Wen Qiuning came in with fried zucchini, and Wen Qin also followed with a pot of chicken soup.

Wen Qiuning was wearing a pink plaid apron, probably because of a busy afternoon, and a few strands of hair were scattered next to her ears.

Yu Xiangyang felt that this kind of Wen Qiuning was quite comfortable, less cold than before, and a little more pyrotechnic.

"Everybody's coming over for dinner." Wen Qiuning beckoned everyone to sit down at the table.

Today's dish is the most hearty, with chicken soup, braised pork knuckles, stir-fried meat with chili, stir-fried leeks, stir-fried zucchini, and a dish of spicy cabbage.

Wen Qiuning introduced these people to Wen Qin.

When she heard that An An and Keke were both Cheng Jingmo and Yu Xiangnian's children, Wen Qin couldn't help but glance at Yu Xiangyang a few more times.

This uncle is not bad.

Wen Qin said: "Ning Ning often told me in letters that her teachers and classmates were very good to her in college, and I thank you for taking such good care of Ning Ning." ”

Yu Xiangyang listened, glanced at Wen Qiuning with some disdain, and just happened to see her, the two collided and quickly separated.

Yu Xiangyang said, am I not good to her? Why only mention the teacher and classmates, but not him?

"No, no, Wen Qiuning often helps us." Yu Xiangnian said politely.

Wen Qin said again: "Ning Ning, this child, is less talkative and stubborn, fortunately, he has met some good people along the way, not only was he admitted to college, but he also made so many friends!" ”

As soon as everyone heard this, they knew that Wen Qin didn't know anything about what Wen Qiuning had encountered in the village and school.

Also, the sign of a person's maturity is to report good news to his parents but not bad news.

Parents can't help much, and speaking out will only make them anxious and sad, and only add to their troubles.

Everyone has a tacit understanding not to mention those unhappy things.

Yu Xiangyang ate the plate of leeks in front of him, and silently muttered in his heart: Ning Ning? Ningning? That sounds like a good name.

Wen Qin noticed that Yu Xiangyang only ate the dish in front of her, thinking that he was embarrassed to pick up the vegetables, she scooped a spoonful of chicken soup with meat and soup.

"Classmate Yu, I'll scoop some soup for you."

Yu Xiangyang was also polite, and handed over the bowl, "Thank you, Auntie." ”

"You like to eat leeks, next time I come to eat, I'll buy more." Wingen said.

Cheng Jing glanced at Yu Xiangyang beside him.

This kid often told him that leeks are not as delicious as leeks, why do you eat so much today?

Cheng Jingmo also took a chopstick leek and tasted it, and it tasted like that.

Everyone chatted while eating, and the atmosphere was also lively.

When he first came into contact, Yu Xiangnian felt that Wen Qin was quite talkative, which was different from Wen Qiuning's personality.

From the small talk, it was learned that Wen Qin was only forty years old this year, which made everyone secretly shocked.

On the one hand, Wen Qin looked much older than her actual age, and Yu Xiangnian thought she was about fifty years old.

On the other hand, Wen Qiuning is twenty-one years old this year, which means that Wen Qin gave birth to Wen Qiuning at the age of nineteen.

Although it is said that having children at the age of seventeen or eighteen is also common in rural areas, the question is what about Wen Qiuning's father?

Yu Xiangnian and Wen Qiuning were the closest people, and they had never heard her mention half a word about her father.

I don't know if she is dead or gone, but at least it is certain that Wen Qiuning has a shadow in her heart, rejection and disgust for her father!

During the meal just now, Wen Qin scooped the two chicken legs to the two children.

An An ate half of it, I don't know if I can't eat it, or if I think of Yu Xiangyang, he walked up to Yu Xiangyang with a chicken leg in his small hands, "Uncle, eat." ”

Yu Xiangyang wrinkled his nose at him, gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle doesn't eat it!" ”

"Oh." An An came to Cheng Jingmo again, "Dad, eat." ”

Cheng Jingmo caught half a chicken leg with a bowl, "Thank you, finish the meal, no leftovers." ”

"Hmm." An An walked over to his small stool again and continued to eat.

Lin also said mockingly to Yu Xiangyang: "Yu Xiangyang, don't you know what to do, such a good thing, An An will honor you first, and then it will be my brother's turn!" ”

Yu Xiangyang put a piece of pig's feet in her bowl and wanted to block her mouth, "Eat some pig's feet to make up for it, and you will have more strength to ride a bicycle!" ”

Although he knew that An An was giving him delicious food, in front of Wen Qiuning and them, how could he eat half of the leftover chicken legs!

Lin also said: "Why can't you correct it, this is called a pig's hand!" ”

"What hands does a pig have?" Yu Xiangyang argued, "Pig's feet! ”

"The first two feet of the pig are called pig feet, and the back two feet are called pig feet!" Lin also said that he did not admit defeat.

"You said the two feet in front, so it's not called a pig's hand!" Yu Xiangyang continued the debate.

Lin also stiffened his neck, and he had to argue a result, "Because it's the first two, it's a pig's hand!" ”

Yu Xiangyang: "The first two are hands? So how come there are no dog hands? Cat hands? ”

Wen Qiuning listened to their debate, wanted to laugh, and endured it.

Cheng Jingmo, Yu Xiangnian and Xiaojie are not surprised, anyway, the two have to debate about a certain issue from time to time.

"Pigs are special!" Lin also said.

"How special?" Yu Xiangyang said, "Can you write? ”

Wen Qiuning couldn't hold back any longer and snorted.

Fortunately, she turned her head in time, and the rice squirted all over the floor.

Yu Xiangyang is really naïve!

What's there to argue about this, just call it pig's hands and feet, it's over anyway.

Lin also said: "Otherwise, let the comments here be whether it is a pig's hand or a pig's foot!" ”

Yu Xiangnian didn't even look at them, and said without any tone: "We don't judge, you go and ask the pig, it has the right to speak." ”

At this time, the two of them were quiet, glanced at each other with disdain, and ate separately.

Wen Qiuning couldn't stop laughing when she heard Yu Xiangnian's words.

Their family is so humorous!

Yu Xiangnian remembered that Cheng Jingmo bought the pig's left foot.

Naturally, Cheng Jingmo was also thinking about this.

Cheng Jingmo sandwiched a piece of pig's feet for Yu Xiangnian, "You eat a piece." ”

Cheng Jingmo was afraid of causing a confrontation between Yu Xiangyang and Lin Ye again, he only dared to say that he would eat a piece, but he didn't dare to say that he would eat a piece of pig's feet or pig's hands.

Yu Xiangnian took a bite and asked, "Is this the left or right side of the pig?" ”

Yu Xiangnian was also afraid.

Cheng Jingmo: "Left." ”

"Hahaha..." Wen Qiuning couldn't hold back her laughter.

Today is the funniest thing she has ever heard, whether it is a pig's hand or a pig's foot, and whether it is a left foot or a right foot.

Yu Xiangyang: "..."

Seeing Wen Qiuning smiling, he also felt a little like laughing.

Don't say it, Wen Qiuning is so cute when she laughs.