It took more than an hour.

The little third master finally made the chicken cake.

"Grandma, Aunt Ju, you can taste it."

Seeing that the grandson brought the cake that he had finally made to success in front of him and Chen Ju, Mrs. Chu was moved and surprised at the same time.

"Isn't this for Mianmian to eat?"

Chen Ju smiled and said teasingly: "Little Third Master, you just made a piece, I ate it with the old lady, but there is no stretch." ”

Chu Yu: "Today is a trial work, don't take it to the next door for Mianmian to eat." ”

"Little Third Master, I think the chicken cake you made today is very good, the skin is golden, loose and soft, if you add some cream, it will be similar to the one in the cake shop, why don't you take it next door and give Mianmian a taste?"

Hearing him explain this, Chen Ju didn't understand it even more.

Chu Yu directly stuffed the plate containing the cake into Old Madam Chu's hand.

"Uncle Sansan said, it's more appropriate to send it on Monday next week, grandma Aunt Ju, you eat while it's hot, I'll go back to the house to read."

After answering with a red face, the grandson turned around and fled back to his room.

Old Madam Chu raised her head and looked at Chen Ju with an inquiring look in her eyes.

"Xiaoju, is it Mianmian's birthday next Monday, I haven't heard the little bottle say this."

Chen Ju shook his head slightly.

"It's not Mianmian's birthday, Yongcheng told me that Mianmian's birthday is the New Year."

Old Mrs. Chu: "Then why did Yu'er say that it is more appropriate to send a sponge cake on Monday." ”

After thinking about it for a long time, Chen Ju finally patted his forehead with a sudden realization.

"Old lady, I know, next Monday is the Qixi Festival, and today's young people also call the Qixi Festival Valentine's Day."

Chen Ju walked to the door of the kitchen, glanced at the little third master's house, and made sure that the little third master really went back to the room to read, so he returned to the old lady Chu's side, and continued boldly and confidently: "Our little third master wants to give Mianmian a Valentine's Day gift." ”

That's what happened.

Old Madam Chu listened to Chen Ju's words, and she was really mixed.

Happily, the grandson knew how to please girls at the age of thirteen, and the worry was that the son was almost thirty years old, and he didn't even have a daughter-in-law.

Thinking that the twenty-odd sons were still singles, Old Madam Chu couldn't help but sigh heavily.

"Xiaoju, why don't you say Huai Jing is in a hurry, his nephews have people he likes, he is almost thirty years old, and he is single, if he has half of Yu'er's consciousness, I can hold two grandchildren now, maybe even the little granddaughter has it, listening to the sweet call of the little bottle grandma every day, I am envious."

Chen Ju hurriedly comforted: "Old lady, don't worry about it, the little third master gave a gift to Mianmian, it was taught by the third master, the third master understood it in his heart, but he didn't meet the right person, you waited patiently, maybe one day, the third master will appear in front of you with a girl." ”

Old Madam Chu nodded slightly: "I hope so." ”

At the same time, the old Wang family.

Because it was noon, Chen Huamin's mother and son had lunch at Lao Wang's house.

Lunch was cooked by Chen Dongxiang and Wang Lanhua.

Because he didn't know that Chen Huamin's mother and son were here today, Chen Dongxiang only fried four vegetarian dishes, beat two eggs, and added some multigrain rice with some buds.

The plate for the rice and vegetables was pitch black, and it looked like it hadn't been washed, and the table was also pitch black, with some mildew spots on the chopsticks, and dust on the stools.

"Mother-in-law, future uncle, come over for dinner."

Zhang Ruhua invited Chen Huamin's mother and son with a smile on her face.

"Because I didn't know that you were coming today, there was nothing to prepare at home, and I asked my mother-in-law and future uncle not to be surprised."

At that time in the large collective economy, Chen Huamin had also gone to the ground, worked hard, and had suffered hardships, but she didn't think there was anything when she ate coarse tea and light rice, but she followed Zhang Ruhua to the dining table, and saw the dust on the bench, the mildew spots on the chopsticks, and the black bowl on the table, Chen Huamin frowned suddenly, took a deep breath, and after struggling in his heart, he sat down on the bench in front of him.

Taking advantage of the fact that the people of the old Wang family didn't pay attention to him, Chen Huamin turned his face sideways, glared at his son fiercely, and scolded Yang Shuo in his heart.

Look, this is the person you're looking for, a lazy family.

"Mom, why don't you have meat, I want to eat meat, I want to eat meat."

Chen Huamin was feeling very good in her heart, and Wang Xiaojun, who was sitting opposite her, slapped the table and made a fuss.

Wang Xiaojun saw that there was no meat on the table, and while crying, he smashed the bowl and chopsticks.

As soon as he made a fuss, Zhang Ruhua's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law circled around him.

Zhang Ruhua was busy holding her baby grandson in her arms and coaxing.

"Ouch, my little ancestor, there are guests here today, don't make trouble, you want to eat meat, wait for the market day, grandma will buy it for you."

Yang Shuo got up from the quilt in the morning and was dragged by Chen Huamin to Xiushui Village, at the moment he was so hungry that his stomach was gurgling, and when he saw a plate of leek omelette on the table, he was about to stretch out his chopsticks, when he saw Chen Dongxiang, who was sitting opposite, directly took the plate of leek eggs up, and then poured the whole plate of leek eggs into the bowl in front of Wang Xiaojun.

"Xiaojun is good, although there is no meat, but my mother made you a leek omelette."

"Sister-in-law, there are guests here."

Wang Lanhua was so ashamed that her face was red, and she felt that her face had been lost by Chen Dongxiang's mother and son.

Chen Dongxiang didn't feel embarrassed at all, but looked at Chen Huamin's mother and son and laughed happily.

"The child is growing and needs to supplement nutrition, which makes Director Chen and Yang Shuo smile."

Chen Dongxiang said with a smile as he picked up the bowl and fed Wang Xiaojun one bite at a time.

Seeing that Chen Huamin's mother and son didn't move their chopsticks, Chen Dongxiang pointed to the table with the chopsticks that fed Wang Xiaojun and said, "Director Chen, Yang Shuo, you hurry up and eat, don't see outside." ”

The only decent dishes all went into the little fat bowl, and I was eating a fart.

Yang Shuo complained dissatisfiedly in his heart, regretting it very much.

He shouldn't have compromised and came to Xiushui Village to propose marriage.

Chen Huamin was also full of anger.

The people of this old Wang family are not only sloppy, but also have no etiquette for hospitality, and being in-laws with such a person is really a blood mold for eight lifetimes.

"I'm not hungry, you can eat."

Yang Shuo couldn't bear it, holding a black bowl, holding moldy chopsticks, and barely picking up a bowl of rice with green vegetables and radishes.

Chen Huamin couldn't stay any longer, and saw that Wang Chunsheng put down the dishes and chopsticks, and hurriedly opened his mouth to explain today's intention.

"Comrade Wang Chunsheng, I came here with Shuo'er today to discuss with your family the marriage between Shuo'er and Wang Lanhua."

Since rolling in the mountains with Yang Shuo, Wang Lanhua has been waiting for the people of the Yang family to propose marriage every day, and now when she heard Chen Huamin's words, she was so excited that her eyes widened suddenly, and she looked at Chen Huamin fixedly.

(End of chapter)