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"good."

Meng Wantang looked regretful.

"You said, if you weren't injured, you could still eat a spicy hand-shredded rabbit. I learned this dish from someone else."

Lu Qingye likes spicy food and can’t live without it.

As passers-by passed by, Lu Qingye whispered, "There are so many rabbits. Let's make a spicy one, and you can make other flavors for the others, okay? I'll help you."

Meng Wantang laughed inwardly.

She knew he couldn't bear it.

"No, you are injured and can't eat spicy food. This is a punishment." Although Meng Wantang was a doctor, he still felt very uncomfortable and suffocated when he saw the wounds on his body, and his emotions were a little out of control.

She controlled herself well at the time and didn't show it in front of him, but that doesn't mean she didn't care.

"Try not to get hurt next time." Lu Qingye couldn't guarantee it.

Meng Wantang stamped her feet in anger: "You are a person who can't comfort me?"

Lu Qingye: "I don't want to lie to you."

Meng Wantang was so angry that she ignored him and walked ahead.

Hearing the footsteps behind her, Meng Wantang felt uncomfortable again.

He is such a simple man.

Not good at sweet talk, just action.

He didn't lie to her, didn't lie to other women, and only cared about the country, his mission, and his family. She and the children occupied a very important position in his heart, but the country was supreme in his heart, above everything else.

He would rather sacrifice himself for the country.

How could she hate such a man?

After returning home, Tang started to prepare the ingredients, one by one, and made the most difficult and longest ones first.

Bring to a simmer.

After just over an hour, the smell wafted out and it was really overwhelming.

The rabbit meat has also been processed.

There was a sound of car outside, and soon the children came running in.

Before anyone could see their shadow, they could hear them shouting, "Mom, I'm back!"

Meng Wantang looked up and said to the window, "Have you finished your homework?"

The footsteps coming towards him suddenly stopped, and time seemed to freeze. Gou Sheng returned to his room dejectedly, carrying his schoolbag.

They lived in the yard next door to Lin Su.

Meng Wantang and Lu Qingye live in this small courtyard.

The yard over there is big, and everyone lives in different yards without interfering with each other.

"Hurry up, mom asked if I had done my homework. I didn't dare to say anything, so I went back to do my homework quickly. I'll be done by dinner time later."

Gousheng smelled the aroma and sniffed helplessly: "It's delicious! If I hadn't finished my homework, I would have wanted to go over and help mom taste it and give her some suggestions."

It must have been hard work for Gousheng to be able to express his craving for food in such a tactful way.

Goudan handed the schoolbag over and Gousheng helped to take it. Gousheng took two steps and found that there was no one behind him. He turned around and saw Goudan walking towards the kitchen.

"Brother, what are you doing? Brother! Brother!!!"

Gousheng shouted desperately, but Goudan acted as if he didn't hear him.

Meng Wantang heard the footsteps, saw Goudan, and said with a smile: "Can you try the ribs and see if it tastes okay?"

"Ah."

Goudan lifted the lid of the casserole, picked up a piece of pork ribs with chopsticks and put it in the bowl, then covered the lid again and stood at the door to taste it carefully.

"delicious."

Meng Wantang: "Is it salty?"

"The taste is a little strong." said Goudan.

"It's better to have it saltier. I was afraid you would get sick of it if you ate too much. So I fried it for a long time to get rid of all the oil. I also made it a bit stronger in flavor. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to finish two pieces."

After Meng Wantang finished explaining, she scooped out a small bowl and said, "Take it and share it with my brothers to try."

"Oh."

Goudan went out carrying the spareribs.

Gousheng was so angry that he was in a unilateral cold war with Goudan, but when he saw Goudan carrying the pork ribs out, he came over without saying a word.

"Brother, you are so awesome!"

"Do your homework after eating. Mom made a lot of delicious food today. If you can't finish it, you probably won't have anything to eat." Goudan was not threatening.

Not finishing homework is a big problem.

Meng Wantang would never give in when it was time to be strict.

Not doing homework is a big problem.

Gousheng, holding a pork chop in his mouth, skipped back to do his homework. He didn't do any homework, but he did finish some of it. He didn't write any of the diaries that the teacher asked him to write.

In a moment he would finish writing three diary entries in a row.

There were still voices in the yard. Meng Wantang looked outside and saw that Lu Zhennan had also come over. He was carrying something in his hands. I don't know what it was, but there were several large and small bags.

Lu Qingye reached out to take it, but was stopped by Lu Zhennan.

He glanced at Lan Youyi implicitly, and Lu Qingye took a small package and walked behind with Lu Zhennan.

After Lan Youyi walked away, Lu Zhennan asked in a low voice: "Is your injury serious?"

"fine."

When Lu Qingye and Lu Zhennan talked, they didn't seem like father and son, but rather like superiors and subordinates.

"Your mother doesn't know. If she knew, she would definitely blame me. You should have a good rest during this period and don't have to go to work." Lu Zhennan was relieved to see that his son was fine.

He wanted to come over when he got the news, but he was worried that Lan Youyi would find out something was wrong, so he kept enduring.

"No need to rest."

Lu Zhennan: "You have to rest. Otherwise I will tell your mother."

Lu Qingye: "..."

After a while, Lu Qingye delivered the things, returned to the kitchen, and complained to Meng Wantang.

"Do you think he's being too extreme?"

Meng Wantang didn't stand on his side this time: "Not too much at all."

"Late night."

"Spicy Shredded Rabbit, do you want to eat it?"

Lu Qingye didn't say a word and sat on a small stool to help light the fire.

His cooking skills are not as good as Meng Wantang's, but his ability to light a fire is absolutely first-class.

Meng Xun, who had not been seen for a long time, also came back at dinner time.

Meng Wantang used three rabbits to make spicy hand-shredded rabbit, and the other two were not spicy, mainly for the children. The adults in the family can eat spicy food, and they all said it was good after tasting it.

Lin Su also ate a few bites secretly, but Meng Wantang pretended not to see it.

There are many people in the family, and they have big appetites, so there are only a few rabbits. But there are plenty of ribs and pork. It's good for a multi-employee family, with sufficient resources.

All her dishes are prepared in large quantities.

Children need to eat well, and adults need to eat well too.

Can't eat without enjoying it.

Adults obviously like to eat meat, but in order to get their children to eat more, they will only take a few bites themselves, or even not eat a single bite.

Meng Wantang was worried that something like this might happen, so she made spicy and non-spicy dishes. The children couldn't eat the spicy ones, so the adults had to eat them.

"Don't leave any, eat it all. Otherwise there's nowhere to put the standing basin."

After Meng Wantang finished speaking, the adults, who had originally intended to leave some for the children, ate up all the dishes.

Everyone enjoyed the meal very much.

Lu Zhennan didn't go back, he lived here. He and Meng Xun had a lot to talk about, they sat in the front room, drinking tea and chatting.

Lan Youyi, Lin Su and others were washing dishes in the kitchen.

Meng Wantang wanted to help but was pushed out.

She turned around, looked at Lu Qingye standing behind her and asked, "Why didn't you go to accompany Dad and the others?"

“They hate me.”

"Dislike you? I can't do that?"

Lu Qingye pulled her out and said, "It's mainly because what they talked about is not suitable for me to listen to. My position is too low, and I am not on the same level as them."