She often said that we should respect the old and love the young, and she has always done so.

But the premise is that this old man has to be worthy of her respect.

Xue Wenyu also paid attention to the old man, wondering how much patience he had?

"I'm really sorry for Madame, that little old man will cook another bowl for Madame." The old man still looked apologetic, and as he spoke, he reached out and took the wonton away.

Here, Xue Wenyu looked at his daughter-in-law, who was completely in a posture of singing a good show to the end, hesitated, and said in a low voice; "Just take it easy, don't be tired, you won't be able to row. Besides, there will definitely be such opportunities in the future. ”

Mu Yingbao listened, and a little face showed a little fox's smile; "Don't worry, I've got it in my heart. And, you see, I'm just talking about it, and it doesn't take much effort. Hands-on business, you come. ”

Xue Wenyu shook his head helplessly, a little regretful, why did he mention eating wontons outside.

If she didn't come, she should have washed incense and obediently lay on the bed.

Soon, the third bowl of ravioli arrived.

"Ma'am, try it again." The old man put down the bowl, took a step back and said cautiously.

When Mu Yingbao heard this, she picked up a spoon and scooped up a wonton, but she didn't put it directly in her mouth, she just looked at it; "This time, the wontons are obviously not hot enough, the four sides are cooked, but the stuffing is not yet cooked."

Then he put the spoon back into the bowl with the ravioli, and looked at the old man.

"What happened to the old man's home?" She asked seriously and with great concern.

The old man was stunned; "No, why did the woman say that?"

"Why? You see, after burning three bowls of wontons in a row tonight, there is not a bowl to eat. If it's not that there is something in my father-in-law's family that makes me feel restless, could it be that I offended you somewhere? Mu Yingbao frowned slightly and asked again.

The old man opened his mouth to explain, but he didn't know what to say.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Mu Yingbao suddenly said in surprise; "Uncle, don't you want to ask me what's going on, do you? How can you be unreasonable and find fault with the bones in the egg? ”

When the old man heard this, he panicked and hurriedly waved his hand; "No, how could Xiao Lao'er think so, Mrs. and Grandpa Guo can be regarded as often taking care of Xiao Lao'er's business. Perhaps, maybe the little old man is getting older, so his hands and feet are not good, and he can't cook a wonton well.

After a while, Xiao Lao'er will cook another bowl, if he can't cook a bowl of wontons that can satisfy Mrs. tonight, Xiao Lao'er's stall will never be set up again. ”

Anyway, no matter how Mu Yingbao reacted, he picked up the bowl on the table, turned around and left.

Mu Yingbao took this opportunity to make a grimace at Xue Wenyu and pouted.

Xue Wenyu is starting to feel a headache now, what to do, according to the posture of his daughter-in-law and this old man, even if the fight is until dawn, I am afraid it will not be over.

If you intervene, you are afraid that you will disturb your daughter-in-law's good interest and you will be unhappy.

Soon, the fourth bowl of wontons was delivered to Mu Yingbao.

"Madame, please try it." The old man's attitude, as respectful as ever, was still without the slightest complaint or impatience.

Xue Wenyu and his subordinates also looked at Mu Yingbao, waiting intently to hear what else she could find out.

Seeing that she didn't even take a spoon this time, she put her face in front of the bowl, fanned her snort with her hand, and then asked the old man with a questioning face; "This is the fourth bowl, why are you still so good-tempered, uncle?

This is not normal!

Could it be that you have poisoned this ravioli? ”

As soon as her words fell, Xue Wenyu and his subordinates immediately turned wrong, and their eyes were filled with murderous intent when they looked at the old man.

The old man was also very surprised, he didn't expect her to be so suspicious, and asked in surprise; "Xiao Lao'er has no grievances with his wife, how could he poison his wife?"

His reaction made Xue Wenyu and his subordinates even more puzzled, how could this old man not show that he was not weak-hearted?

Could it be that the lady deceived him, and there was no poison in the wontons at all?

"Husband, madam, aren't you a doctor, you can test whether it is poisonous or not." The old man reacted and said.

Hearing this, Mu Yingbao raised her eyebrows; "yes, you can test it. The easiest thing is to eat a bite in front of my husband. Uncle, if you eat it, it's fine, then it's definitely no problem. ”

"That's fine." The old man responded, turned around and limped to get a bowl and a spoon.

stepped forward to scoop up a wonton, swallowed it in a bowl, and after swallowing it, looking at Mu Yingbao's expression, he poured some of the soup in the bowl into his own bowl, and raised his head to drink it.

Then, he put the bowl and spoon on the table next to him, and stood still.

Whether it is poisonous or not, there is no need for him to speak out to prove it, just like that, he can stand still and be unharmed, this is the best proof.

Mu Yingbao held her chin with one hand and looked at the old man standing across the table with satisfaction.

The night breeze in autumn blew, and the fragrance of osmanthus was carried in the wind, and Mu Yingbao squinted very intoxicated.

When he opened his eyes, the old man in front of him, who was originally standing upright, suddenly shook his body.

Then, the old man's body began to collapse down, he reached out and grabbed the edge of the table, his eyes widened, and he looked at Mu Yingbao in disbelief. I still couldn't hold on, and the person still collapsed to the ground.

"Poisonous, Protective Madame." As soon as Lin Chuan jumped behind the old man, a cold light flashed and the sword on his waist was against the old man's neck.

Mu Yingbao stood up, but walked directly to the stove, lifted the cotton cloth covered by the bamboo plaque on the side, looked at the breaded wontons, broke one open, looked at it, and smelled it.

"Ma'am, be careful." There are reminders of the nervousness of his subordinates.

But then, one by one, they were dumbfounded,

Because, their wife rolled up her sleeves, put the wontons in the pot, and began to cook the wontons!

"Hurry up and bring your own." Mu Yingbao beckoned.

The entourage looked at their master one by one, but saw that the master was glaring at them with his eyes, this look was really familiar, every time the lady cooked for everyone, the master was like this.

If you have a quick response, hurry up and automatically line up and take away your own bowl of big wontons.

"Lin Chuan, hurry up, the wontons have been out of the pot for a long time, and the taste is not good." Mu Yingbao beckoned to the two who were guarding the old man.

"Madame, but this?" Lin Chuan didn't worry about the old man under the sword.

"If you are told to go, you will be numb, don't worry, he won't be able to run." Standing beside Mu Yingbao, someone who handed the bowl with his hand spoke.

As soon as he heard the picture, he immediately put away his weapon, walked to the master's side, and took away a bowl of wontons that had just come out of the pot, and poured sesame oil, which was called a fragrant.

Only Lin Chuan was still a little hesitant, and slowly removed the tip of the sword on the old man's neck, and found that the old man had no intention of trying to flee......