Qin Xiaofang said with a grumble, "I, I just picked up a chopstick and didn't expect to pick up so much. If you hadn't yelled, I would have put it down long ago!"

Everyone had finished the spiced donkey meat in a few bites when suddenly crying sounds came from the east wing.

Ye Hua heard it in the west room and hurried over to see what happened.

Mrs. Jiang is already overwhelmed by the group of children. Only Ye Xianglei and Qingtian are well-behaved, while the others are all unruly.

"Why are you still crying?" Ye Hua asked as he entered the room.

Mrs. Jiang sighed and said, "It's all because of the five-spice donkey meat. Two slices were shared by each person. It's also because Xiang Lei and Qingtian didn't eat any, so they gave up theirs so that the food was evenly divided. We even gave an extra slice to the little fat kid who cried the most.

"In the end, none of them were full and kept crying and clamoring for more."

Ye Hua heard this and said, "Don't cry, there are more delicious dishes later! If anyone cries again, I will come and take him away, and he won't be able to eat any of the delicious dishes later.

"Okay, now let me see who else is crying?"

As soon as they heard that they were being taken away and could no longer eat, the room immediately became quiet.

The little fat boy, who had just eaten an extra piece of donkey meat and was crying the loudest at this time, couldn't hold back and let out a loud sob.

He immediately covered his mouth in horror, with despair in his eyes.

The five-spice donkey meat is already so delicious. If the dishes that follow are even better, it would be a big loss if I can’t eat them.

But Ye Hua didn't care what he was thinking. He came up and took his hand and led him out.

The little fat boy suddenly let out a howl like a pig being slaughtered.

Jiang Dasaozi chased out and asked, "Mom, this is not a good idea, right?"

"I know what's going on. Don't worry about it." Ye Hua said, "Go back. They'll definitely be obedient this time. Take good care of Xiang Lei and Qing Tian. We can't let them suffer when they come to our house for dinner."

"Okay, Mom, I understand." Mrs. Jiang returned to the room, and the children were indeed all well-behaved.

Hearing the fat boy's cries, they were all afraid that they would be taken away and would not be able to eat the next delicious meal.

The little fat boy who was taken out by Ye Hua and was crying breathlessly was not left outside and not allowed to continue eating.

Instead, she took him back to the west wing and handed him over to the old lady who brought him to the banquet.

"Mrs. Wang, your grandson can't stop crying because he can't eat enough spiced donkey meat. My eldest son's wife and I can't comfort him, so we can only bring him to you.

"Hurry up and comfort the child. We're eating. If he cries too much, his stomach will be upset."

When Mrs. Wang heard this, her face turned red, but she could only let her grandson, whose face was covered with snot and tears, come to her side.

"If you cry again, I won't take you out again! It will embarrass you."

Old Lady Wang whispered in the little fat boy's ear, "Tell me, did anyone bully you just now? How many slices of donkey meat did you eat?"

"Three pieces!" The little fat boy raised three fingers for fear that he had not explained it clearly.

A guest nearby exclaimed, "Oh, that's a lot! We only had two slices each! It seems like Mrs. Jiang is really taking good care of your grandson!"

Old Mrs. Wang originally thought that her grandson was crying because he didn't have any delicious food to eat, but she didn't expect that he actually ate more than others. She was so embarrassed that her face turned red.

She pulled her grandson to sit on her lap and said, "Okay, just stay here and don't go anywhere."

After eating the five-spice donkey meat, everyone was not very interested in the other cold dish on the table, Lapi. Some people didn’t even know what Lapi was. It looked like wide vermicelli noodles.

Who comes to the banquet and wants to go home with a belly full of vermicelli?

So no one picked up their chopsticks, and everyone was waiting for the meat dishes.

Fortunately, the third and fourth dishes were served quickly.

“Soybean stewed pig’s trotters!”

"Dry-fried fish!"

The two dishes served this time are both real staples.

The pig's trotters chopped into small pieces are stewed into a red sauce, and each piece is covered with soup, looking shiny.

People with sharp eyes had already noticed that when the large porcelain bowl containing pig's trotters was placed on the table, the skin and flesh on each piece of pig's trotter inside were trembling slightly.

You can tell how soft and tender the pig's trotters are by feeling the trembling sensation without even tasting them.

In the soup between the pig's trotters are soaked bright yellow and plump soybeans.

There weren't many pig's trotters in the bowl, and at first glance it looked like there was only about one piece per person.

So everyone didn't bother to look at the other dry-fried fish dish for the time being, and all focused on the pig's trotters.

Those who are quick-eyed and quick-handed can pick up a piece with more meat. Those who are slow or not skilled in using chopsticks will keep slipping and unable to pick it up, and in the end, only the piece with more bones and less meat is left.

At this moment, Old Lady Wang wanted to hold her grandson down and give him a good spanking.

The number of pieces of pig's trotter was based on the number of people at the table. She picked up a piece with her chopsticks, and when she wanted to pick up another piece, there was only soup and soybeans left in the bowl.

How could she just focus on eating when her grandson was watching her right beside her?

She was too embarrassed to ask her grandson to return to the west wing, so she put the pig's trotter in the bowl and said to her grandson, "Here, eat it quickly!"

The little fat boy didn't know what humility meant. When he heard that he was asked to eat, he immediately grabbed the pig's trotter with his hands and ate until his hands and face were covered with soup.

Sister Ye had already told Ye Hua about the pig's trotters and asked them to be soaked in clean water a day in advance, and the water was changed several times in the middle.

So there is no fishy or smelly smell at all, and you can only enjoy the fragrant, glutinous and smooth texture of the pig's trotters and the salty and sweet taste.

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!