Wen Qiuning came in with fried zucchini, and Wen Qin followed closely with a pot of chicken soup.
Wen Qiuning was wearing a pink plaid apron. Perhaps because she had been busy all afternoon, a few strands of hair were scattered around her ears.
Yu Xiangyang felt that Wen Qiuning was quite comfortable like this. She was less aloof than before and had a more down-to-earth air.
"Everyone come and have dinner." Wen Qiuning invited everyone to sit at the table.
Today's dishes are the most sumptuous, including chicken soup, braised pork feet, fried pork with chili peppers, fried leeks, fried zucchini, and a dish of spicy cabbage.
Wen Qiuning introduced these people to Wen Qin.
When Wen Qin heard that An An and Ke Ke were both Cheng Jingmo and Yu Xiangnian's children, she couldn't help but look at Yu Xiangyang a few more times.
This uncle is pretty good.
Wen Qin said: "Ningning often tells me in her letters about her life at university. Her teachers and classmates are all very kind to her. I am very grateful that you have taken such good care of her."
Yu Xiangyang listened and glanced at Wen Qiuning with some disdain. Coincidentally, she looked over too, and their eyes met, then quickly separated.
Yu Xiangyang thought, am I not good to her? Why did he only mention the teacher and classmates, but not him?
"No, no, Wen Qiuning also often helps us." Yu Xiangnian said politely.
Wen Qin added, "Ningning is a quiet and stubborn child. Luckily, she met some good people along the way. Not only did she get into university, but she also made so many friends!"
When everyone heard this, they knew that Wen Qin had no idea what Wen Qiuning had encountered in the village and at school.
Also, the sign of a person’s maturity is that he tells his parents good news but not bad news.
Parents can't help much anyway, and telling them about it will only make them anxious and sad, and add to their worries.
Everyone tacitly agreed not to mention unhappy things.
Yu Xiangyang ate the plate of leeks in front of him and muttered to himself: Ningning? Ningning? This name sounds good.
Wen Qin noticed that Yu Xiangyang only ate the dish in front of him, and thought he was embarrassed to take more food, so she scooped a spoonful of chicken soup with the meat.
"Classmate Yu, let me scoop some soup for you."
Yu Xiangyang was not polite and handed the bowl over, "Thank you, Auntie."
"You like to eat leeks. Next time you come to eat, I will buy more." Wen Qin said.
Cheng Jingmo glanced at Yu Xiangyang beside him.
This kid often tells him that leeks are not as delicious as leeks, so why did he eat so much today?
Cheng Jingmo also picked up a piece of leek with chopsticks to taste it, and it tasted just like that.
Everyone was eating and chatting, and the atmosphere was quite lively.
When they first met, Yu Xiangnian felt that Wen Qin was quite talkative, and her personality was different from Wen Qiuning's.
From casual conversation, we learned that Wen Qin is only forty years old this year, which shocked everyone.
On the one hand, Wen Qin looked much older than her actual age, and Yu Xiangnian even thought she was around fifty years old.
On the other hand, Wen Qiuning is twenty-one years old this year, which means that Wen Qin gave birth to Wen Qiuning when she was nineteen years old.
Although giving birth at the age of 17 or 18 is common in rural areas, the question is who is Wen Qiuning's father?
Yu Xiangnian and Wen Qiuning were the people closest to her, but she had never heard her mention a word about her father.
I don’t know whether he is dead or divorced, but at least it is certain that Wen Qiuning has a shadow in her heart about her father, and she rejects and hates him!
Just now when eating, Wen Qin scooped out two chicken legs and gave them to the two children.
An An ate half of it. Maybe he couldn't eat anymore or he was thinking about Yu Xiangyang. He walked up to Yu Xiangyang with a chicken drumstick in his greasy little hand and said, "Uncle, eat."
Yu Xiangyang wrinkled his nose at him and said through gritted teeth, "Uncle won't eat it!"
"Oh." An An came to Cheng Jingmo again, "Dad, eat."
Cheng Jingmo caught half a chicken leg with his bowl and said, "Thank you. Finish your meal and don't leave any leftovers."
"Yeah." An An walked back to his little stool and continued eating.
Lin Ye said to Yu Xiangyang sarcastically, "Yu Xiangyang, don't be ungrateful. An An gave such a good thing to you first before giving it to my brother!"
Yu Xiangyang put a piece of pig's trotter into her bowl, trying to shut her up. "Eat some pig's trotters to replenish your energy. You'll have more energy for cycling!"
Although he knew that An An was giving him delicious food, how could he eat half a leftover chicken leg in front of Wen Qiuning and the others!
Lin also said: "Why can't you correct it? This is called pig's hand!"
"What kind of hands does a pig have?" Yu Xiangyang argued, "Pig's feet!"
"The front two legs of a pig are called pig's hands, and the back two legs are called pig's feet!" Lin said without giving up.
"You mentioned the two front legs, so it's not called pig's trotter!" Yu Xiangyang continued to debate.
Lin also stiffened his neck, insisting on arguing to a conclusion, "Because it's the first two, it's a pig's trotter!"
Yu Xiangyang: "The first two are hands? Then why are there no dog hands or cat hands?"
Wen Qiuning wanted to laugh as she listened to their debate, but she tried hard to hold it back.
Cheng Jingmo, Yu Xiangnian and Xiaojie were not surprised. After all, the two of them would debate about some issue from time to time.
"Pigs are special!" Lin Ye said.
"How special is it?" Yu Xiangyang said, "It can write?"
Wen Qiuning couldn't hold it in any longer and let out a puff.
Fortunately, she turned her head in time and the food sprayed all over the floor.
Yu Xiangyang is so childish!
What is there to argue about? Who cares if it’s pig’s trotters or pig’s feet? Just eat it.
Lin also said: "How about we let everyone here judge whether it is pig's trotter or pig's foot!"
Yu Xiangnian didn't even glance at them and said indifferently, "We won't comment. Go ask the pig; it has the right to speak."
Now, both of them were quiet, looked at each other with disdain, and ate their own food.
When Wen Qiuning heard Yu Xiangnian's words, she couldn't stop laughing.
The whole family speaks so humorously!
Yu Xiangnian remembered the incident when Cheng Jingmo bought the pig's left foot.
Naturally, Cheng Jingmo was also thinking about this.
Cheng Jingmo picked up a piece of pig's trotter for Yu Xiangnian and said, "Have one."
Cheng Jingmo was afraid of causing another quarrel between Yu Xiangyang and Lin Ye, so he only dared to say that he would eat one piece, and did not even dare to say that he would eat a piece of pig's foot or pig's trotter.
Yu Xiangnian took a bite and asked, "Is this the left or right side of the pig?"
Yu Xiangnian was also afraid.
Cheng Jingmo: "Left."
"Hahaha..." Wen Qiuning couldn't hold back her laughter.
Today was the funniest thing she had ever heard. Sometimes it was a pig's trotter or a pig's foot, and sometimes it was a left foot or a right foot.
Yu Xiangyang: “…”
Seeing Wen Qiuning smile, he also felt like laughing.
You know what, Wen Qiuning is so cute when she smiles.
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