Zhao Yingnan drank it all boldly, Wu Zhengsi was also a little upset, his head was dizzy, he was so excited by Zhao Yingnan, he didn't want to do it in one gulp, Yan Mingshun hurriedly poured wine for them, of course his grandfather would not forget, the old man is also a good wine, there is Grandma Yang in charge at home, and now that he is free, there is good wine and good food, where can he bear it?

Old man Yan looked at Wu Mei kindly, and looked at her as if he was sitting on pins and needles, Gu Zi lowered his head to eat vegetables, Yan Mingshun looked funny, and sandwiched a duck leg for Wu Mei, which he left for her early in the morning, this little girl was busy all night, and she had to be treated.

"Thank you, Brother Mingshun." Wu Mei whispered thanks.

Old man Yan saw the interaction between his eldest grandson and Wu Mei, his eyes were drunk, looking at his old man's eyes, these two people were like paintings, beautiful and delicious, the old man couldn't help but pour another half a glass of wine, and his mood was inexplicably better.

The appearance and cooking skills of the little girl of the martial arts family are top-notch, the grades are not important, the woman is not virtuous, and the heart will be wild if she reads more, what is good, Mingshun is still the first time to be so close to the girl!

Originally, he still felt that Wu Mei had a little more eyes, but now that he thinks about it, it doesn't matter, his grandson's feelings are the most important, and he doesn't have a little more eyes, and he can't talk about Shufang in the future!

Old man Yan, who was conquered by Wu Mei's cooking, looked at Wu Mei's eyes more and more kindly, and saw Wu Mei's straight hair, and involuntarily leaned towards Yan Mingshun's side, Yan Mingshun looked at his grandfather, and thought that the old man didn't like Wu Mei, so he hurriedly coerced a piece of duck meat over and diverted the old man's attention with food.

Wu Zhengsi also ate with oil in his mouth, his face was shining, and the praise of Zhao Yingnan and his wife made him twelve points proud, especially the praise of Old Man Yan, which made Wu Zhengsi's waist board that he was holding two days ago because of Wu Yue's failure in the exam, stand up again, and his fatherly love for Wu Mei is overflowing.

"Meimei eats duck gizzards, your favorite food." Wu Zhengsi coerced the duck gizzard to Wu Mei, and his tone was very gentle, this was the treatment that Wu Yue had before, but Wu Mei's mood was very calm.

In the past, she was very envious of Wu Yue being able to get Wu Zhengsi's favor, and fantasized that one day she could get such treatment, but now she doesn't think about it anymore, because she doesn't need it anymore.

Wu Zhengsi's love is too utilitarian, not as pure as He Biyun, loving someone is no matter how smelly the incense is, she will love her without hesitation, for example, like He Biyun to Wu Yue, not like Wu Zhengsi, when the incense is good, once it stinks, she will be disgusted a lot, and she can't afford such a favor.

But she won't refuse, the selfish and utilitarian Wu Zhengsi is her best weapon against Wu Yue!

"Teacher Wu, Teacher He is so virtuous, presumably Wu Yue's cooking skills have gone to the next level, right? You're in good fortune! Zhao Yingnan said intentionally.

The smile on Wu Zhengsi's face froze, and he said: "Teacher Zhao has won the award, but it's just a child's nonsense, where can he be called a cook." ”

Wu Yue can not cook, he is the most clear, he can't even fry poached eggs, what cooking skills can he have?

Fortunately, Wu Yue didn't come over today, otherwise the foreign appearance would be exhausted, Wu Zhengsi couldn't help frowning, not realizing that the eldest daughter who made him extremely proud in the past was now associated with 'disgrace'.

Zhao Yingnan didn't say more, the point stopped, Wu Zhengsi himself would think deeply, which of the two daughters is a treasure and which is a fish, as long as they are not too stupid, they can always figure it out.

Halfway through the meal, Xiong Mumu's eyes rolled, took out the wrinkled painting from his pocket, and handed it to Zhao Yingnan with a smile, "Mom, Dad, this is a gift from Meimei to you!" ”