"Qing'er, this grilled fish is really good. All the essence has gone into the bean sprouts and tofu-skinned enoki mushrooms at the bottom. It's too good for my taste!"

Mrs. Liu was exerting herself unhurriedly and still found time to take care of Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Liu's baking pan. The grilled fish inside was originally a complete carp weighing more than four pounds.

Cut it from the flank and spread it flat on the baking sheet, with a thick layer of side dishes spread underneath.

Now, there is only one big head and one tail left in the grilled fish, and the middle part is basically divided.

However, there were very few fish bones next to everyone's bowls and chopsticks, while Liu's bowl had fish bones and fish bones piled up like a hill.

Not only that, there was a large piece of fish midsection in her bowl.

"Fourth Aunt, you are really..."

"What is it really?"

"Most of the fish went into your stomach, but in the end you told me that the essence was in the side dishes at the bottom, and that you only liked that one bite. You are really telling lies!"

Since Ms. Liu insists on asking, Yang Ruoqing should tell the truth.

Mr. Liu is thick-skinned, and he laughed when the truth was exposed.

"It is precisely because I have eaten a lot of fish and made many comparisons that I feel more and more that the side dishes are more delicious than the fish."

"Okay, then don't eat the middle piece of fish in your bowl. Eat some bean sprouts and tofu skin!"

"No problem, come on, come on, I'll give you the middle part of the fish in Aunt Four's bowl. Aunt Four will love you!"

Mrs. Liu pretended to give the fish in her bowl to Yang Ruoqing, which scared Yang Ruoqing and quickly covered her bowl.

"Okay, okay, even if I'm afraid of you, you should just eat it yourself!"

That piece of fish, not to mention whether the fourth aunt had bitten it or not, was wrapped in a circle of broken rice grains, and it was impossible for Yang Ruoqing to swallow it.

So this 'competition' ended with Yang Ruoqing admitting defeat.

There is no way, no one is Liu's opponent in this area, and Yang Ruoqing even feels inferior to her.

"Hey, Qing'er is still filial to me and doesn't want to eat it, so Aunt Four will continue to eat it!"

Mrs. Liu got the advantage and behaved well, and continued to enjoy the feast with a proud look on her face.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't laugh or cry.

Others nearby also laughed when they heard their conversation. Everyone was already accustomed to Liu's behavior.

Mrs. Tan and Yang Huamei did not sit at this table. Their mother and daughter, along with Zhuang Zhuang, were arranged to share a table with the men.

The reason is that there are two more seats over there, and the women here want to get together to eat and talk, which is very comfortable.

Mrs. Tan and they couldn't get along in this regard, and Mrs. Tan would take her precious old daughter Yang Huamei with her wherever she went.

So when everyone heard that there were still two people missing from the table above, they immediately recommended Tan and Yang Huamei to sit there.

It is precisely because of this that Mrs. Liu can extend her chopsticks to the plate of grilled fish so unscrupulously, and no one will really care about her.

Even if Yang Ruoqing said a few words, they were mostly ridiculing.

After all, there are a lot of delicious dishes on the table, including chicken, duck, fish, river crab, prawns and roasted goose elbow. As long as your belly is big enough, you won’t be afraid of not having enough to eat.

So if Mr. Liu likes to eat just a plate of grilled fish, then just eat more. It doesn’t matter.

However, people will not die unless they seek death. If people seek death, they are really seeking their own death.

No, after Mrs. Liu sat at her table and ate for a while, she suddenly turned her attention to the table of men above.

Because men drink and talk, they don't work as hard as women, so women usually eat more than half of the food on the table, while the men may not even use their chopsticks on the food on the table.

So, Mrs. Liu stood up with her chopsticks and bumped her butt towards the men's table above.

The euphemistic name is: "I'll help them eat something, hehe!"

Mrs. Liu held up her chopsticks and twisted her body to the men's table. After looking around, they naturally walked to Yang Huaming's side and squeezed Yang Huaming's shoulders with their waists: "Go to the side and yell, give me this."

I’ll pick up some food.”

Yang Huaming was holding a wine cup and was about to clink glasses with Blacksmith Luo. Maybe he was bumped on the shoulder by Madam Liu, and a little of the wine in the wine cup spilled out and fell on the back of his hand, with a few drops falling on the table.

He frowned and glanced at Mrs. Liu unhappily, but still didn't say anything.

She just moved her body to the side to give Mrs. Liu a space to pick up the food, and to save Mrs. Liu from squeezing the other people next to her...

Mrs. Liu was very satisfied with Yang Huaming's performance. She stood there with chopsticks in her hands and scanned the dishes and bowls on the table with her eyes.

This is strange to say. Earlier at the women's table, she was so excited about the grilled fish thief that she threw herself there and ate most of the fish until she died of exhaustion.

But when she got to the table, there was obviously an almost complete grilled fish on the grilled fish plate, but she suddenly lost interest again.

On the contrary, her interest was in the plate of braised Sixi dumplings.

Today's braised Sixi dumplings are made by Zhao Liu'er. They are 30% fat and 60% thin, and add 10% tender tofu to make the Sixi dumplings into a round shape.

First fry it in an oil pan until the outside is golden and crispy, then put it in the pan and cook it with minced ginger, millet and chili over low heat. Before serving, thicken the meat and sprinkle with chopped green onion.

