After the deliberately heavier footsteps, there was a knock on the door, and the familiar voice of Aunt Chen came, and Mrs. Cheng and her husband came over.
Zhou Jiao responded when her topic was interrupted and looked around the furnishings in the study.
In the blink of an eye, Xiao Ping'an, the God of Ear Reporting, was already beside Zhou Xiaozheng's ear, and whispered softly, "And my aunt and the others, quite a few people have come."
Zhou Xiaozheng raised his lips and patted his head. It turned out that Cheng Ruzhu and the others were there!
He coughed twice, cleared his throat, stood up, and led the family out of the room.
In the center of the courtyard of the two-story building, there was also a stone table and some stone pillars. At this moment, in addition to Mrs. Cheng and her family, Aunt Chen was also bringing out stools.
Seeing this, Zhou Xiaozheng stopped and invited them into the living room to discuss. He then told Aunt Chen to take out the fine tea from the upper shelf of the living room cabinet. In addition to Gongcha, Shifeng Longjing was also a fine product.
Under the dim streetlights, the buds could not be seen standing upright, and the tea soup was clear, but the fragrance was overflowing. This attracted the eyes of Cheng Lao and Wen Congwen, the father-in-law and son-in-law, to stare at the teapot.
Cheng Ruzhu, who was standing by, held Zhou Jiao's hand before she even sat down. "Did everything go well over there? I wasn't home when Xiaowu came over today, so I didn't have time to ask him."
Zhou Jiao greeted everyone and smiled, "Aunt, please take a seat. Everything is fine! I brought back quite a few crayfish this time. They're cheap, but they're a hassle to clean up. I've already fried spicy crayfish at home. Would you like to try some?"
Without waiting for her to reply, Old Cheng smiled and said, "All the food you brought here tonight was consumed by those old guys. It's perfect. If there's any left, bring half over."
Mrs. Cheng patted him and laughed. Thinking of her usually refined husband becoming like a naughty child, she shook her head slightly.
"You never tire of fine food, and you never tire of delicate minced meat. We're both older now, so we need to take care of our health. You can only try a little bit of spicy food."
Zhou Jiao was worried that the old man would be embarrassed when she heard this, so she quickly came to the rescue, "Aunt, I'm going to make three-fresh wontons tonight, how about it? Come and show your support."
Mr. Cheng had no reservations. He was even more pleased that the child was thoughtful. He smiled and nodded, "Remember to come to me if you try any new dishes in the future."
This made everyone laugh.
Seeing Aunt Chen busying around, Zhou Jiao went to the kitchen to help. On the square table was a pile of wontons that Aunt Chen had finished making, which was more than half done. Originally, these were to be the family's midnight snack for Aunt Chen and Xiao Wang.
Now there are only five more people, so I divided some of the filling prepared for the buns for tomorrow morning.
Zhou Jiao first brought a plate of spicy crayfish, crispy dried fish, and homemade fruit wine to the yard, and then returned to the kitchen. Aunt Chen was even faster.
Since the advent of LPG cylinders, Aunt Chen has only given up her earthen stove when absolutely necessary. She says this high-end item should be used as a decoration, like some young city dwellers using it as a bargaining chip when looking for a partner.
But if she really had to use this thing to cook all the time, she wouldn't be happy about it. She only needs to use a can every month with a ticket and a number. How can it be more economical than using firewood?
Especially with central heating in the winter, we no longer need to burn stoves to keep warm. Gas is worse than a clay stove, but at least people can keep hot water hot 24 hours a day, so they don't need anything.
In the courtyard, Old Lady Cheng saw Zhou Jiao coming out with a tray and smelled the fragrance. She quickly stood up and said, "Be careful. It smells like sesame oil."
Looking at his cheerful wife, Old Cheng smiled and shook his head. "This girl is either always on business trips or working. When she has a little free time, she stays at home preparing delicious food. She's really busy."
"It's good to be busy, especially Jiaojiao, who always brings a lot of souvenirs when she comes back from a business trip." Wen Congwen said humorously, glancing at his eager little son out of the corner of his eye.
Very good! Just wait for the elders to come first and be polite.
"Mom, let me do it. I was just about to ask Jiaojiao why Xiaowu sent so many things over again? Do you think I, as an elder, have the nerve to eat the younger ones every day?"
In response to his daughter's words, Mr. Cheng smiled but said nothing. Sincerity is the key to success. That girl can't tolerate any sand in her eyes, and ordinary people can't get into her heart.
In addition to the adults eating wontons, drinking and chatting, Xiaoyu and Ping'an brothers also successfully met up and sat at the coffee table in the living room, eating and chatting.
Xiaoyu took a bite of the wonton and squinted his eyes in satisfaction. Is this his sister's cooking? It was so delicious, so tasty, but a small bowl was too little.
"I have good news for you. From now on, except for every weekend, I will stay here with my grandparents. Are you three happy?"
Upon hearing this, the brothers June 1 and May 1 immediately looked at their elder brother. Seeing him smile and nod, the two brothers looked at each other and quickly nodded.
Xiaoyu smiled proudly, "I will help you take care of them both in the future. Remember, good friends share happiness and hardship."
Before he could finish his words, Liuyi looked up at the ceiling and rolled his eyes. He still couldn't forget his catchphrase and thought to himself: Idiot!
On the other side, Wuyi snorted and turned to look at Zhou Jiao in the yard. Was he considering reporting someone for targeting the snacks of the three brothers?
Xiao Ping'an put down his spoon, playfully squeezed the hands of his brothers on either side, then looked at Xiao Yu and asked, "Are you transferring schools?"
"What a smart kid! Grandpa has already promised tonight that I, your best friend, will protect you at school from now on. If anyone bullies you, tell me."
Safety:"……"
"Are you really touched?"
Could he say he was of a different generation? Xiao Pingan glanced at him, not wanting to beat around the bush. "Crab roe dumplings and seafood porridge tomorrow morning."
Xiaoyu couldn't help swallowing, looking at him with shining eyes, "Is it my sister's craftsmanship or Aunt Chen's?"
This is very crucial.
You should know that the hairy crabs his brother-in-law sent him, his aunt would just boil or steam them, which was a waste of food. Crab roe dumplings, crab meat and three fresh wontons, hairy crab steamed glutinous rice, spicy hairy crab...
——With so many tricks, why don’t you get it?
The three brothers all had the same expression, glaring at him with disdain and blurting out in unison: "Foodie!"
Xiaoyu didn't take it personally and stretched out his hands to pinch the two little guys' faces, but they noticed and moved away before he was a step too late. As for why he didn't pinch Ping An?
Can he say that this little guy is so angry that he can't be messed with? (But aren't you afraid that the twins will come to demand repayment?)
After finishing eating, Ping An went to Zhang Guoqing and said, "Dad, we want to go upstairs."
While listening to the conversation between Mr. Cheng and others, Zhang Guoqing kept an eye on the children's movements. He estimated the time and stood up worriedly.
“Brother-in-law, I’m old enough to take them upstairs.”
It's because of you, the naughty boy, jumping around that Zhang Guoqing feels uneasy. Even though the twins can usually go up and down the stairs by themselves, they would be frightened by your sudden jumpiness.
Especially since the three sons usually never bring outsiders upstairs, it is unknown whether there will be any conflict. He knows that the three Ping An brothers have a habit of not allowing outsiders to invade their territory.
Even if he agreed to take him upstairs now, he would probably only play in the multi-functional activity room for the three brothers.
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