Broken wolves

Chapter 79 Father and Son Fighting Wine 2

"Hehe, little naughty, is your name Qiao Yu? Auntie also bought you a gift, do you like it?" Yang Ping took out another small jade pendant in the shape of Guanyin and shook it at Qiao Yu who came out of the room.

Afterwards, Ye Yangjian who followed saw his mother giving out gifts, curled his lips and didn't say anything. Yang Ping had never given him any pendants since he was a child, and he didn't even think about it.

Ouyang Bing, who also met Ye Yangjian's parents for the first time, was even more embarrassed, because of the mission, she had to pretend to be Ye Yangjian's girlfriend.Fortunately, the gentle night mother Yang Ping is not a difficult 'mother-in-law'.In just a short while, the two found an entry point for communication through cosmetics. After talking about fashion and jewelry, the two had become acquainted like good sisters who had known each other for a long time.Ye Yangjian couldn't help but lamented how easy it is to establish a friendship between women, while Ye Wenzhong lamented how much it would cost the two women to go shopping in the afternoon.After Zhan Hao on the side also joined the conversation... In the end, the father and son had to lament together that the friendship between women really depends on different ages and national boundaries. . .

Women chatting with men couldn't get in the way, and the three old men were tragically driven to the kitchen to cook. The house itself is not only a hundred and ten square meters, but the kitchen is even smaller, only a few square meters. Ye Yangjian Two strong men, Ye Wenzhong and Ye Wenzhong, stood inside, and the space to turn around was actually not too big. With the addition of Qiao Yu, a half-sized man, it was really not roomy enough...

"Order! Xiaoyu washes rice and cooks!"

"Oh..." Qiao Yu nodded while holding the rice cooker, blinking his big eyes.

"Order! Xiaojian chops vegetables!"

"Yes! Resolutely complete the task..." Ye Yangjian said while holding a kitchen knife in his hand.

Yewen Zhongle laughed heartily.Put on an apron, turn on the gas stove, add oil to the pot, and start cooking in a decent manner. . .

In most families, women cook, but it doesn't mean that women cook better than men, or why are all the chefs men?Ye Wenzhong actually cooks well.Pink crystal big four Xi meatballs, ruddy five-color dry-roasted fish, farmhouse-style stuffed chicken with small mushrooms, verdant shiitake mushrooms stir-fried vegetables, spicy and delicious mapo tofu, and two more pleasing colors Seasonal vegetables, and finally made a red and yellow tomato and egg soup. The table was full and the room was full of fragrance, which won the unanimous praise of all the women in the room. After everyone sat around the table, the room immediately filled The taste of home.Ye Yangjian secretly admired him from the bottom of his heart for a long time, and decided whether to go to Cui Liang, Xiao Ke, or third uncle, to ask a decent teacher to learn how to cook or something.

Ye Wenzhong dug out a few cardboard boxes from under Yeyangjian's bed. Inside were the good wine left by his father, Ye Zhijun, to his grandson. He took out a bottle at random, and blew off the dust on it several times. Satisfied with the dilapidated packing box, I sniffed it.

"It's a good day today, come and taste the good wine collected by the old fox." Ye Wenzhong said with a big laugh.What he took was a bottle of 'Zhuyeqing' that had been placed in an emerald green color.I don't know how many years it has been stored. When I opened a bottle that was originally full, only two-thirds of it was left.After all, the wine is the fragrance of old~ As soon as the bottle cap was opened, Ye Yangjian felt the wine bug in his stomach awaken instantly, and even Yang Ping, who didn't drink much, nodded with a smile. .

"Aunt Yang, what kind of wine is this? Why is it green in color? And it smells delicious..." Ouyang Bing didn't drink much.Of course, they don't know about Zhuyeqing, a divine product in wine.I just asked this question because I thought the green color was very pleasing and fragrant.

