Chapter 1: Flipping the table is child's play
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Huang Ling was distracted and the gorgeous street scene in front of her turned into a steaming stove.
When she looked down again, she saw that she was wearing an old black jacket with a suit collar and a white apron, and she knew that she had traveled through time.
This scene is familiar. I just finished watching "Alley People" last night. Isn't this the scene in the first episode where they can't get to the table for dinner?
At this time, the breast pain from watching the drama, coupled with the resentment from being injured and then traveling through the book, has reached its peak.
Dressed as Huang Ling?
Oh my god! There is such a good thing!
It's time to tidy up your family!
"Mom, the cake is about to fall!"
The one who spoke was the well-behaved Zhuang Xiaoting.
Huang Ling saw that the cake on the bamboo grate beside the stove had tilted because of her distraction and almost fell to the ground, so she hurriedly picked it up.
The original owner's cooking skills were really good, the steamed birthday cake was soft and sticky.
Without saying a word, she stuffed the plate of cake into the hands of Lin Fang, the third daughter-in-law, who was coming into the kitchen to serve chicken soup:
"Sister-in-law, take the birthday cake out first! The soup is too hot, I'll do it!"
She struck so hard and so fast that Lin Fang almost couldn't react. She was afraid that it would fall over, so she quickly caught it.
"oh oh."
"Go quickly! We don't need you in the back, just sit down!" Huang Ling pushed the person out of the kitchen with soft words.
As soon as the person left, she said to Zhuang Xiaoting, "Call your brother over. I need his help."
Zhuang Xiaoting jumped out and called Zhuang Tunan into the kitchen after a while.
"Mom, what do you want me to do?"
Huang Ling let the two children in and closed the door.
She had just picked two bowls of vegetarian noodles, poured chicken soup on them, and placed a chicken drumstick in each bowl.
"Eat quickly, chicken legs first and then noodles!"
The two nodded and sat down to eat.
Huang Ling also picked out a few pieces of good meat and ate them without hesitation.
I'm going to have to curse at someone and maybe even fight soon, so I need to replenish my energy.
While the children were eating, she stood guard at the window until she heard people in the other room discussing "the noodles are not ready yet", and then she brought the chicken soup over.
As soon as I entered the house, I heard the familiar lines. Zhuang's mother smiled and said:
"Our A-Ling is really capable. She's been busy in the kitchen all afternoon. Thank you for your hard work!"
"The chicken is well cooked, and the cake is good too!" added Mr. Zhuang.
Zhuang Chaoying looked at his father and mother with a silly smile on his face. He felt that his wife had made him proud, and he was also very proud. Then he heard Huang Ling say:
"Oh, yes! The third brother is really caring. Just look at Lin Fang and you'll know."
Zhuang's father and mother's expressions changed.
Zhuang Chaoying glared at Huang Ling and asked, "Where are Tunan and Xiaoting?"
Huang Ling turned around and went back to the kitchen and brought out the longevity noodles. Before bringing them out, she poured all the salt in the salt jar into the basin and spread it evenly with her fingers.
The two children rarely have chicken to eat, but now they have eaten most of it in a hurry.
Huang Ling wiped the mouths of the two children and asked them to go into the house, not to mention that they had just been eating.
She carried the plate of noodles with toppings and followed the child into the house.
Everyone was saying blessings.
Zhuang's father continued, "According to the custom in our hometown, we have to arrange two meals for an elder's birthday... The more sophisticated families even invite the famous master of the family to come home and sing the Eight Immortals' birthday song. It's quite grand!"
"Well, our family is quite unpretentious." Huang Ling sneered.
Looking around the room, she saw that only she and Xiaoting were standing, while everyone else was seated.
"Huang Ling! What do you mean?"
"Ah, Dad, didn't you say that those who are more particular will invite a master to sing the Eight Immortals to celebrate their birthdays? Well, we don't have anyone singing at home now, so we are just not a particular family! What's wrong with that?"
"Huang Ling! You don't want everyone to have a good time today, right? Today is your mother's birthday!" Zhuang's father stood up angrily and pointed at Huang Ling and cursed.
Zhuang Chaoying stood up and said, "What's wrong with you today? Why are you so angry? Stop talking and behave yourself!"
At this time, Lin Fang also stood up to help, picking up the noodles from the basin into bowls and distributing them to the people at the table.
After the noodles were divided equally, everyone started to prepare to eat, only to see Huang Ling and Zhuang Xiaoting standing outside the table. There was no room left.
Zhuang Tunan felt sorry for his mother, so he immediately stood up and said:
"Mom, sit here with me!"
But Zhuang's father stopped Tunan.
Seeing this, Zhuang Chaoying wanted to get up and move, but his mother held his hand down, so he obediently moved the half of his butt back.
Sure enough, exactly the same.
Zhuang's mother still had that disgusting smile on her face:
"A Ling, there's no room left. You and Xiao Ting should go to the kitchen!"
"What?"
"I said..."
"Wait a minute!"
Huang Ling walked to the gate and opened it.
The people in the room looked at each other, not knowing what she was going to do.
"Mom, what did you say?"
Zhuang's mother repeated it and added, "It's too cold outside. Let's eat in the kitchen! It's warmer!"
She must have thought she was doing the right thing!
I didn't let them eat outside, so I should be grateful!
Huang Ling took a deep breath and shouted with the same vigor she had in singing "Love Until Death":
"What! Let me go to the kitchen to eat! Everyone, come and look at the Zhuang family! What era is this? Women in their family are not allowed to sit at the table to eat!"
What kind of feudal custom is this! Zhuang Chaoying is a teacher!
I worked so hard all afternoon, and now they send me to the kitchen to drink noodle soup! They eat meat! Everyone, come and judge for yourself!"
Today, Zhuang Chaoying and his wife brought chickens, ducks, and many other bags to their parents' house. All the neighbors knew about it.
And praise them for being filial!
It was dinner time now. When they heard the commotion in the yard, some people came with their bowls to eat melons.
The people in the room really didn't expect Huang Ling to do this, and they all stood there in a daze.
It took a while for Zhuang Chaoying to come back to his senses. He tried to go forward and pull Huang Ling from the door, but Huang Ling was quick-eyed and quick-handed. She slammed the door shut and held it tightly with her back.
As a hard worker for three years, Huang Ling has her own persistence, which is:
The quality is ominous, but it becomes stronger when it meets a strong opponent;
Be tough on the outside but tough on the inside, and use force to save your life.
Overturning a table is child's play. The only way to feel relieved is to make the two old dealers unable to raise their heads in this street.
Here, Aunt Zhang from next door came over and advised:
"Ah Ling! I'm afraid the house is too small for everyone to sit!"
"Aunt Zhang, your house is just as spacious as ours, and you have more people. Does that mean your daughters-in-law can't sit at the table?"
"Hey, nonsense, our family is definitely not like that!"
"Then why am I like this? Have I done anything wrong? I spent half a month's salary to buy them birthday gifts, and even cooked a whole afternoon, but they didn't even have a chance to be served. Tell me I am wrong."
Besides, what's the situation now? Who lives in a big house? I didn't just get married today. You say it hasn't been arranged yet? The children are so old now. I don't know how many stools are needed for the family! Isn't this just looking down on us, looking down on the working class!"
As the conversation got louder and louder, Aunt Zhang was dragged back into the house by her husband.
When Huang Ling heard that Zhuang Ganmei had also come to help, she was sure she couldn't stop them, so she took advantage of their effort and jumped forward herself.
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