Chapter 351 Dinner (2/2)



There were two people when we came, and twice as many when we left.

As soon as Mrs. Wen entered the Yang residence, she shouted, "Aunt Chen, prepare a few more dishes for dinner! The Qin family will also eat here."

"Damn it." Aunt Chen, who was wearing an apron, took the time to glance at them.

He turned around and took out a live fish from the water tank in the yard.

Entered the kitchen.

This wave of bold actions shocked Mrs. Lu, and she tiptoed to the water tank.

Oh my god! Three whole fish! Did this rich old lady move her entire family here?

Mrs. Wen said cheerfully, "These are all bought in Huai'an Town. I like to eat fresh ones..."

She doesn't like bacon or dried meat.

I always feel that meat that has been stored for a long time has a stale taste.

Qin Qingzao was no longer surprised by this, and Old Lady Lu felt jealous.

In fact, she didn't like the dry, air-dried meat either, as she couldn't even chew it, but her family conditions didn't allow her to be willful.

At this moment, she stared at Old Lady Wen and said jealously, "Your son is really mean to you..."

This look greatly pleased Old Lady Wen. She waved her hand and said, "If you like, go catch one and bring it back for yourself. It's only right that Huai'an should honor you!"

"Thank you! I'll be welcome then..." Old Mrs. Lu smiled.

The granddaughter-in-law is breastfeeding her baby, so it would be perfect to use this fish to make soup.

Qin Qing looked around the yard and saw that the two people who had bought the recliners had not returned yet.

She hurried out to look for him and happened to meet Zhu Lihua who was rushing over.

The old mother glanced at her and said, "Why didn't you tell me that your grandma was coming? I should have come earlier to help!"

After saying that, Zhu Lihua began to roll up her sleeves.

Although my youngest daughter cooks and eats, cooking for so many people still requires some experience.

As soon as she entered the yard, she smelled the rich aroma coming from the kitchen. Zhu Lihua was stunned and asked, "What is this?"

Qin Qing tugged at her mother's sleeve and said, "I was just about to say that! Don't worry, Aunt Chen will be making dinner for us. Thanks to Grandma, we'll all have a treat..."

"Is it Aunt Chen from your grandmother's family?" Zhu Lihua asked subconsciously.

She hadn't heard what Qin Qingshao said about how delicious Aunt Chen's cooking was.

Those hands are very skillful, and there is nothing that others can't do.

It is said that he once managed a state-owned restaurant when he was young.

Seeing Qin Qing nod,

Zhu Lihua's eyes lit up and she said, "Mom, can you come in and take a look..."

"Qingqing's mother, if you want to see it, just go and see it. Aunt Chen is a good talker. Let her teach you a few tricks..."

Mrs. Wen took the time to reply.

This is not a big deal.

After Shitou arrived home, he and his elder brother hurried to Qin's house.

He was feeling a bit listless at the moment, and said perfunctorily, "If you had told me there was no cooking at home, I wouldn't have come back to eat..."

"You are so capable! How dare you go to your mother-in-law's house..." Goudan complained about his ignorant younger brother.

Ever since getting engaged to the Zhu family, he has been visiting their home every few days.

He felt very embarrassed.

"I think so..."

"Don't even think about it. Someone from Qingqing's biological father's place is here, and we all have to attend. Just make do with the meal and stop thinking about your big pig's hoof every day..."

Shitou Ruo lived the life he had always dreamed of, and occasionally criticized his mother's cooking skills.

As soon as he entered his younger sister's yard, his eyes were attracted by the uniquely shaped pot of fried fish on the table.

The fur was crispy and had a sugary, greasy sheen.

In an instant, the glutton in his stomach was aroused!

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