Transmigrated into the fat wife of the future prime minister

Chapter 140 Can't Squeeze In
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Xu Qingmeng stood up: "You're here! Come in quickly, we've been waiting for you."

Jiang Mingyu said, "I'm really sorry, we were delayed by some things, and I apologize to everyone three times."

Huang Boyang waved his hand: "No need to be so polite, let's eat first, it's getting cold."

You have no idea how agonizing it was for him to sit in front of such a table of delicious food, unable to eat and only able to look.

Jiang Mingyu smiled, then pulled Sun Jingyi to her seat.

Xu Qingmeng thought that Xiao Yuanbao was hungry, so she got up and scooped some minced meat and steamed egg for him, saying, "This was made especially for him, give Yuanbao more to eat."

"Okay, thank you so much, Mengniang."

She took the small bowl from Xu Qingmeng, then held Yuanbao in her arms and fed him little by little.

Soon, the little Yuanbao, who had just been feeling dejected, immediately perked up. His big eyes crinkled with laughter as he waved his arms and legs and cheerfully shouted, "Eat, eat!"

Judging from his appearance, Xu Qingmeng knew he was definitely a foodie.

She couldn't help but laugh, then thought of Yun Sheng and Yun Mo at home, wondering how they were doing.

The square table was occupied by three families, each with their own members. One family sat on one side, while Huang Boyang and Zhou Yuanjia, both bachelors, sat together. The table was packed full of people.

Xu Qingmeng glanced at Gu Yunyi without showing any emotion. Gu Yunyi gently squeezed her hand and said softly, "Let's eat."

As he spoke, he first placed a piece of fish on her plate.

Xu Qingmeng could only suppress her doubts, then glanced at Yuanbao who was happily eating, and began to eat as well.

Huang Boyang and Zhou Yuanjia had both eaten Xu Qingmeng's cooking before, and were both mentally prepared.

However, the remaining few people were eating it for the first time, and they were all amazed after taking a bite, as if they had never eaten any of the dishes they had before.

Nowadays, people no longer pay attention to dining etiquette, manners, or manners; all you can hear is the sound of chopsticks hitting the plate and the sound of chewing.

I was planning to drink and talk, but all I heard was the constant chopsticks piling up food and a barrage of compliments.

Xu Qingmeng made very large portions of each dish. The stewed chicken with potatoes was served in a huge basin, a whole basin full. Even so, after the meal, only empty plates were left on the table, and even the sweet potato rice soup was all drunk up.

After finishing his meal, Zhou Yuanjia lazily slumped in his chair, rubbing his stomach with one hand and holding a cup of iced tea in the other, and couldn't help but say, "So comfortable."

Fang Ziheng wiped Xiao Yuanbao's mouth and said, "Gu Niangzi's cooking skills are truly remarkable."

Hui Niang teased him from the side, "I don't know who said that you shouldn't eat too much for dinner, or you'll get indigestion. Well, you've definitely eaten too much and can't get up now."

Fang Ziheng was quite helpless. He glanced at his wife and thought, "She really is a fool. With so many people around, all she does is expose my shortcomings."

Huang Boyang sighed with emotion, "It's been a long time since I've had a meal cooked by Madam Gu. I really miss it. I feel that Madam Gu's cooking skills have improved a lot."

Xu Qingmeng was embarrassed by everyone's praise, and her face turned red. She said, "Oh, no, it's all thanks to Huiniang. Otherwise, how could I have made such a big table?"

"No way, with my skills, I can only do odd jobs and chop vegetables. Your skills are much better. Otherwise, with my skills, I probably wouldn't even have food to eat by tomorrow," Hui Niang said.

"My family has a pork stall, and a few years ago we opened a restaurant. To be honest, don't let my wife's appearance fool you. Although she can't cook, she has incredible strength and knife skills. It's no exaggeration to say that most women can't match her."

"What, you think I can't cook? Well, all these years, I haven't let you starve to death." Hui Niang glared at him, annoyed.

"Boiled noodles, at least they're cooked through, we won't starve." Fang Ziheng took Xiao Yuanbao from him. It was alright, all cooked through, not half-cooked, just a little bland in the mouth.

Hui Niang was so angry that she pinched him behind everyone's back.

Fang Ziheng instinctively wanted to shout, but with so many people around, he quickly covered his mouth, gave Hui Niang a fawning look, and indicated that he was wrong.

Seeing the group chatting and laughing so familiarly, Sun Jingyi felt uneasy again.

She was the one who came with Xu Qingmeng first, and she was the one who met her first, but look, the two of them are clearly closer.

Sun Jingyi felt like an outsider; she couldn't join in their conversation.

Thinking about the courtyard I live in now makes me feel even worse. Why did I say that one more thing back then?

Before coming, Jiang Mingyu had given instructions repeatedly, so even though he felt very uncomfortable, he had no choice but to hold back and not dare to say anything more.

The group talked for a while. Huang Boyang had been to the prefectural city many times and was the son of the county magistrate, so he had a lot of experience.

Fang Ziheng was also well-read and could easily recount anecdotes and historical tales, which captivated everyone who listened.

Hui Niang was clearly unimpressed by this, having obviously heard it too many times at home, so she got up and began to tidy up the table.

Xu Qing dreamt of Hui Niang tidying up the table, and realizing what was happening, she quickly got up and helped tidy up.

Mainly at home, Gu Yunyi was the one who tidied up, so it became a habit and he forgot about it.

"You should rest. You're pregnant, and you've prepared such a big meal tonight. I can manage by myself."

Xu Qingmeng smiled and said, "I'm fine, it'll be quick to sit down together."

The two exchanged a smile and quickly took the empty plates to the kitchen together.

Jiang Mingyu nudged Sun Jingyi with his elbow, but Sun Jingyi acted as if she didn't notice, turning her head to look at him and asking, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Mingyu: "..."

He gestured with his chin, indicating that she should come and help as well.

They're eating and drinking for free, fine, but at least they should have some sense of propriety and help clear the plates and wash the dishes.

But Sun Jingyi didn't know what was wrong. Perhaps she hadn't recovered from what had just happened, because she turned her head away as if she hadn't understood his signal.

Jiang Mingyu was also quite helpless at this moment, and sighed softly.

After finishing their meal, the group chatted for a while. It was getting late, so the men made some more arrangements.

After Huang Boyang led them to visit a learned senior, they went their separate ways.

Xu Qingmeng came into the house with water still on her hands after finishing her work in the kitchen. Gu Yunyi saw this and immediately brought her a towel.

Then I shook out the towel and started wiping her hands.

"My dear wife, thank you for your hard work. Next time, just leave it in the kitchen, and I'll wash it."

(End of this chapter)