Chapter 8787 don't like to listen
Yang Huamei loves to hear Yang Huazhou’s words!
She looked at her eldest grandson Zhuangzhuang, who had his little head raised in his arms and was ignorant of worldly affairs, and said with a smile: "Zhuangzhuang, did you hear that? You are an honored guest now, and grandma will hold the corner of your clothes and sit on the big seat!"
Mrs. Tan smiled and urged beside her: "Mei'er, hurry up and sit down, dinner will be served soon!"
Yang Huamei nodded, hugged Zhuangzhuang and sat down. After she sat down, the arrangements for the others would be easier.
They sat down one by one according to their age and seniority. Dabao asked Dabai and Xiaohei to sit down, and then asked Bao Suyun to sit down.
Bao Suyun smiled and said: "I'm not in a hurry, I'll go to the kitchen to help serve the dishes."
Dabao said: "I'll just serve the food. Mom will treat grandma and aunt to dinner."
Yang Huazhou also said to Bao Suyun: "Listen to Dabao, there are several of them in the kitchen, and they are well manned!"
Bao Suyun smiled and nodded, then sat down.
Dabao then went to the kitchen, and Mianmian's main responsibility was to take care of the little girl.
Dabao said to Xiao Niuniu: "Go to the main room and let your grandma take you to dinner."
The little girl immediately ran away to the main room.
In the kitchen, Jiang Guiling put bowls of vegetables from the big pot on the tray in Dabao's hand and asked, "Are the seats all seated?"
Dabao nodded: "Sit down!"
"Is there any room left?" Jiang Guiling asked again.
Dabao thought for a moment, an Eight Immortals table can usually seat ten people, but currently it only seats seven people, not including Zhuangzhuang and Xiaoniuniu.
"There are still three spots left!" he said truthfully.
Jiang Guiling then told Mianmian: "Wash your hands and go sit down. Your help is not needed here."
Mianmian was stunned for a moment.
Dabao also reacted and said immediately: "Yes, sister, you go and sit down, as long as your sister-in-law and I are here."
Mianmian smiled and said, "I'm not in a hurry, I'll eat with my sister-in-law later."
Jiang Guiling frowned: "Why don't you sit down if you have a seat? Do you have to eat the leftovers they left? And there is a guy like Xiao Hei on the table. I guess there won't be any fish heads left for you, so go and eat!"
Mianmian smiled awkwardly.
Dabao was also very embarrassed and said to Jiang Guiling: "Please keep your voice down, I'll be embarrassed if you hear her later."
Jiang Guiling said: "I hold my voice tight and say it, so I can't hear it."
Then, she said to Mianmian: "Be obedient, you go and sit down first. Later, your brother and I will sit down and eat after we finish serving the dishes. We also have to toast your aunt!"
Dabao nodded and once again echoed Jiang Guiling's words to urge Mianmian: "Listen to your sister-in-law and go sit down quickly. There is nothing to be polite about in your own home."
In this case, Mianmian had no choice but to wash her hands and go to the main room to sit down.
Mianmian and Bao Suyun were sitting together, with little Niu Niu between them.
Dabao and Jiang Guiling brought dishes to the main room. After two rounds of running around, the table was full.
Placed in the middle of the table is a large black pottery pot with two ears and a deep mouth. In the pot is a whole chicken.
Several kinds of wild mushrooms were put into the chicken soup to make the soup. As soon as it was served, the rich aroma filled the huge hall.
He was so hooked that he couldn't help but twist his little head to look at the table.
Yang Huamei was so amused that she immediately became happy, "Oh, my strong boy, you can smell the aroma of chicken soup? Do you want to drink it, my dear?"
Bao Suyun, who was sitting next to Yang Huamei, had already picked up the big spoon and soup bowl, "I'll ladle it for Zhuang Zhuang."
Mrs. Tan asked: "How can such an old child drink such greasy chicken soup? Mei'er, I advise you to take it easy!"
Bao Suyun was stunned first.
Her Niuniu didn't start drinking chicken soup until she was one year old, and she had never been given it before.
It's not that she doesn't give it, it's that this little girl is picky and doesn't like to eat greasy things before she is one year old.
Yang Huamei looked indifferent and said to Mrs. Tan: "Chicken soup is a good thing. People drink it during confinement period. Why can't children drink it? Besides, my family Zhuangzhuang is half a year old and he starts drinking chicken soup in the twelfth lunar month.
The meat and bones are in soup, isn’t it a good thing?”
Tan said: "I heard from people of the older generation, saying that female babies can drink when they are young, but male babies should drink as little as possible before they are eight years old, as this will help them become adults!"
What Tan calls "adult" is nothing more than two characteristics.
1. Adam’s apple develops in advance on the neck.
Second, somewhere they will grow older in advance, and children will look old-fashioned. If they go too far, they will not grow taller and become a small adult.
When Yang Huamei heard what Tan said, she immediately became unhappy, and her face stretched longer than a shoehorn.
"Mom, can you please stop saying those unpleasant things to others when they are happy?"
Mr. Tan was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned down, with an old shoehorn face.
"Is this bad for the scenery? I'm doing it for your own good and for your family's prosperity!"
"It's not rare!" Yang Huamei said.
Next to him, Bao Suyun smiled and smoothed things over, "It should be okay if you drink a little, right?"
Mr. Tan snorted, "That rat poison can kill a cow even if you pinch your fingernail just a little bit!"
Bao Suyun's expression changed.
The expressions of other people at the table also changed.
Yang Huamei slammed her chopsticks on the table, "Mom, can you please have some virtue in your mouth? Zhuangzhuang is here to pay New Year's greetings. Can you speak more auspiciously?"
The same words of concern were heard by others, but when they came from my mother's mouth, the taste completely changed.
It has become so unpleasant that it makes people feel unspeakably bored. It doesn’t even feel like concern, but rather a curse!
"I really don't want to have an old lady like you, but I have no choice. It just came out of your belly!"
Yang Huamei said with a sad face, then sat back and said to Bao Suyun: "Fifth sister-in-law, stop working, my family Zhuangzhuang doesn't drink chicken soup anymore."
"Ah? You didn't even drink a sip?" Bao Suyun was caught in the middle, very embarrassed.
She secretly went to see Mr. Tan again, and found that although Mr. Tan didn't say anything anymore, she was sitting there with a dark face, her thin chest rising and falling, and she was obviously sulking.
"Listen to Mei'er!" Yang Huazhou winked at Bao Suyun.
Bao Suyun had no choice but to sit back.
Jiang Guiling also came over at this moment, and she noticed something was wrong with a flash of her eyes, so she put a plate of freshly steamed milk-flavored buns in front of Yang Huamei with a smile.
"Auntie, let Zhuangzhuang eat this. This milk-flavored steamed bun is soft and easy for children to digest. It contains jujube paste, which is sweet and nourishes the stomach."
When Jiang Guiling said this, Bao Suyun quickly agreed: "Yes, yes, children eat well, I will help Zhuangzhuang get one."
Zhuang Zhuang took a bite of the steamed bun with jujube paste and milk flavor that Bao Suyun fed into his mouth. He immediately clapped his little hands excitedly and clicked his little mouth to touch Bao Suyun's fingers.
This means I want to eat it again!
"Oh, Zhuang Zhuang likes to eat it, that's great!" Jiang Guiling laughed exaggeratedly.
Bao Suyun was also very happy, and then fed him another mouthful.
When Yang Huamei saw that her eldest grandson was surrounded by stars and was very interested in milk-flavored steamed buns, the unhappiness and depression in her heart were slightly diluted, and a smile appeared on her face again.
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Chapter completed!