"This, huh, this is Jian'er's grandfather, that is, my father-in-law Ye Zhijun's wine collection. The old man is an old cadre, he has been clean and honest all his life, never took advantage of the country, and has no hobbies, he just likes wine. So his When old friends or colleagues come to visit during the Chinese New Year, they will find a way to bring a few bottles of good wine to the old man. The old man drinks as much as his life, but he really doesn’t drink much. All the good wine is put away and kept for Jianer... "Yang Ping said to Ouyang Bing with a smile as if recalling the past.

"This wine, when I married into the Ye family, the old man said that if I give birth to a boy in the future, then all the wine will be reserved for the grandson's wedding. It cannot be opened until a major wedding. Today we are It's a blessing..." Yang Ping, the mother of the night, looked at her grown son and Ouyang Bing with a smile, and said, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally.

"Auntie~" Ouyang Bing immediately understood Yang Ping's hint when she heard it, her little face was flushed and a little hot.I thought to myself, 'This family is too straightforward! '

"Haha! It seems that we will need a big house soon. How happy a big family is to live together! Come, come, come, eat, eat, and try my handicrafts! Haohao, Xiaoyu, you two should eat more , your Uncle Ye’s dishes are unappetizing to ordinary people, I think this was also a great skill for me to pick up girls at the beginning~’Men go to the kitchen, a new social fashion’~” Ye Wenzhong laughed and poured himself a full glass Drain the head in one gulp.

"Drink slowly~ Drinking like you is a waste of good things. This is Grandpa's wine collection! If you don't understand it, learn to..." Ye Yangjian was very dissatisfied with Ye Wenzhong's lack of respect for wine, so he picked up the wine glass first Guan Zaiwen, after doing enough homework, he raised his head and sucked dry, the movement was exactly the same as that of Ye Wenzhong.Ye Wenzhong looked at his son tossing about for so long, just to pretend to be this b, he suddenly got a black line, curled his lips and said in his heart that your kid just did more foreplay than your father, and the follow-up endurance is the key!

"These two are fighting all day long!" Yang Ping said with a smile after serving dishes to the 'daughter-in-law' and the two little guys.

Zhuyeqing is slightly cool in nature and not high in alcohol content. It is a soft wine and is generally suitable for tasteful elderly people.Everyone tasted something fresh and everyone tasted a little, but the half bottle on the table was not enough for the two of them to toss, and the wine bottomed out in a blink of an eye.Ye Wenzhong was drinking well but the wine was gone, he immediately moved away from the chair and stood up, turned around to get another bottle to drink but was stopped by Ye Yangjian.

"Old man, can't you waste less? Grandpa left me a few boxes, and you drank them all. How can I entertain others when I get married?" Ye Yangjian's heart aches~!I heard from the merchants collecting wine at the gate of the community that this kind of decades-old bamboo leaf green is worth a lot of money now~

"Son, this wine is not enough, it's not a happy thing. Your handsome dad is happy today but the wine is not good, you can figure it out!" Ye Wenzhong took out Da Zhonghua and patted it on the table. said the son.

"Do you really want to drink?" Ye Yangjian raised his eyebrows provocatively.

"Stop talking nonsense, I don't know you yet! Can you bring me some good wine." Ye Wenzhong knew his son too well, and this trick was called playing hard to get.

"Yes! You wait." Ye Yangjian was also unambiguous, went back to the room and found two bottles of 65-degree military Red Star Erguotou from the cabinet, and directly patted them on the table.

"Your uncle~! If you have a grenade, I didn't know how to take it out to honor your handsome father~his sister! Zhuyeqing drank until his mouth faded into a bird~hahahaha..." Ye Wenzhong's eyes turned red when he saw the Bayi Army emblem on the bottle Yes, I really give pillows to sleep!My son is so caring. . .

"Fine!" Ye Yangjian stopped talking, opened a bottle on the spot and took a sip with his head raised. The feeling of burning his throat immediately made his blood boil, and when he put down the bottle, a tear flowed from the corner of his eye.

"Okay! Come on!" Ye Wenzhong's temper is unrepentant~ Especially in front of his own son, he immediately opened his mouth and let out a sigh of relief. . .