"Xiaobao is so powerful, he beat them up so much!"

Grandma Shen held her good grandson's hand and closed her mouth proudly.

Shen Yuan's face was slightly red, "Mother, it's falling flowers." ”

The old lady's smile stiffened, and she glared at her daughter with disgust, what is it not good to learn at a young age, she will dismantle her stage!

The sun is setting, and the west wind is shining.

Shen Yanjun crossed his arms and stood at the door of the stove room, leisurely instructing the four people inside to work.

"Knead hard, the dough is not well reconciled, don't think about eating it tonight. And you, look so ugly and haven't seen a handsome guy? Tim Chai. ”

Mei Niang kneaded her dough vigorously, and the whip marks on her face were only rinsed simply, and at this time she was swollen high, working with a pig's head face.

The pampered little girl also wilted at the moment, squatting on the ground and burning the fire with a dirty face, aggrieved and didn't dare to make a sound, and when she heard Shen Yanjun say that she was ugly, tears rolled down.

"You can come!"

Shen Erlang, who was washing vegetables, howled dissatisfiedly.

The gloomy gaze swept over, and he was instantly like a deflated ball.

In fact, Shen's father only had one mouth to dare to shout, but the movements in his hands were not good, and he went to cut the sausage after washing the vegetables.

Although the sausage cut by the scumbag father is like a dog gnawing, Shen Yanjun is quite satisfied, she enjoys the process of grinding the villain.

Shen Ziri resigned himself to chopping wood in the yard, but how could he have done such hard work since he was a young master?

After a while, my hands were sore, and I couldn't straighten my waist.

Shen Yuan leaned on the paper window and looked out, his face coated with wound medicine showed a shallow smile, and his mood was much happier.

After a dinner was cooked, several "outsider" people were tortured by Shen Yanjun.

Dumplings, noodles, pancakes, scallion pancakes, all made a plate, and all the flour at home was used up.

Mei Niang's face was so black that it was about to drip water, and she made so much for dinner, wasting food!

Shen Xiaobao must have done it on purpose!

She pondered that when she was eating, she must eat hard to make up for her body, and she specially told her two children.

It's a pity that as soon as the food was served, Shen Yanjun took a tray, put the dishes and dishes into it, and moved it to his grandmother's upper room.

Mei Niang's eyes widened: "Shen Xiaobao, what are you doing?!" ”

"The young and the old are orderly, this good food should be grandma's."

After that, Shen Yanjun was about to turn around and leave.

Father Shen hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to stop the arrogant young man, his face full of displeasure: "These are everyone's dinners, how can they all be sent to the upper room?" Just take some of the past and leave the rest. ”

Shen Yanjun smiled and sneered:

"The crow still has the righteousness of feeding, and the sheep also knows the grace of kneeling milk, but you have no filial piety."

Another meaning is that the scum daddy is not as good as the beast.

Father Shen's face flushed, although he couldn't understand Wen Xuan's words, but he still understood the last sentence of the rebel!

scolded him for not being filial!

Shen Yanjun continued: "Grandma is bedridden, can't she eat something good?" ”

Shen's father was speechless, and replied "no", that is, unfilial piety, and if he answered "yes", won't his wife and children starve?

In a dilemma.

Shen Yanjun didn't wait for him to talk, he limped on his long legs, walked out leisurely, called his sister-in-law, and went into his grandmother's room together to enjoy dinner alone.

"Wait! Don't run! ”

Mei Niang screamed and chased out, wanting to rush into the upper room, but when the inside was locked with a "bang", she touched the black ash of her nose.

Shen Yuan patted his little chest happily: "Whew... Luckily, I closed the door quickly. ”