It's placed on a large white fan-shaped plate, with cabbage leaves on the bottom for decoration. Not to mention, it's really tempting.

Mrs. Liu's chopsticks were thrust directly into the large plate filled with Sixi dumplings.

As soon as the end of the chopsticks caught one, the heavy feeling was transferred to her hands through the chopsticks.

The portion is quite generous. This dumpling is probably three or four pounds heavy. For those with small appetites, one dumpling can satisfy them!

But for Mr. Liu, such a big ball is just a piece of cake between his teeth.

So, after Mrs. Liu picked up the first Sixi Yuanzi, she turned around and headed to the women's table. At the men's table, Mrs. Tan raised her eyelids and stared at Mrs. Liu running away.

From behind, he glared disdainfully.

Then, the old lady put a Sixi dumpling into Yang Huamei's bowl.

"Mei'er, eat it. You used to like this kind of dumplings when you were a girl at home. Eat more."

Yang Huamei raised her head and smiled at Mrs. Tan, "Mom, you can eat it yourself."

Mrs. Tan said: "Mom doesn't like this, please eat more."

Mrs. Tan raised her hand to pinch Yang Huamei again.

Yang Huamei saw that there were only six left on the plate and hurriedly stopped Tan.

"Mom, one is enough for me. There are others at the table who haven't eaten yet. Leave it for them."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw his eldest grandson Zhuangzhuang also stretching his chopsticks towards the bowl containing Sixi Yuanzi.

Mrs. Tan took advantage of the situation and put one of the Sixi dumplings on the plate into Zhuang Zhuang's bowl.

Since then, there are only five left on the plate, which is about it.

"This Sixi dumpling has a good texture, very delicate, not greasy at all, and the sauce is well coated." Yang Huamei commented in a low voice to Mrs. Tan while eating.

"I wonder who made it?" she asked again.

Mrs. Tan said: "It was made by Yongzhi's wife, she is good at making Sixi dumplings!"

Yang Huamei nodded, "Liu'er is indeed very clever."

"There are five more in there. You hurry up and eat them. I'll give them to you when you're done!" Ms. Tan said in a low voice.

Yang Huamei smiled: "I also want to eat something special, such as grilled fish."

"Then I'll get you some grilled fish?" Tan made a show of standing up.

He was quietly pulled back by Yang Huamei.

"Mom, there's no need. After I finish eating this big dumpling in the bowl, I'll pick up the fish myself. There's almost no room left in the bowl."

In this case, Mr. Tan sat back.

His eyes glanced at Zhuang Zhuang next to him, and Zhuang Zhuang had already chewed half of the Sixi Yuanzi in his bowl.

Mr. Tan said: "Zhuangzhuang is like you, and he also likes to eat Sixi dumplings. I will give him another one after he finishes eating."

Yang Huamei said: "Okay, but two at most will be enough. I also want him to eat some chicken. Chicken nourishes the body and helps him grow taller."

Mrs. Tan glanced at the chicken in the bowl on the table. Yes, yes, there is also a chicken leg. She will put it in a bowl for Zhuang Zhuang in a moment.

"Haha, give in, give in."

Mrs. Liu's voice suddenly rang in her ears again, and her figure came back again.

"What are you doing? It's not like your table is out of food, why do you keep coming here?"

Yang Huaming was just able to sit back down, but was forced by Mrs. Liu to move aside again so that Mrs. Liu could have a place to pick up the food.

Mrs. Liu's eyes were like searchlights, continuing to scan over the dishes in front of her, not missing each one.

But he was muttering something about Yang Huaming.

This time, she had a rice bowl in her hand. Her first step was to put the target on the grilled fish plate in the middle. With a chopstick, half of the fish belly was dragged into the bowl.

Then she placed her target on a nearby bowl of stewed chicken. With a chopstick, a chicken drumstick landed in her bowl.

At this time, Liu's bowl was piled as high as a hillside.

Yang Huaming said: "It's almost done. You should go back to your own table to eat!"

"Hey, you talk a lot. I'm almost more knowledgeable than you!"

Mrs. Liu impatiently replied to Yang Huaming, then leaned forward and stretched her chopsticks towards the big plate filled with Sixi dumplings.

The Sixi dumplings were round and round, like small balls. This time Liu did not use the chopsticks to pick them, but to poke them with them.

The heads of the two chopsticks were thrust in at the same time, and a big dumpling was poked up. She did not drag it into her bowl, but shook it a few times, pushed the dumpling towards the body of the chopsticks, and then used the exposed chopsticks again.

Poke the head again.

Suddenly I poked the second round ball, just like skewering candied haws on a plate...

At this time, even if the men who were drinking didn't want to see this scene, they couldn't avoid it. Everyone looked a little weird. Yang Huazhong wanted to say something, but it was inconvenient to say it, so he could only watch Yang Huaming quietly.

Yang Huaming was so embarrassed that he wanted to get under the table...

"Almost, almost!"

Especially when he saw that Mr. Liu had such a full bowl of vegetables, but he didn't even have any intention of leaving. He even skewered the candied haws with Sixi dumplings in front of everyone. Yang Huaming lowered his head and quietly used his hands to pull the corners of Mr. Liu's clothes and lower them.
Chapter completed!