"What's the matter?" Cheng Fugui looked at his wife. Could it be that besides the matter of the two children, she was hiding something else from him?
"I'm afraid you don't believe it, so I haven't told you yet. My daughter, let your father take a look at your passbook..." Zhao Fangrui gestured to her daughter.
She'd seen it all, her second daughter was determined to raise the two children. Today, she'd even acted coquettishly toward her, asking her to speak up for her. It was a rare occurrence in all these years. Well, those two kids were indeed good kids, so she'd probably just help them out by speaking up...
Cheng Zhenzhu felt that her mother seemed to be on her side, so naturally she did whatever her mother said. When asked to pay, she immediately paid.
"...Twenty...Twenty thousand?" Cheng Fugui stared at the bankbook in front of him, his mouth open, unable to speak for a long time. After a long while, he finally asked, "Whose is this?"
"Of course it's those two children," Zhao Fangrui replied. "So don't worry, Zhenzhu isn't raising other people's children for nothing. She has her own plans, and we, as parents..."
Cheng Zhenzhu glanced at her mother, filled with gratitude. With her mother talking, she had no time to speak.
An hour later, the door opened.
Cheng Fugui went to feed his two new grandchildren. After that, he decided to show off his cooking skills to the grandchildren and made some delicious food to express his welcome.
After some thought, Cheng Fugui ordered six dishes, four of which were his specialties: braised fish, tiger skin chicken feet, scallion-fried tofu, a bowl of fried meat and eggs, and a seaweed and shrimp soup and a cabbage dish.
Everything was generously portioned. Especially the fried meat and eggs, which required eight eggs. One fish wasn't enough, so Zhenbao killed two. He even threw in the tiger-skin chicken feet he'd finally gotten from the restaurant. The scallion-fried tofu was served in a metal bowl...
For a skilled worker like Cheng Fugui, one and a half hours is more than enough to prepare six dishes, not to mention that he has two assistants to help him.
"Little Tiger, one, two, three, six, seven, eight, stop playing, come out and eat..." Cheng Fugui finished reading one and started counting. At eight, he almost said "nine" out of inertia, but he stopped in time. God, don't let him call out another one...
The chef has his own way of doing things. Five dishes and a soup were served on the table, and he called for dinner. The children, who had been smelling the delicious aroma in the room for a long time, suddenly became excited.
"Hey hey hey~" The little deer knew what she was doing, patted her belly, and reached out for a hug. However, the usually conspicuous little Tuantuan seemed to be invisible at this moment, and no one responded to her.
"Here I come!" Little Tiger jumped off the bed and hurriedly looked for his shoes beside the bed.
"Hey hey hey!" The light was dim and Erjo was looking for his shoes everywhere.
"Hey hey hey!" Liu Tiao couldn't find his shoes, so he said "hey" twice before speaking.
"Also, Ba Tiao~" Ba Tiao couldn't find his shoes either, because they all had the same shoes! The big and small shoes were all piled together, and some were kicked under the bed...
"Grandpa, San Tiao and Qi Tiao are here!" There was a gleam of wisdom in San Tiao's eyes. He took Qi Tiao to the end of the bed to put on their shoes, successfully cutting through the gap and making a rare quick move.
"This one is yours, that one is mine..." A few of them finally figured out which shoe was which, and ran out the door, successfully leaving behind the one on the bed who was still dancing and shouting "eh eh eh".
"Xiao Huzi, where is your sister?" Wang Xiaomei asked after taking a look.
"Oh, I forgot. Mom, go pick up my sister." He wants to eat! Little Tiger climbed onto the table nimbly. There is no sister before the meal!
Wang Xiaomei shook her head, a helpless smile. Her son was usually like Little Deer Sister, a good little sister, but when it came to eating, he became nothing but a little sister...
"Ahhh~" The little deer was carried to the living room, pointing at the brothers and complaining aggrievedly. But at this time, she was still not a conspicuous little deer in the eyes of the brothers, and she was still hidden.
"Wow, Grandpa, there are chicken feet again! I like this the most!" Little Tiger's eyes lit up when he saw the tiger skin chicken feet. The other children were also eager to try it when they smelled the aroma on the table.
But according to the process, you have to praise it first...
"Grandpa, your cooking smells so good, it looks delicious!"
This time, one took the lead. Two followed, six cut in line, three took their time, and behind them came seven and eight, shouting, "Great, great!"
"Hey hey hey, why are you guys so sweet-mouthed? Eat more delicious food. Come to grandpa, I will never let you go hungry no matter what, everything is enough..." Cheng Fugui's face flushed with praise, and he picked up the food for his grandson and several grandsons' bowls with great effort. He only stopped when the bowls were full like a mountain.
"Thank you, Grandpa, it smells so good!" Little Tiger grabbed the chicken feet in one hand and ate with the other.
"Thank you, Grandpa..." The rice was delicious, the dishes were delicious, and the rice crust was delicious too. After saying thank you, the six people ate with relish without even raising their heads.
Seeing this situation, Cheng Zhenzhu had a premonition that this group of people who were eating out might have to carry out another thorough clean-plate operation today.
In the end, Cheng Zhenzhu could only say that it was as expected and everything was as expected.
Hopefully, her father wouldn't be frightened later. After all, her mother and the treasure had already shocked them at noon. If she hadn't been leaving, Liu Tiao would probably have eaten a little longer, scraping off the bottom of the bowl or something...
"Ah, I'm so full~" After finishing three bowls of rice, the little tiger patted his stomach and left the table with satisfaction.
Cheng Zhenbao suddenly interrupted and asked: Did this brat of his just call him by his name?
"It's so delicious. I'm so full!" The other children also left the table one after another, each taking a chair or a small stool to rest after eating.
Cheng Fugui sipped his wine, feeling drunk. He squinted his eyes and saw a doll here, two dolls there, and two more piled there. Suddenly, he realized a serious problem.
The little brat is eating me out of money. He has so many of them in his house!
I don’t know if it’s because the food tastes better when there are more people around or what, but these little kids really are bigger eaters than each other!
Little Tiger, who usually eats two bowls of rice, ate three bowls today. He also ate three bowls for one and two pieces of meat. He ate two and a half bowls for six pieces of meat, and one and a half bowls for three, seven, and eight pieces of meat, respectively. Apart from the portion for the eldest daughter, the rest of the six dishes were almost all finished...
A family with less financial resources couldn't afford such a thing. They'd probably be seriously oversupplied with food this month... So how on earth did her second daughter come up with the idea of raising six? She even joked with him, telling him not to worry, because maybe she'd raise two more later, or even a whole class to show him...
Look, look, look at nothing! He spat out a mouthful of blood, believe it or not?
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