But considering that Mr. Cen recommended it so enthusiastically, Mrs. Ye still picked it up and took a bite.
After taking a bite, her eyes widened. Then she lowered her head and looked carefully at what she was holding in her hand. After confirming that it was indeed a radish, she didn't know what to say for a moment.
If she had not seen Meng Yu take out the radish from the vegetable cellar with her own eyes, and had not seen Meng Yu wash and cut the radish with her own eyes, she would have thought that the radish was carved out of something else.
"No wonder my grandfather said before that Shawo radish is better than duck pear. It tastes even better to me than duck pear."
After saying this, Mrs. Ye said to Qingtian, "Try it. This radish is different from the one we eat at home. It's delicious."
After hearing what Mrs. Ye said, Qingtian took a bite half-believingly.
Everyone in the room put down their chopsticks and looked at the sunny sky.
There was only a crisp "crunch" sound, and Qingtian was chewing the radish like a little squirrel.
Mr. Cen was so happy to see this child that he smiled happily. This child is so cute.
After Qingtian chewed it twice, his expression changed. Before swallowing the one in his mouth, he stuffed the remaining piece in his hand into his mouth.
"Eat slowly, don't be in a hurry, there's still plenty in my great-grandfather's cellar!
"If you like it, ask your mother to bring you a basket when you go back."
At this time, Mrs. Ye was picking up a piece of radish and looking at it carefully.
The heart of the radish was as green as emerald, and Mr. Cen had a unique preservation method, so it was still full of moisture after a whole winter, and looked green and juicy.
It tastes crisp and refreshing, very sweet, and without the spiciness of ordinary radishes.
Mrs. Ye picked up another piece of radish for Qingtian and said, "If you like it, have two more. You can't eat it all at once."
"This is what I want to give to my child. What does it have to do with you? Don't bother with it." After saying this, Mr. Cen realized that his tone had become aggressive again, and he quickly looked up to see Mrs. Ye's expression.
Fortunately, Mrs. Ye didn't take it seriously at all and was still immersed in eating radishes.
Qingtian even ate several pieces of radish in one breath, until his stomach was no longer able to hold any more, and then he reluctantly withdrew his hand.
Mr. Cen quickly comforted him, "It's okay. There are plenty of radishes in the cellar. We can still eat radishes tomorrow."
Meng Yu smiled and said, "Didn't we just say we'd eat leeks tomorrow? How did it become radishes now?"
Elder Cen glared at him and said, "You only eat one meal a day? Can't I make Qingtian some fried chive dumplings for lunch tomorrow and give her some radish tonight?"
"Okay, okay, your leeks, your radishes, you have the final say." Meng Yu said with a smile.
"You little bastard, I think you feel uncomfortable if you don't pick a fight with me for a day." Old Cen scolded with a smile, "Get out of here after you finish eating. I get angry just looking at you."
"Alright, I'll take my leave now," Meng Yu said as he stood up quickly. Before leaving, he patted Shi Lei on the shoulder and said, "Clearing the table is your responsibility now!"
Only then did Mr. Cen understand that Meng Yu was joking just now, waiting for him to chase him away so that he could avoid cleaning the table.
"This bastard is getting lazier the older he gets. He's always trying to slack off and play it safe."
"Master, I just packed it out."
As Shi Lei spoke, he seemed to be worried that Mrs. Ye would misunderstand Meng Yu, so he said a few more words to help make amends.
"Meng Yu helped you wash the vegetables and cook the meals this afternoon, so it was my turn to clear the table."
The Cen family was celebrating the beginning of spring happily, but the Ye family in Rongxi Village was in a state of extreme confusion.
Mrs. Ye San fried a few dishes and made spring rolls according to Mrs. Ye Da's instructions, and still brought them to the Guo family who lived in the west room first.
As for whether they would eat or how they ate, she didn't bother to care.
Seeing that there were vegetables and meat on the table again, Old Man Guo felt uncomfortable in his heart again.
His own daughter did such a thing, but the Ye family not only didn't kick him and his family out, but also treated them to delicious food and drinks every day. He just wanted to find a hole to crawl into.
Guo Shijie also found it difficult to eat. Like Old Man Guo, he felt that he was not worthy of such hospitality from the Ye family.
Secondly, he couldn't help but start to worry about his future livelihood.
You know, the Guo family had already been penniless, and the only reason they were able to walk all the way to the capital was because they were holding on to the thought of finding Fengying.
Old man Guo originally planned to shamelessly go to live with his daughter and son-in-law, and then slowly see if there was any profitable business he could do.
But now Guo Fengying is gone, and she committed suicide because of doing something shameful. No matter how thick-skinned she is, she can't rely on Ye Laosi.
But if I leave like this, do I have to keep begging forever?
The father and son couldn't eat, but Mrs. Guo and her two children were eating with their mouths and hands full of oil.
Old Man Guo couldn't bear to watch it any longer and said, "Can't you be a little more careful? The soup has gotten on your clothes. There's oil in it, so it's hard to wash!"
Mrs. Guo rolled her eyes and said, "They are our own clothes anyway. You don't have to wash them. Why do you care so much?"
"What do you mean by that? No matter whose clothes they are, if they lend them to you, you should cherish them. How could you bring harm to others like you?"
Mrs. Guo turned a deaf ear to his words and reached for the plate in front of him and asked, "Do you want to eat more? If not, I can eat this cake."
"Eat, eat, eat, that's all you do!" Old Man Guo was so angry that he threw the plate in front of him at her, "I'll stuff you to death!"
Old Mrs. Guo rolled her eyes, said nothing, picked up the pancake on the plate and continued to roll up the meat and vegetables to eat.
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