Chapter 275 Why not let the grandmas sit at the table for dinner?
Facing the camera the next day, the two people who had quarreled the night before looked normal, as if nothing had happened.
It’s just that Fu Mengyao seemed to be very cold towards Richie.
Richie was very scared and didn't go to play with everyone. He just followed Fu Mengyao.
He wanted to hold Fu Mengyao's hand, but Fu Mengyao hugged her arms and refused to let him hold her hand.
Richie looked to Zhou Jingcheng for help. After thinking about it all night, Zhou Jingcheng realized that Fu Mengyao did this to teach her son a lesson.
So he didn't coax Richie like he did before, but told him: "Think carefully about what you did wrong yesterday to make your mother so angry."
"Think about what you should do now to make your mother forgive you?"
Fu Mengyao glanced at Zhou Jingcheng with some surprise.
She thought that Zhou Jingcheng would do the same today as before and choose to mediate between mother and son, thus making all her efforts go to waste.
Zhou Jingcheng breathed a sigh of relief when he noticed that Fu Mengyao's eyes had become a little softer.
He had made up his mind last night that he would never go against Fu Mengyao on his child's education in the future.
Richie remembered how he had snatched the stick from Sissi's hand last night.
This kind of thing has happened before and his dad always spoke up for him. Why didn’t his dad help him this time?
Richie couldn't figure it out, so he lowered his head and said nothing.
When everyone gathered, Richie unexpectedly apologized to Sissi in front of everyone.
"Xixi, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have snatched your stick last night. I apologize to you. Can you forgive me?"
Xixi was only angry when her phone was robbed, but now she is no longer angry, so she said generously, "It's okay, I forgive you, we are still good friends."
Richie turned around and finally saw a smile on Fu Mengyao's face. He ran back and this time successfully held Fu Mengyao's hand.
Fu Mengyao let him hold her hand and did not scold her son in front of others.
Give your child just enough education.
Su Zi came out at the right time to announce today's tasks.
"Let me announce today's tasks. The seven mothers will need to take their babies to the village and help the villagers complete the tasks assigned by the villagers in order to obtain ingredients for lunch."
"And our seven fathers all need to go to the village fish pond to help. Today the village organized people to fish. After participating in the fishing, everyone can get a fish as food for today's lunch."
"It's getting late. In order for everyone to have dinner on time, please act now."
The tasks assigned by the villagers are very simple, mostly helping with some simple farm work.
The main purpose is to let children and adults enjoy the fun of working together and experience activities such as feeding pigs, picking, and pulling vegetables.
After completing the task perfectly and obtaining the ingredients for lunch, the mothers did not rush to cook, but took their children to the fish pond to watch the villagers fishing.
Several children screamed and shouted as they watched the fish tumbling in the pond after the water was drained.
Keep calling his dad.
Several male guests responded while looking intently at the fish in the pond.
They had just agreed on a competition to see who could catch the biggest fish. Whoever caught the biggest fish would not have to cook lunch and could directly choose one of the six families to eat together.
In order to have lunch without having to cook, the seven fathers tried their best.
The village is full of left-behind elderly people. Except during the New Year and other festivals, it is rare to see so many young people and children. Everyone is happy to watch them having fun.
After the fishing was over, several male guests weighed the fish they caught. Wang Ye caught the heaviest fish and took first place.
He was so happy that he hugged his daughter Duoduo and kissed her several times.
"That's great. We don't have to cook lunch anymore. Someone will cook for us."
"Who among you is the best cook?"
Wang Zichen: "Don't look at me. I can cook the rice, but don't expect it to be delicious."
Deng Yancheng: "I can't do that either."
He Changting said helplessly: "Then you and your family can eat with us."
Wang Ye: "Then I won't be polite!"
When the owner of the fish pond heard what they said, he immediately said enthusiastically: "Don't cook for lunch, boys. Come eat with us in the village. The village has caught fish today and there will be a fish feast."
Wang Ye: "Brother, this is inappropriate."
"Nothing is wrong. Just listen to me. You have contributed, so it is only right that I treat you to a meal."
"Don't be so long-winded. I'll be there soon. My house is right behind. The biggest house you see is my house."
"Come on, come on, help load the fish into the truck first, and let the fish collectors take the fish away."
The owner of the fish pond was about 60 years old and spoke in a strong voice.
He shouted and asked everyone to help load all the caught fish into the truck.
There was no chance for He Changting and the others to refuse.
Su Zi did not stop them, and since the owner of the fish pond was so kind, no one refused.
After loading the fish, a group of people followed the owner of the fish pond back home.
Everyone went to help and did what they could.
Before the meal even started, the eight children were fed by the villagers. Some gave them fruits, some gave them candies, and some gave them biscuits.
Or they would stuff a piece of stewed meat into their mouths. Anyway, the eight children never stopped eating.
The owner of the fish pond set up four tables in his yard.
The male guests were persuaded by the villagers to drink some homemade rice wine.
They are all people who get embarrassed when drinking, and their faces are all red.
Considering that several children needed to take a nap, the mothers took their children away first, leaving the male guests here to chat and drink with the villagers.
On the way back, Maizi asked Murong Mingyue what she was wondering, "Mom, why didn't the grandmas who cooked for us eat with us at the table? Why did they all eat in the kitchen?"
Fubao answered without thinking: "Because those grandmas are all girls, and my grandma said that girls can't sit at the table and eat with boys."
"Grandma said this is the rule of our ancestors."
After Fubao finished speaking, he nodded affirmatively.
Hu Bingxin and the others looked at each other in bewilderment.
Maizi was puzzled and stopped to ask, "Mom, is that so? But why? Is it because boys have one more stick than us?"
"Mom, you watched TV and it also said that ladies should be given priority and women hold up half the sky. So why can't we let the grandmothers eat at the table? The meals are cooked by the grandmothers. They work very hard."
The words spoken by little Maizi shocked the seven adults. They had never expected that such mature and thoughtful words would come out of the mouth of a child.
Murong Mingyue squatted down, looked Maizi in the eye, and said to Maizi on an equal footing: "Maizi, Mom is glad that you noticed this problem. The behavior of not letting grandma sit at the table for dinner in the village is wrong and feudal, and it should be eliminated."
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