"Grandma, Grandma Dong, come quickly, this is all from my father." Xiao Wu took the hands of Mother Qian and Old Madam Dong, and asked them to taste the prey her father had hunted.
Zheng Ran and Zheng Qin arranged for everyone to take their seats. "These preys are all fresh from my master's hunting."
Although Lu Yishan was not afraid, he knew that these people were good to his daughter. In order to express his gratitude, he ran into the mountains alone and hunted a lot of prey.
A wild boar, a wild deer, some pheasants, some hares...
In addition to roasting game, there was a large pot next to it, boiling bone soup. In the kitchen at the end of the row of rooms, a large pot of steamed buns and a large pot of white rice were being steamed.
At the dining table of the Sun family, the eldest sister-in-law of the Sun family was all smiles. The dissatisfaction she had felt on the road when she heard about the Turkic army's advance had long since disappeared. At this moment, the rich food brought her satisfaction to a climax.
"Dad, Mom, let me serve you a bowl of soup." The eldest sister-in-law of the Sun family took the initiative to pick up the spoon and served two bowls of bone soup to the landlord Sun and his wife. There were also a few pieces of ribs and radishes in the soup.
Not willing to be outdone, Sun's sister-in-law helped give one roasted pheasant leg to her father-in-law and one to her mother-in-law.
Landlord Sun glared at her and quickly brought his bowl of bone soup to Zhao's mother, and along with the bone soup, he also brought the chicken leg.
Landlord Sun knew very well that their family could enjoy such treatment thanks to the old Zhao family's daughter-in-law.
These two tactless daughters-in-law flattered the wrong people.
Mrs. Sun smiled and sat back in her seat.
Mother Zhao left the chicken leg to Xiaoyun and drank the bone soup herself. The journey had worn out her old arms and legs.
She had just taken a hot spring bath, and the unprecedented comfort made her drowsy.
She wanted to finish her meal early and go to bed early.
Looking at the lively scene before her, Zhao's mother was filled with emotion.
She knew as well as Landlord Sun that she, the third son's family, and the third son's wife's family were able to enjoy such treatment thanks to Qian Chunhua.
At first, this old wife was looked down upon and despised by the old man.
Now that they were enjoying all this together, Zhao's mother began to worry about her old daughter-in-law, wondering whether she had found Qingfeng.
"Mom, don't worry, my sister-in-law will be fine." Seeing her mother-in-law, Sun Meiping guessed the worry in her heart, because along the way, Zhao's mother mentioned her sister-in-law more than once.
Sun Meiping's comfort did not alleviate Zhao's mother's worries.
She knew that Qian Chunhua had set out with the army of Prince Yongning. Now that the Turkic army had arrived, there would inevitably be a major battle between the two. How could Qian Chunhua, who was in the army of Prince Yongning, escape?
Mother Qian and Old Madam Dong also held the same idea as Mother Zhao.
One of them worries about her daughter and grandson, and the other worries about her son and grandson.
The delicious food in front of them made them unable to swallow.
Guan Yueru suppressed her worry and said, "Mom, you should eat a little. Otherwise, when Cong'er and Mingshan come up the mountain in a few days and see that you are sick, they will be even more worried."
Qian Xingshan also comforted his mother, "Mom, just drink a bowl of soup. Qingsong and Xiaoling are still waiting for you to take care of them."
As soon as Qian Xingshan finished speaking, Qingsong and Xiaoling both looked at Qian's mother worriedly.
Qian's mother nodded and took the bowl from Qian Xingshan. "You guys should eat more too. We all need to take care of our health and wait for your wife to come back."
After Qian Xingshan handed the bowl to his mother, he planned to serve himself another bowl of soup.
He took the bowl to the big basin, but his left hand was inconvenient, so he could only put the bowl on the ground and pick up the soup spoon with his left hand.
Dong Nianmei, who had been paying attention to him, stood up quickly and said, "Let me do it, let me do it."
Dong Nianmei snatched the soup spoon from Qian Xingshan's hand and helped him fill a bowl of soup with more meat and less soup.
Qian Xingshan blushed, took the bowl, and whispered, "Thank you...thank you, Sister Nianmei."
Dong Nianmei smiled generously, "Why thank you? It's just a favor. I haven't thanked you enough for saving me."
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