Ling Yun patted his stomach and sighed, "I have never eaten so much beef and mutton in my life."

Guixiang glanced at him: "How old are you, what do you say for a lifetime?"

She rushed to clean up the table with Zhuo Lin's parents, and Zhuo Lin brought a braised fish and put it in the middle of the table.

"More than every year."

Gui Xiang saw that the fish was fried so that the flesh of the fish was golden and the tail was raised high, and it looked very good. Praise: "This fish is beautifully cooked!"

Zhuo Lin smiled: "Let Aunt Luo smile."

Guixiang was stunned: "You burned it?"

Zichun said with a smile: "Today's hot dishes are all cooked by Manager Zhuo. Not only today's dishes, sister-in-law, you see the decoration inside and outside the house, all of which are done by Mr. Zhuo himself."

Luo Guixiang came as soon as she opened her mouth when she said good things, and pulled Zhuo's mother to pat her on the back: "Ahh How did you raise such a good son? If you can be admitted to university, you can also be admitted to study abroad! It's so powerful, and it can cook a good dish. The rarest thing about this man is that he is willing to take the initiative to help women share housework. I don't know what kind of girl will be worthy of you Zhuo Lin in the future."

Zhuo's father and Zhuo's mother smiled from ear to ear: "Don't praise him like that. I see, your daughter is the dragon and phoenix among people. At this age, I can control my son, of course she is stronger."

Guixiang smiled. Seeing Ling Hui's not very good-looking face, he immediately said, "That's right. Mr. Zhuo. Ling Hui is majoring in English. You have studied abroad, can you find time to guide him?"

Ling Hui pursed his lips.

Zhuo Lin smiled and said, "The guide didn't dare to say it. Ling Hui, how about we take some time every day to exchange our English experience with each other?"

Ling Hui smiled, "Okay."

Guixiang is more satisfied, and look at how many people Zhuo can speak. immediately flattened the hair of the eldest son.

In the evening, Guixiang walked back and forth in the beautifully decorated house for a long time, and sighed: "In terms of enjoyment, Ling Mei is the best. Look at our family, who is as generous as her. Rent the whole courtyard house during the winter vacation!"

Yue Shan was already lying on the bed and yawning: "Is our family short of this money? Didn't you also rent a house for Ling Hui outside the school? When I don't know?"

Guixiang's smiling face was slightly sluggish. "It's not a school dormitory, the environment is too bad. You haven't seen it, but I've seen it with my own eyes. The room is small and hot, and it is difficult to turn around when the desk and bed are put into the room. And the broken bed is shaking to the point that it's almost falling apart. And those roommates, all from the city. One is more energetic than the other. How can they look up to Ling Hui? In such an environment, how do you say that your son can read well? I'm going to live out."

Yue Shan asked with a calm face, "The classmates in the city eat and live in a simple school. Ling Hui can't endure hardships even more than them? Guixiang, your heart is already boundless."

Guixiang patted him on the shoulder half angrily: "You still have the face to say that I am eccentric? Your heart has gone to Ling Mei."

Yue Shan held her hand clapping indiscriminately: "In my heart, Ling Mei Linghui is the same weight, regardless of weight. Could it be that like those lake worms, you must be partial to your son? I want to treat Ling Mei like that, can our family have today? Can our village have today? Can our town be where it is today?"

Yueshan's questioning became louder and louder, and Guixiang had always known each other. When a man is really angry, she will never be top. So her eyes were red, and she pursed her lips and silently wiped away the tears oozing from the corners of her eyes.

Yue Shan twisted his eyebrows, and his voice softened: "You just need to remember that today's good days are all brought by Ling Mei. Is it so difficult to give Lingmei more love?"

Guixiang was extremely aggrieved: "Where do I not love her? You said you wanted to come to the capital to accompany her for the New Year, did I object to a word? I miss my daughter, too."

Yueshan gently grabbed the broken hair in her ear: "I really don't understand what you think. You should be proud to give birth to a girl like Ling Mei."

