words came out, all the women at the table frowned.

Even the men's table over there who were in full swing were surprised and looked over here.

Yang Ruoqing's face sank a little, put down her chopsticks, and was about to speak, when suddenly-

Yang Huamei picked up the bowl in front of her, and buckled all the bowls and rice on Liu's head.

"You poisonous woman, tell you to curse my son!" Yang Huamei shouted angrily.

The empty bowl rolled to the ground and fell to pieces.

Half of the rice balls remained on the top of Liu's hair, and the other half fell off his shoulders.

There was a short, eerie silence in the cafeteria, and even Hei forgot to cry.

In the next moment, Liu came back to his senses.

He howled and pulled away.

picked up the bowl of spoiled sweet soup in front of him and splashed it on Yang Huamei's body.

"Ahh

"Ouch!"

Two screams rang out, accompanied by the exclamations of the people around them.

Yang Huamei fell to the ground, embarrassed.

There was another person who also fell, and that was Yang Ruohe.

Because Yang Ruolan, who was sitting in the middle of the bench, got up, Liu also stood up openly, and one end of the stool was weightless and cocked, which made Yang Ruohe, who was sitting at the other end, also fall into the mud!