Others were eager to go home, but she didn't want to go home.

This time she came back because the school did not allow her to stay.

She continued watching TV and didn't receive the message until half an hour later.

"Lulu, your aunt Fang just gave birth to a baby, and your father doesn't have any money, so you should ask your mother for some first."

Xu Lulu typed a few words and then deleted them. In the end, she said nothing more, and a new message popped up on QQ.

Jun Zi Yinuo: "I thought my parents stewed the goose because I was too tired at school. I was so moved that I cried, and then I realized it was my sister who was greedy."

Then, a photo was sent.

In the photo, there is a big steaming iron pot with delicious-looking meat stewed in it.

Xu Lulu touched her empty belly. In the first second, she thought Xu Zijun deserved a beating, and in the second, she was envious.

I envy him for having such a good family. -Xu family.

A whole family gathered around the earthen stove, their eyes fixed on the big iron pot.

Wang Yanmei dipped some water on her hands and rubbed the corn tortillas one by one in her hands and stuck them to the edge of the pot. The pot was big and could hold twelve corn tortillas.

"Okay, dinner will be ready in ten minutes. I'll go into the house and stir-fry some vegetables." Wang Yanmei picked up the big pot and covered it.

Everyone's eager gazes finally withdrew, and they couldn't help swallowing as they smelled the fragrance in the room.

Xu Zijun went to get the dishes and chopsticks, and Xu Fuqiang went to get the rice cooker from the house.

Xu Qingzhi asked grandpa to sit under the persimmon tree for a while, and then brought a chair and set it up in advance.

The stove is square, with one side against the wall. People can sit on three sides, enough for five people to sit, and it's not crowded.

Ten minutes later, Wang Yanmei lifted the lid of the pot, stir-fried the food twice, and announced that the meal was ready.

Xu Zijun really didn't like the food in the school cafeteria. He had lost a few pounds this time and couldn't wait to pick up his chopsticks, but was slapped on the back of his hand by Xu Fuqiang.

He didn't hold back and was hitting her with all his heart. Xu Zijun immediately withdrew his hand and looked over cautiously.

Xu Fuqiang said fiercely: "Your grandfather chooses first."

Xu Dongru smiled and waved her hand to smooth things over: "There's no need to be so particular about eating. Eat, eat, eat. Zijun has worked hard in school, so eat more."

Xu Qingzhi picked out the lean meat with some skin and put it into grandpa's bowl.

"Qingzhi, eat by yourself." Xu Dongru said.

Xu Qingzhi picked out the most tender pieces of goose leg meat and put them into Grandpa's bowl before responding, "Well, I'll eat it."

She picked up a piece of meat with her chopsticks and started eating. The meat was still a little hot as it was fresh out of the pot, and the ingredients were sufficient. Even though it was cooked in such a large pot, the taste was not bland at all.

In addition to stewing the goose, corn and potatoes were also added to the iron pot. Wang Yanmei had seen others add vermicelli in the tutorial, so she wanted to add some Meicheng's special rice noodle skin, but Xu Fuqiang stopped her and said there were too many dishes! Rice noodle skin is also a staple food, and she couldn't eat so much in the evening.

Only then did Fanpi not go in.

Xu Zijun would not sulk just because his father scolded him. He had been used to it since he was a child. After grandpa picked up his chopsticks, he could not wait to pick up a piece of meat and eat it.

"Hmm, delicious, so delicious, the taste of the goose stewed in the iron pot is simply amazing." Xu Zijun could finish three or four mouthfuls of rice just with this piece of meat, and the rice was also very fragrant.

He picked up another tortilla.

Wang Yanmei said: "This corn cake tastes better when eaten with some soup."

Xu Zijun dipped the corn cake in the pot twice, and the already roasted dry and sticky corn cake absorbed the soup. He took a bite, and the light aroma of corn mixed with the juice gave him a particularly full and satisfying feeling. His empty stomach was instantly filled.

"Thinking that I could come back for dinner tonight, I didn't even go to the cafeteria for lunch." Xu Zijun said, he was already extremely hungry.

Wang Yanmei said to him: "It's not okay to not eat. You can't do this next time."

"Okay, I understand, Mom." Xu Zijun responded and ate meat.

Xu Zijun said, "Grandpa, the Internet says that you can't feed dogs anything that has a strong smell."

The big yellow tiger's body trembled! "Woof woof!"

Eat, eat!

"Okay." The old man agreed, threw the bone on the ground, and said, "Then give it a little more food. Look how delicious it is when it eats this bone. It would be pitiful if we don't give it any."

Dahuang got to eat the bones as he wished, and chewed them with a crunching sound. The bones were really delicious today.

The two little ones in the spiritual space have already fallen out, and even this big yellow dog can get a taste of it, but they don’t.

They used their spiritual sense to convey the message in a heroic and proud manner that we must eat it tonight!

Xu Qingzhi promised to make them a midnight snack tonight, and only then did the two little guys calm down.

Xu Qingzhi had a good appetite today, and finally he didn't just finish one bowl. He ate two bowls of rice, while Xu Zijun ate four bowls.

Wang Yanmei shook her head and said with sympathy: "Look at your poor brother. He is living a life of refuge at school."

"The food in the school cafeteria is not tasty, and there was news some time ago that pre-prepared meals might be introduced. Many of our classmates' parents rent houses outside the school to accompany their children in their studies, and they plan to have meals delivered to them depending on the situation," said Xu Zijun.

“What is a pre-prepared meal?”

Xu Zijun explained.

Wang Yanmei understood. "That won't do. Your school is the best in the county. How can you not even afford to hire a chef? You still want to do this. You should eat less snacks. What's the difference between this and snacks? Food should not only fill your stomach, but also be nutritious and make people happy."

Xu Zijun spread his hands and said, "I don't know. It depends on what the school says. After the last month's holiday, many parents went to the school to see the principal."

Xu Qingzhi asked: "Why didn't you come back last time during your month-long vacation?"

Xu Zijun scratched his head and said, "When the monthly exam was approaching, I thought that I would have food to eat and a place to live at school, and it would be quiet in the classroom to review, so I didn't go back."

"Oh, I see." Xu Qingzhi looked at him.

Xu Zijun finished his meal and walked out, "Yeah, that's right."

Xu Qingzhi thought to herself, wondering what her brother was trying to hide with such a guilty look on his face, the expression was all written on his face.

There was still a lot of food left in the iron pot. After all, a big goose could not be finished in one meal.

The Xu family generally does not eat leftovers, unless they are precious and delicious.

Wang Yanmei put the dishes in the iron pot, wrapped them in plastic wrap and put them in the refrigerator so that she could heat them up and have them at noon tomorrow.

After dinner, the news broadcast had just ended, and the family gathered together. They turned on the TV, which they hadn't watched for a long time, and enjoyed the atmosphere of family reunion.

The temptation to go home is being shown on TV.

From the TV, Ai Li's charming voice came: "Hong Shixian, stop pretending. I know that the more you act like this, the more you love me."

Hong Shixian: "Tsk~"

Then, Ellie pounced on him and the two of them kissed.

Xu Qingzhi: “…”

She subconsciously turned her head away and saw that her brother had already turned his face away.

An awkward atmosphere spread.

Growing up, the most embarrassing thing when watching TV with my parents and elders is seeing people kissing on TV! In that instant, it was neither right to watch nor not to watch.

Just pretend you didn't watch it.