Guixiang didn't have a taste in her heart, she wanted to live in harmony with Ling Mei as she did in the past. But the two of them have already torn their faces. She rolled over and said sullenly, "I'm sleepy. Sleep."

Yue Shan sighed lightly and turned off the lamp.

The next morning, when Guixiang yawned and went to the kitchen to cook dumplings, Yueshan was already cooking breakfast.

She was slightly stunned.

There is also a figure in the kitchen, who is not Zhuo Lin?

Zhuo Lin had a bowl of meat that had been mixed in his hand, and there was a charming salty aroma. He skillfully wrapped the meat in the dough and made more than a dozen fine folds. In a few seconds, a small and delicate xiaolongbao is ready.

Guixiang exclaimed: "Xiao Zhuo. You're doing a great job with this xiaolongbao, aren't you?"

Zhuo Lin turned around and smiled, "Aunt Luo, don't do it. It'll be fine in a while."

Guixiang really didn't have anything to do with it, so she mixed some vinegar sauce to eat Xiaolong. Then he went to the man and asked, "What about making noodles?" Can I get you some toppings?"

Yue Shan said, "Don't let you work in vain. There's quite a bit left over from last night's mutton soup. I'll put the noodles in the mutton broth. Just burn the bowl."

"Howler."

Half an hour later, Ling Mei Zichun's brothers and sisters finally got up after a full sleep.

"It smells so good." Ling Yun rushed into the kitchen one by one, "Dad, mother. What's for breakfast?"

Zhuo Lin brought out the first cage of small cages: "Fresh meat dumplings and mutton noodle soup."

"Wow!"

Looking at a large cage of crystal clear and juicy small cages, Yun swallowed his saliva.

Zichun said embarrassedly, "I overslept at night vigil, so I kept you busy all morning."

Ling Mei gave her and Ling Yun a small cage each, and said with a smile, "This is a happy life. Ling Yun, the soup in the small cage is super hot. You've got to take a bite and suck up the soup."

Ling Yun obediently listened to her sister's words, but she still scalded her tongue.

Guixiang smiled, "Make you greedy. Eat slowly." While delivering the first bowl of noodle soup to Ling Hui.

Ling Hui ate noodles and drank soup expressionlessly, without saying a word.

The thick curtain was lifted, and Zhuo Lin's parents entered the house with a thermos box.

"Ah, we're late." Zhuo's mother smiled, "We went out for a walk, but unfortunately we only bought tofu flowers. Let's try it, everybody."

Ling Meixi said, "It's the tofu flower from the Liangji store at the corner of the street, right? His marinade is delicious!"

Zhuo's mother smiled and distributed a bowl to everyone, the hot and tender tofu flowers were paired with dried shrimp and meat dips, and poured with the store's red and bright special marinade, which was salty and fragrant and melted in the mouth. Immediately applauded by everyone. Even Ling Hui, who was silent, ate an extra bowl.

After eating and drinking enough for breakfast, Guixiang was wearing a thick duck down sweater and carrying a vegetable basket to go out to buy vegetables, so Zhuo's mother stopped: "How can there be any vegetable sellers on the first day of the Lunar New Year? We're ready. You can rest assured that you will celebrate the New Year."

Guixiang smiled, "Okay. Then I'll go out for a walk. The first time I came back to the capital, it was quite rare."

So she went out with her bag.

Wandering around until noon, she returned.

Because they ate too much in the morning, everyone really couldn't eat, so the lunch was simpler, Zhuo's mother cooked a big pot of dumplings, and everyone could take what they needed.

Zhuo's mother greeted Guixiang: "I'm back." Hungry or not? Today, we are making fish dumplings, and a few of your children are eating them while saying that they are not hungry, and look, fifty dumplings are gone."

Guixiang looked a little strange, and she smiled reluctantly, "I'm really not hungry. I'll cook it myself when I'm hungry."

Zhuo's mother was not polite to her, washed the pots and dishes and went back to the house to rest.