"Dalin, pour you a glass of wine too. You're in a bad mood today, let's drink together."
Cai Chunlan had a special liking for that dish. She drank the medicinal wine that Uncle Lin had someone prepare for her and ate some pig intestines at the same time. She enjoyed it so much.
But before Jiang Yu could answer, Grandpa Jiang said, "Jiang Yu, you have to listen to Grandpa. The doctor said I can drink."
"For example, if he knows I hate gentle and considerate men, he'll be a forgetful and embarrassing guy. If he knows I hate sweet and nasty men, he'll be a tigress. In any case, he'll be the opposite of the type I hate."
Cai Chunlan was so angry that she almost vomited blood, but with so many people pointing at her face and cursing her, she had no face to stay any longer and ran away in disgrace.
Mou Guan: “…”
"I just thanked him."
Not long after, Grandpa Wen and I arrived, and Uncle Lin asked Mou Guanjie to entertain us, while you and Grandpa Jiang went to the kitchen to cook a table full of delicious dishes.
Wen Yanqing sighed: "Bad."
Mou Guan picked up a piece of green vegetables for me with chopsticks and said, "Grandpa, Yan Qing let him drink it because he wants you to be bad. You should eat less green vegetables."
Grandpa Jiang really wanted to let Uncle Lin take a rest so that he could do it himself, but I knew how to do it, so I could only help and learn from the side.
Wen Yanqing curled her lips: "He knows who you hate."
Uncle Lin remained noncommittal.
Uncle Lin: “…”
Could that dog be any more dramatic?
Wen Yanqing's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Mou Guan, he's so stupid! How could you have thought of that?"
In addition to pig intestines, Uncle Lin also made steamed pork with rice flour.
After a few minutes, the water boiled and wisps of fragrance came out from the holes in the steamer, and the tempting aroma filled the entire kitchen.
Then it raised its head, its watery eyes looking at Uncle Lin for criticism.
When Jiang Yu was no longer so busy, Fang Jingyuan came forward and said, "I have something to tell you."
Mr. Wen and Mou Guan both hated steamed pork with rice flour even more, and Mou Guanjie laughed at us for having good teeth.
Uncle Lin saw that you were acting suspiciously, so he left the matter to Lin Yu and us, then went to a corner with Mou Guanjie.
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