Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 580 Married to an Ancestor (four more)

"This holiday, your third brother and fifth brother each sent two catties of pork belly in the morning."

"I used soy sauce to braise four catties of meat in a pot, just waiting for you to eat!"

Tan said while picking.

Soon, all the lean meat in the pot was in the bowl, full of it.

"Come on, Meier, eat while it's hot."

Yang Huamei drooled as she looked at the Hei Qiuqiu's braised pork in the bowl.

He didn't say anything polite to Mrs. Tan, just picked up the chopsticks and licked them into his mouth.

Mrs. Tan watched from the side with a smile, her face full of relief.

"time to eat!"

Tan yelled towards the door of the east room.

Old Yangtou was sitting at the table of the Eight Immortals, sorting out the dry shredded tobacco that Bao Suyun sent some time ago.

Hearing Tan's shout, he put away the shredded tobacco unhurriedly.

Over there, Mrs. Tan has already entered the house with vegetables.

An open big bowl filled with a bowl of braised pork.

At a glance, Hei Qiuqiu's meat was still covered with soybeans in the sauce.

In addition, there is a bowl of potatoes that are burnt like puree.

Two bowls of multigrain rice.

Two pairs of chopsticks, a small pot of Shaodaozi wine.

"Where's Mel?"

Old Yangtou saw Mrs. Tan go over and close the door, walked to the table and sat down.

Can't help asking.

Mrs. Tan glanced at Old Yang's head, and said angrily: "You see her pushing her away every once in a while, how dare you stay here for too long, and go back to Lao Wang's house to be a filial daughter-in-law!"

After finishing speaking, Mrs. Tan picked up the chopsticks, put a chopstick of mashed potatoes on the head of the rice, and pulled it up.

Old Yang didn't say anything more, he picked up his chopsticks and prepared to eat.

I picked up a chopstick, it was fat meat.

Another chopstick, still fat.

Old Yang was puzzled and rummaged through the bowl.

Then, he asked Tan: "Why isn't this meat half skinny? What's going on?"

Tan groaned: "I ate it, you kill me!"

Old Yang was so angry that he slapped his chopsticks on the table: "I'm asking you something, can you talk well?"

Tan rolled her eyelids: "I picked it up for Meier to eat."

"what?"

Old Yang was surprised.

"How can she eat so much?" he asked.

Tan said angrily: "The more meat the better, why can't we eat it? Besides, our Mei'er is growing up!"

"What?"

Old Yang was stunned.

Raising her finger and pointing to the door: "With her physique, is she still tall? It's not good to be too fat, and it's not good for her body either!"

Old Yang nodded.

"The last time I came back from the restaurant, I broke my stomach."

"Did you forget Doctor Yihechuna's advice?"

"He said that Mei'er has to be thinner, and if he gets fatter, there will be something wrong with his body..."

"Snapped!"

Tan also slapped the chopsticks heavily on the table.

"It's a blessing to be able to eat. Our daughter hasn't eaten anything good since she was a child." Tan said with red eyes.

"Our kind of family is not the old wealthy landlord who feeds his daughter with ginseng and bird's nest."

"In a family like ours, if the daughter is too full, she will eat some fish, meat, chicken and duck."

"Are you a father like this? Dislike your daughter for getting fat? Are you still a real father?" Tan asked repeatedly.

Seeing this, Lao Yang knew that she would not listen to her when she tried to reason with Tan.

Sighing, he picked up his chopsticks and ate in silence.

Tan wiped away a few more tears, complained a lot, and then picked up the rice bowl and ate.

The fat tastes bad, and the potatoes have no oil.

Old Yang's chewing was very boring.

The old woman used to be good at cooking, but since her third daughter-in-law came in, she hasn't cooked for more than ten years.

This culinary skill has now plummeted.

Old Yangtou ate a few mouthfuls hastily, drank two mouthfuls of wine, threw the bowl and chopsticks out and ran out the door.

Old Wang's side.

