Unlimited supplies: Bringing space to the supermarket to keep the right minister

Chapter 137 Is it so hasty?

Sun Wuye is a good old man, a warm-hearted old man, Yu Xiaolian can see it.

Thinking of the coming disaster, Yu Xiaolian intentionally reminded her.

When Sun Wuye was chatting with her grandma, he interjected, "I heard from the old monk in the Yangcheng temple that there will be a severe drought in the north this year, and it will be particularly severe."

Fifth Master Sun glanced at Yu Xiaolian, and said gently, "There was so much snow last winter, how could there be a drought? Do you understand that auspicious snow is a sign of a good year?"

Yu Xiaolian put on an innocent look, "That old monk can predict the future, and many big families in Yangcheng have asked him for fortune-telling. Is Fifth Grandpa better than the old monk?"

Sun Wuye laughed out loud at being teased by Yu Xiaolian, and said loudly that he was much better than the old monk.

Yu Xiaolian reminded him several times, but Sun Wuye thought that he had been a farmer all his life, so he knew at a glance whether the year was good or not, and he said that this year was a good year.

Yu Xiaolian had no choice but to stop bringing up this topic.

Man's fate is destined by God.

Some people, some things, can only be touched so far.

In the evening, Mrs. Sun deliberately cooked a lot of food, which was very rich, and asked Yu Xiaolian to invite Fifth Master Sun and his family over for dinner.

Mrs. Sun cooked six dishes, all of which were served in pots, and all of them contained meat, so if you invite people to dinner, you must eat oily and watery dishes.

Sun asked Yu Xiaolian to take out a few bottles of Laobaigan in the supermarket and pour them into Sun Fengshou's wine gourd, intending to let these men have a drink tonight.

"Go to your fifth grandpa's house to move the stool."

"I still have to get the bowls and chopsticks."

While serving out the dishes, Mrs. Sun instructed Yu Xiaolian and Xiaohuzi.

With the help of a few grandsons from Mr. Sun Wuye's family, they quickly moved the bench over, and then went to fetch the bowls and chopsticks.

A group of little radish heads are like little moving ants, very cheerful.

After the adults had all taken their seats in the house, the tables for their children in the yard were also full.

Yu Xiaolian also put the hanging stove peanuts, melon seeds and nougat on the plate, and distributed the sour plum juice she poured into the water ladle in advance to each child's bowl.

The little grandchildren of Sun Wuye's family had long stared at the meat and vegetables, but Yu Xiaolian didn't sit down, and they didn't dare to pick up the vegetables.

After Yu Xiaolian poured the plum juice for them, she realized that they were all sitting upright, staring straight at the things on the table, but their hands were on their laps and they didn't hold chopsticks.

"Eat! Why don't you eat?"

Yu Xiaolian put braised pork in everyone's bowls, then picked a piece for herself, and ate it.

This meat was made by her mother, and it was made with braised pork sauce from the supermarket. It was always delicious.

"Wow, this meat is so delicious!"

"Yeah, it's much tastier than grandpa's baby salted fish!"

"The ribs are delicious too!"

"It turns out that Aunt Fang's cooking is so delicious. Sister Lian, you are so lucky to be a child of Aunt Fang!"

Yu Xiaolian grinned, she thought so too!

Little Huzi took a sip of sour plum juice, "This is delicious, little sister Lian, can you drink something so delicious every day in Yangcheng?"

"That's it!"

She doesn't really drink sour plum juice, and her favorite is cold beer, but considering that her body is still small, she has never dared to drink it secretly.

"Wow, sister Lian can drink such delicious things every day?"

"Sister Xiao Lian, you are so happy? Is your family still short of children?"

Sun Wuye's youngest grandson said in a childlike voice, "I really want to be Aunt Fang's son, so that I can eat these delicious foods every day."

"I really want to be Aunt Fang's daughter. If I can eat such delicious pork ribs every day, I will die of happiness."

"Then let's finish our meal and go find our bride?"

"Okay, okay!"

"I'll go too, I want to change my wife too."

Yu Xiaolian: "..."

Is it so sloppy?

I don't know how her mother felt when she found out that after a meal, she had several more sons?
Fifth Master Sun's eldest grandson glanced at the youngest siblings. It seems that your buttocks are itchy?

The big ones cast complicated glances at the little ones who were gulping their mouths.

Brothers: eat more this meal, remember the happy time now.

The children ate fast, and soon the little ones were full, and then the little ones checked each other's eyes, and then ran to the adult's table together.

Sun Erji's daughter-in-law and Sun Sanji's daughter-in-law, when they saw their children running over, they were afraid that the children would make trouble and make their father-in-law angry, and they were just about to reach out to hug their own cubs, but they were dodged.

Then he saw his cub go past them, and timidly called out to Sun Chunfang.

"...mother is here!" Sanji's daughter-in-law couldn't help but speak.

Several youngsters said in unison, "We want Aunt Fang to be our mother!"

Could it be that these children were tainted with alcohol and drunk?
Erji's wife and Sanji's wife looked at each other, what should I do?Do you want to fight?

It seems bad to beat a child in someone else's house.

Then go home and call again?
When the two of them made eye contact, the boys had already called Sun Chunfang mother several times, and the calls became more and more smooth.

The one in Sun Erji's family is slightly older, already seven years old, and he still knows how to adopt him, so he begged his own mother to adopt him to Sun Chunfang as a son.

Seeing that his father's face was darkened, Sun Erji put the wine bowl heavily on the spot, got up and walked out with his little boy.

Seeing this, Sun Sanji's daughter-in-law also dragged away her two children.

After a while, symphonies sounded one after another in the courtyard next door.

Up and down, especially miserable.

The little tiger snorted, "Brother Mancang told me just now that their buttocks were itchy, so it meant they were going to be beaten."

"Your mother has cooked so many meals, how about your Aunt Fang cook one?"

"Conquered you with just one meal? See how promising you are?"

"Father, stop beating, I won't continue..."

Sun Manzhi begged for mercy loudly. Although he felt that his mother's one hundred meals were not as good as his Aunt Fang's, he dared not tell the truth. His ass was about to bloom, so it was important to keep his ass first.

A dog doesn't think his family is poor, and a son doesn't think his mother is ugly.

Sun Erji felt that his son was that little greedy dog ​​who could be teased away by anyone else just by taking a piece of meat and bone.

He has to change parents for a meal, this kid will die if he doesn't beat him.

Sun Erji felt that the youngest son must be subdued, otherwise the boy would be easily denied by his relatives for a little food in the future.

Unlike his elder brother who has three sons, he has only one son, and he can't be abducted after a meal.

Sun Sanji's daughter-in-law was just symbolic, and she spanked Manyuan and Yiyi a few times, not as hard as his second brother did. After all, the two children in his family, one is five years old and the other is only three years old.

Although the beating was light, they couldn't help crying loudly. Sun Manyuan and Sun Manyi cried much louder than Sun Manzhi.

It can be said that Sun Manzhi's crying was completely covered.

Sanji's daughter-in-law was speechless, so he slapped their butts lightly twice, thinking how badly they had been beaten.

The two little ones were beaten for no reason, and they felt confused and wanted to cry.

Is it wrong for them to change their mothers?
(End of this chapter)