Chapter 221: The Old Man's Majesty (I)

Finally, dinner was ready in the busyness of the family. Two copies of each were made. One table for men and one table for women. The large tables in the countryside are filled with all kinds of dishes. And each one is absolutely sufficient.

"The eldest aunt, the second aunt, you have worked really hard. Cooked so many dishes. Zhou Ziya felt that it was too much credit to make so many dishes, and it was so cold this winter. This dish should be washed and cut. It's hard work.

"It's not hard, it's not hard." Li quickly shook her head, but when she waved her hand, it was all red.

"Yes, the eldest aunt is not hard. Most of the dishes are made by your second uncle. Shen said with a smile.

"Hmph, what do they have to work for. What woman can't do when it comes to cooking? Xiaoya is obedient, come to the milk. Sit next to the milk for a while. Whatever you want to eat, the milk will clip it for you. Eat a little more tonight. Look at the braised beef, it's enough. And the milk guarantees that you will never let your bastard brothers rob it. Zhou glared at his two daughters-in-law, his tone completely disdainful. In her heart, no matter how good the cooking is, it should be.

"Milk, you're too eccentric. Why don't you give us braised beef? Zhou Zihu was the most dissatisfied, he liked to eat beef very much like his sister. It's been slanderous for a long time. It's rare to have so many today, and my sister can't finish it alone anyway. If you don't let yourself eat it, it's not going to kill him.

As a result, he directly offended the Zhou family and his father. Zhou Yanliang slapped him directly on the back of the head, and it snapped, which was very crisp. And he was defenseless at all, and he was beaten squarely.

"You stinky boy. When the elder brother actually wants to grab food with his sister. How did you do this brother, you have to be shameless. So much food on the table. You can't eat anything else. Stinky boy, it's just begging. If you have something delicious, you have to give it to your sister, otherwise Lao Tzu will make your ass bloom. Zhou Yanliang stared at his eldest son fiercely while training, and he really wanted to make up for it again.

Zhou Zihu was arrogant just now, but now he doesn't dare, and his voice is quieter, "Okay, Dad, don't fight." The son got it. And Zihu didn't say that he wouldn't let his sister. The son just thinks that so many sisters can't eat it alone, so he said that. Really. The younger sister is a treasure, and the son is a grass. "The tone is called a grievance. In other people's families, sons are treasures and daughters are grass, but their families are the opposite. If it weren't for the fact that he knew the reason, and that he looked so much like Lao Tzu. I'm afraid I thought I wasn't born to my father.

It's a pity that no one paid attention to Zhou Zihu's grievances. Zhou Ziya even made a smug grimace.

The meals on the table are all very common dishes in the countryside, such as braised pork, braised beef, fish, chicken, stewed bones, and miscellaneous vegetables. There are actually ten dishes on one table. Perfect kindness head. The whole table was piled up, and the steaming dishes made everyone want to drool when they saw it.

"Alright, don't even look at it. Let's all sit down. The dishes should be cold in a while. "As the head of the family, the old man is naturally his share. When he had finished speaking, everyone sat down. Zhou Ziya naturally sat at the woman's table, right next to Zhou's.