When Wang Hongquan and Wang Shuanzi came back from burning incense on the mountain, they saw Mrs. Shuanzi busying in the kitchen by herself.

Washing and cutting vegetables and stuffing firewood, the woman is as busy as a spinning top.

Shuanzi felt sorry for his mother, and asked her, "Where did Yang Huamei go? Before going up the mountain, didn't you tell her to stay at home and help mother cook?"

Shuanzi Niang gave Wang Shuanzi a loving smile.

"You don't need her help, as long as she plays happily and treats you well, mother will be content."

Wang Shuanzi remained silent.

When other people marry a daughter-in-law, they give birth to a baby and share the housework with their mother.

But himself, he married an ancestor bodhisattva and came back to make offerings.

Wang Shuanzi was annoyed.

"Where did she play?" he asked.

Shuan Ziniang was stunned: "I'm afraid she has returned to her mother's house."

Wang Shuanzi turned around and left the kitchen, and Shuanzi's mother asked, "Shuanzi, where are you going?"

"Come to her house and help mother cook."

"Shuanzi, don't go..."

Mrs. Shuanzi came over and grabbed Wang Shuanzi.

"Your mother-in-law doesn't want to see you. If you go, you will be scolded, so stay home!" said Shuan Ziniang.

Wang Shuanzi also hesitated.

When he returned home in three dynasties, his father-in-law treated him well.

But the mother-in-law, Mrs. Tan, didn't even glance at him.

He took the initiative to greet her, and she turned her face away, muttering that he was 'ugly'.

"Mom, then I'll stuff the firewood for you."

As Wang Shuanzi said, he went back to the stove, sat at the door of the stove, and helped Mrs. Shuanzi cook and stuff the fire.

When the rice was almost ready, Yang Huamei came back.

Burping and humming a little song.

As soon as he entered the yard, he poked his head towards the kitchen.

"Mom, I'm back. Is the meal ready?" She asked immediately.

Shuanzi's mother hurriedly said: "It's ready, just about to send Shuanzi away, you called your family to eat!"

"Huh? Embolus is back? Where is it?"

Yang Huamei asked, turning her neckless neck to look around.

"Don't look, I'm here."

Wang Shuanzi stood up from the stove door with a dark face.

Yang Huamei grinned at Wang Shuanzi: "What are you doing, hiding at the door of the stove, I can't even see you!"

Wang Shuanzi's face turned even darker.

Just about to reprimand Yang Huamei for not doing her job properly and playing around like crazy.

Shuan Ziniang hurriedly said: "Mei'er, go and talk to your father-in-law, let's set the table for dinner!"

"Eat? Okay, I'm just hungry!"

Yang Huamei responded, and happily ran to the main room, shaking her hands.

Still shouting to Wang Hongquan excitedly: "Father, set up the table, set up the table, let's serve dinner..."

Looking at his daughter-in-law's insane look.

Shuan Ziniang was angry and funny at the same time.

She turned around and sighed.

"Compared to those shrewd daughter-in-laws who are full of bad things, Mei'er is not bad. She is like a child, and she is easy to get rid of."

Shuan Ziniang said while holding the chopsticks and bowl.

"But sometimes looking at her young appearance, my mother is worried."

"Your father and I are both alive now, so it's okay to protect you."

"In the future, when we close our eyes and kick our feet, we will communicate with each other, at home and outside, what will happen!"

Hearing his mother's words, Wang Shuanzi was also speechless.

Who said no, is such a daughter-in-law still a daughter-in-law?

The food came to the table quickly.

Because of the festival, Shuan Ziniang also weighed two catties of pork belly to cook and serve as a tooth sacrifice for the family.

Shuan Ziniang stayed in the kitchen and hadn't come yet.

Wang Shuanzi came to the table with the rice, and Wang Hongquan sat at the head and poured the wine.

Yang Huamei was sitting across from him, and the pair of chopsticks had already penetrated into the meat bowl.

Pick that lean meat to eat.

(End of this chapter)