Poison doctor Niangzi Shanlihan

Chapter 2302
The dishes started to be served here, and besides the three ovens that were busy, there were also two tables set up in the yard.

There was a table of old ladies and a table of teenagers. The children sat on two spring stools, each with a bowl of chicken soup rice, a few pieces of non-spicy meat, and a large plate of sliced ​​glutinous rice sausage.

Yu Xing'er and Yang Yan looked after these children, besides An'er, Lin Yang, Zhao Yue, Yu Wenxuan, Lin Yuxiao, Lin Youfa's son, and Wang Weihong's son.

The meat and vegetables were delivered in bowls, and the miscellaneous pot was also full of fragrance. Many people in the vicinity brought one or two large bowls over, and then went home with a full load of vegetables.

There were also people who carried a large bowl of rice, came directly to pick up food from the table, and walked to the side to eat.

No one thought it was ugly to do this. After all, there are quite a few people who do this. They all talked and laughed and praised that the game is delicious, and it tastes different from the meat at home.

However, those who came were still from Tianfan's side, and there were not many people coming from the other end. After all, running so far through the village with a bowl in hand, it really looked ugly.

It's just that Lin Xiaobao shouldered the task of delivering the food, and asked Lin Xiaofu directly for a basket to take home with him.

Mrs. Lin still wanted to run over, but Lin Zhou yelled angrily: "Didn't you make enough trouble last time? If they really want to send someone to beat you up, you'll be radiant?"

"Mom, just eat what you can. What's the benefit to you if you have trouble with the second room? You can't just care about yourself, you also think about our family."

"You are still so stubborn when you are old, why are you so stubborn with your children and grandchildren!"

After all, she was the eldest son and eldest daughter-in-law, so Mrs. Lin had no choice but to go back to the house angrily.

Even Mrs. Lin Zhou has learned to be good, but judging by Lin Xiaofu's face, she can still eat good food at home. She has already tasted the sweetness of this kind of thing, so she has no dissatisfaction.

On Sanfang's side, Lin Xiaoshan was the first to arrive, and followed Lin Xiaobao familiarly, and Lin Sunshi and Lin Xinghua, who were really helping with work, arrived later.

Lin Xiaofu doesn't give them face anymore, how long can they stay at home?In the future, if we stay far away, even if we don't let go of some things, we won't bring them up casually.

And Lin Sanhua was very shrewd. He didn't go directly to the second room, but followed Wang Weihong and the others to help move the tables and stools. Lin Youfa drove him away, and he went to Yang's house to see the miscellaneous pot and chat with others. , I didn't come to the Lin's until the food was served here.

Although Lin Xiaofu didn't know who to invite, but he still asked Zhao Zicheng to pay attention, and he invited him to the table after seeing who was here.

For example, Fourth Grandpa Lin, Lin Antai, Elder Wang Qi, Elder Li Qi, and Third Grandpa Yang had already invited him, and Dr. Lin had already said hello.

Lin Sanhua mixed among them, eating and drinking happily.

The teenagers in the village were not interested in attending the banquet. Some brought a bowl of rice from their own homes, and some came empty-handed, and they all waited in the Lin family's yard.

After the barbecue is ready, if you can get one or two sticks, you will be very happy.

There are a lot of barbecues, everyone can get a few bites, and everyone is smiling and full of joy.

The little white tiger was the most active, he didn't care about others at all, first he grabbed one for each of the group of children on the spring stool, and went to the kitchen to give the boss two as well.

Of course, Zhao Zifu also helped his family, and never let him go back empty-handed when he reached out to the little white tiger.

When other people wanted to eat, they came and waited by themselves. The aroma wafted out from time to time, and the women in the village who watched the excitement while eating with bowls couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

It turns out that meat can still be eaten like this, which is really the way rich people eat.

(End of this chapter)