The Way of the Peasant Mother-in-law

Seeing that Mrs. Li's reaction was so quick, Zhulan's eyes were full of smiles. Mrs. Li's reaction speed gradually increased, not bad, not bad.

Dong shi kept pressing the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief, and the ridiculousness still came out. She found that the conversation between mother and sister-in-law was more interesting than a book!

Mingrui giggled and laughed very happily. Zhulan was holding Mingrui. This kid was watching Li's wrinkled bun face and laughed, "Come on, call grandma, grandma."

Mingrui is a smart baby, he knows how to call him, no matter how much you tease him, he won't call him again.

Mingrui just didn't open his mouth, clapping his little hands happily, Zhu Lan lit the little guy's nose, "Your family are all human sperm."

Li shi sat on the side depressed, watching her daughter play with her own, even more depressed, how could this girl follow the temper of the child's father, it's not like she is more likely to please her mother-in-law, let's look at the second family The young boy, he knew that he made his mother-in-law laugh after a little more work. The mother-in-law was right, the second child and the whole family are all human sperm.

Dong shi reached out, "Mother, give me a hug."

Zhulan handed it to Mr. Dong, "It's a little heavy."

Dong shi took it carefully. She likes children, but unfortunately, her nephews and nieces do not live with her, nor are they close to her. Speaking of which, she and her sister are not close either. The first time my sister married, she was not born yet. , When my sister got married for the second time, they were farther away, and my sister didn't go home from time to time. I really didn't have deep feelings. The more reliable relationship was born from one father and mother.

Therefore, she is not willing to go to her sister's house, not only because her husband is white, but also because of the big age difference between the sisters, they can't talk together.

Zhulan watched Dong's teasing the children. Dong was a patient. Zhulan felt that Chang Lian was lucky. His wife was virtuous and benefited three generations of children. Chang Lian found a treasure.

Seeing that her mother likes to tease children, Mrs. Li couldn't help touching her stomach. She didn't know if she had worked hard for so long.

At noon, Zhou Shuren didn't come back, and Zhulan knew that if she hadn't passed the exam, she would have gone home long ago.

Li Shi was much more shrewd, grinned, and finally had the mood to play with the shelf of growing vegetables.

It was getting dark in the afternoon, and Zhou Shuren came back with Rong Chuan and Mingyun.

Zhulan was holding the hot wine, "Look, I specially asked my second son to buy the good wine back. The wine is hot, and I will wait for you to come back for dinner!"

Zhou Shuren rolled up his sleeves, "Let's wash our hands first, you go in, it's very cold outside."

"Hey!"

Zhulan put the wine on the man's table and returned to her seat. To celebrate the first happy event in Pingzhou tonight, each room took money from their private rooms to add a dish, and Mrs. Li went to For the pork trotters in sauce bought in the restaurant, Zhao asked Zhou Lao Er to go to the market to buy cabbage and leeks. Dong was the richest and the most generous, and bought a stewed goose back, a large pot, divided into two tables The meat in the two small pots is also spiky.

Zhulan swallowed her saliva in dissatisfaction, and stewed the big goose. It's a pity that no one raises the goose in the village near her hometown. There are many big goose raised in the south, and ducks and chickens are more willing to raise in the north. , Because the big geese are too delicate when they are young, and they are not easy to raise. The temperature in the north changes greatly, and gradually few people raise them.

Zhulan has eaten twice in ancient times, once in Pingzhou, brought back from a restaurant by Zhou Shuren, and once in a restaurant in the county. When she moved to Pingzhou, she was still thinking about when to eat again. Thinking of Dong's buying it.

The stewed goose is very famous, but the price is also very touching, half a tael of silver is too expensive!

Zhou Shuren washed his hands and came in and saw the big goose at a glance. He was also greedy. There were many chefs in ancient times. The chefs of each restaurant have their own unique skills. Stewed goose is a signature dish. He has eaten in two restaurants. All done well.

Zhou Shuren sat down and said: "Tomorrow Rongchuan and Mingyun went to the academy to study, and they came back late today. They were listening to the academy. Okay, let's have dinner!"

Saying that, Zhou Shuren's chopsticks caught the goose meat. He kept staring at the whole piece of meat. When eating a big goose, he didn't like to chew on the bones, so he liked to eat the eastern meat. There is so much meat in the big goose, only the meat can be eaten. Enjoyable.

Since Boss Zhou felt that he knew his father's private side, he looked at his father who was swiftly sandwiching meat. He was inexplicably not afraid. "

Zhou Shuren stared at the goose bladder root in the bowl. Live meat is live meat. It's delicious, but it's not easy to chew. He thought to himself, the boss really has no eyesight, didn't he see that he only eats meat?

Zhou Lao Er didn't know what the eldest brother was smoking, only that his father only liked to eat meat, and he couldn't save the eldest brother even if he wanted to.

Zhou Shuren took a sip of wine, "Boss!"

Boss Zhou, "...Father."

His intuition told him that his father was also his mother in private, and had nothing to do with him. His father was still his father, but it was a pity that he understood it a little late.

Zhou Shuren smiled, "You see that Mingyun has entered the academy, and Mingteng should also go to the academy this winter. You are the father of two children, and you have been studying hard for so long. Today, my father is happy. I will take the opportunity to take the test. Test you, come, write poetry with the root of the goose."

"Cough cough."

Chang Lian was choking on the wine. He knew that he would not drink and watch the show, and he would easily hurt himself. When he saw his father looking over, he immediately lowered his head, fearing that his father would also pull him.

Changzhi looked at his father with inexhaustible words. It was really a shame that he could think of it. He even wrote poems with goose roots. If you kill him, don't use goose roots to write poems!

Rong Chuan lowered his head and looked at the rice in the bowl. Well, the steamed buns today are happy to see the sister-in-law. There is more white flour mixed in than usual.

Mingyun opened his mouth and finally closed it. It wasn't that he didn't help his father. It was because his grandfather was obviously repairing his father. It was okay for me to repair my son. His grandson should be more honest.

Zhulan continued to watch the show while eating the big goose. Zhou Shuren didn't like chewing on bones. She liked it.

Boss Zhou's face was flushed red, how could he write poetry, no, it was a complete goose, he also didn't know how to write poetry, he had read a lot of books, but writing poetry was very difficult for him.

Zhou Shuren asked, "Can't do it?"

Boss Zhou, UU reading www.uukanshu.com "...En."

Zhou Shuren put the wing root in the bowl into the boss's bowl, "Eat it, since you can't make it, then eat it. Also, look at what you will do in the future, and you will be doing it if you understand it."

Boss Zhou couldn't react any longer. He was too stupid. Dad didn't like to eat buns, "Dad, I remember."

"By the way, Dad will tell you to do something again, aren't you growing vegetables? From tomorrow onwards, write down what you do every day. When the vegetables grow, I want the whole process of growth. You can observe and write carefully. Be careful, I want to see."

Boss Zhou, "..."

Dad definitely didn't find that he could lean on the wall again, but to hone his observation. This is the dad he knows. The impression of yesterday's dad has been blurred!

The food at Zhulan's table was very good. Zhulan looked at Li and didn't care about the boss at all. Now the boss is not as attractive as goose meat, and silently sympathized with the boss.

(End of this chapter)