When Zhuang said this, she didn't notice the unnatural expressions of her husband and brother-in-law.
The daughter-in-law doesn’t know what kind of person her father-in-law is. As sons, how can they not know what kind of person their father is?
That is well-known to be very powerful, especially for them, especially in cooking.
If there is the slightest mistake, he will start scolding and hitting.
Of course, this is only true when cooking.
And he only beats men and never hits women.
It is said that their mother was attracted by his ability and thought that if she married someone as capable as his father, she would not be bullied.
Besides, the old man has skills and can support the family.
At that time, wasn't the only thing that girls cared about when getting married: marry a man to get clothes and food?
The two brothers were reminiscing about their father when they were suddenly interrupted by Zhao Zulan's words.
“Mom, there are so many things you don’t know, please don’t interrupt me.
It seems that my grandfather is far-sighted and knows that our family will meet a noble person in our generation.
You can tell from the name he gave me, Zulan Zulan, doesn’t that mean to bring honor to the family and to be better than the master?
When I grow up, if I want to join the Huo family army, I must fulfill his wish.
And now, I am so young, and I have met General Huo.
This is God’s will. It must be the connections my grandfather made for me.”
At this point, Zhao Dashan couldn't listen any longer.
He walked straight over and kicked Zhao Zulan who was talking nonstop.
"Just shut up and stop embarrassing yourself here.
Your grandfather gave you this name because he hoped that you, and of course us, would improve your cooking skills and strive to surpass him, with each generation being better than the last."
Zhao Zulan immediately wilted, it turned out that he had misunderstood all along.
What he hates and is most opposed to is cooking.
Zhao Zulan got a headache when he heard his father mumbling.
He covered his ears with his hands and at the same time signaled his father Zhang Dashan to shut up.
"Dad, please stop nagging me.
Everyone has their own aspirations. You want to stay in the kitchen all your life, but I don’t!
My ambition is to join the army and go to the battlefield to kill the enemy. That's what a man should do.
It’s sung in operas that a gentleman should stay away from the kitchen.
And Widow Zhang also said that lighting fires, cooking, and working in the kitchen are all jobs that women should do.
I'm a man, I won't do that!
Besides, doesn’t my brother need to learn how to cook?
Why are you staring at me?"
Zhao Zulan is a chatterbox and never stops talking. Zhao Dashan, who is honest, really can't beat him in an argument.
But as the father, if he can't win the argument, he can just fight!
He raised his foot to kick him again, but Zhao Zulan dodged it easily.
"You are not good at talking and can't beat me, so you hit me.
You haven't changed your moves for all these years, I have memorized them by heart, so dodging them is a piece of cake.
Also, please stop here, let’s just talk about this today.
My idol is still here, please give me some face.
When I grow up and make money, I will buy you some wine."
Leng Yue likes Zhao Zulan's personality very much. He is eloquent and can make people happy.
But she was particularly curious and asked him, "Why do you keep mentioning Widow Zhang?
Why do you, a little kid, always get so close to a widow?"
When Zhao Zulan saw that Mrs. Huo had misunderstood, he hurried to explain himself.
"Ma'am, please don't misunderstand me!
Widow Zhang's son and I have been friends since childhood. Isn't it natural that I am familiar with my friend's mother as well?
Moreover, Widow Zhang speaks in a humorous way. She can also sing and tell stories!
Not only me, but all the friends in our village who have nothing to do at home are willing to go to her house to listen to her singing and telling stories. "
"You are talking nonsense, aren't you? Widow Zhang used to be an actress in a theatre troupe. How could she forget about the meal?
Besides, she has traveled all over the country for so long, making up stories to entertain you kids, isn't that something she can do easily?" Zhang Dashan said.
Leng Yue felt strange, "Isn't your village simple?
In such a small village, there are cooks and opera singers wherever needed.
What else?
I guess they all have it, right? "
In fact, Leng Yue just asked casually, but after she finished asking, she found that Zhao Dashan and Zhao Dakui were unnatural again.
Then the two of them said mysteriously: "Mrs. Huo, we are not sure about this matter, we just heard it.
According to my great-grandfather, our Shitou Village used to be a wasteland, but was later targeted by bandits.
There were too many people on their mountain, and many of them were tired of living on the edge of a knife, so they decided to go down the mountain and live like ordinary people.
But they can't do anything except robbing and killing!
So they just robbed people who could use it, and they took back everything they could think of.
My great-grandfather said that he was the chef who was kidnapped. Our ancestors used to have imperial chefs, but they fell into decline.
I can only take on banquets at weddings and funerals to make a living.
He said that those who were robbed at the same time as him included those who were building houses, doing carpentry work, and even those who were making coffins and paper-making.
Later everyone found out that not only did the bandits not kill them, but they also protected them from being bullied.
It is said that even the government runners would take a detour when they saw the village chief.
No one dared to collect more taxes from them, so everyone lived there peacefully.
Later, the population grew and the village grew larger, and it has continued to this day.”
Leng Yue and Huo Jingxuan listened, why did they feel that the bandit leader was their great grandfather?
But they just thought about it, looked at each other, and didn't make it clear.
But Zhao Zulan, that young man with a quick tongue, stood up, touching his chin.
"Dad, isn't that right?
From what you said just now, why do I feel like my great-grandfather was the bandit leader back then?
I wish I wasn't so passionate. It turns out it's a matter of blood inheritance!
Today I finally found the reason!
What do you think he was thinking at the beginning? Now that he has established his own faction, he should continue to recruit soldiers and make it bigger and stronger.
Once the army is strong, he will go against the imperial court. If he cannot become the emperor, he will at least be a prince.
Otherwise, he would turn around and attack the neighboring countries.
Even if you don't seek the title of General of the Western Expedition, you can still be called a national hero!
It’s nothing like now, where I can’t even become a village chief.
They force us to go into the kitchen all day long. How can we learn how to cook?
Just doing some womanly work!"
Leng Yue was almost dying of laughter at Zhao Zulan's words. How much he hated cooking. No matter what the matter was, he always ended up with this.
And by the way, I have to belittle it again!
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