Nongmen noble girl, she was conferred a god by her beauty

Chapter 70 Weird Atmosphere
There are steamed corn bread, pickles and a plate of pork head meat on the dinner table.

The pork head meat is stewed, but it's a pity that Mrs. Chu's craftsmanship is average, so the taste of the stewed meat is naturally relatively flat, but even so, the eyes of the few people at the dinner table are still fixed on the plate of meat.

That's meat!
The old lady Chu stood up quickly and ran into the kitchen, and brought out two white flour steamed buns, which she specially prepared for her youngest son and grandson, and no one else had this kind of treatment at all.

As usual, the old lady Chu gave two white flour steamed buns to the two of them. Chu Dahe accepted them with a normal expression, but Chu Changfeng stopped halfway through reaching out.

He withdrew his hand embarrassingly, looked up at Chu Changjin, "Cousin, I'll give you some steamed buns."

My heart kept bleeding.

In order to curry favor with Chu Wanning, that great demon king, he really suffered all kinds of grievances!

Everyone at the dinner table looked over.

Mrs. Zhou couldn't hold back, "Son, if you're not feeling well, the steamed bun girl will save it for you to eat at night." Why did you give it to that brat for nothing?
The old lady Chu didn't notice Zhou's psychological fluctuations, and nodded, "Yes, dear grandson, I will keep the steamed buns for you."

The corners of Chu Changjin's lips twitched, showing sarcasm.

He lowered his eyes, reached out to pick up a plain bun, and opened his mouth to eat it.

No matter what, the white flour steamed bun wheel was not his turn.

Chu Changfeng didn't miss the sneer on his lips, his face flushed immediately, feeling that Mrs. Chu and Mrs. Zhou didn't give him any face, so he dropped his chopsticks in anger, "I said give it to my cousin!"

This reaction was unexpected.

Chu Dahe subconsciously said, "If you don't want to eat it, give it to your father. Your father is still not full after a steamed bun." The latter sentence was whispered.

The old lady Chu was so close to her son that no one else could hear Chu Dahe's muttering, but she could hear it clearly.

She didn't think much about it, she loved her good grandson, so naturally her younger son also loved her.

Mrs. Chu handed the remaining white flour steamed bun to Chu Dahe, "Son, since my grandson won't eat it, you should eat it."

Chu Dahe happily took it, but said, "Mother, this is so bad."

Chu Xiuxiu, who was sitting next to Zhou, lowered her eyes to block the displeasure in her eyes.

In this family, her treatment is only a little higher than that of Chu Changjin, who has no father or mother!I have a father and a mother, but they only have my younger brother in their eyes. Such good things have always fallen into her hands!

Chu Xiuxiu's hands hanging down on both sides suddenly tightened.

Seeing that his father took it as it should be, Chu Changfeng was so angry that his face turned green and pale, "Grandma, I said give the steamed buns to my cousin!"

The old lady Chu was stunned for a moment, then she came to her senses and waved her hand nonchalantly, "Your cousin doesn't want to eat, so let your father eat. He is also working very hard every day."

"What's so tiring, dad? He either goes out for a walk or drinks with friends all day long. His life is better than mine." Chu Changfeng curled his lips, and he didn't have much respect for this dad in his heart.

Chu Dahe's old bottom was cleaned up by his son, and his face was unnatural for a moment, "You child, if you want to eat, just tell dad, why are you talking about such nonsense."

After finishing speaking, he put the white flour steamed buns into Chu Changfeng's bowl, "Yes, Dad loves you, so I'd better let you eat these steamed buns!"

Chu Changfeng gave him a blank look, but he didn't tear down his father's platform.

After thinking about it, he endured the pain and put the white flour steamed buns into Chu Changjin's bowl, "Cousin, you eat."

Chu Changjin shook his head and directly refused, "I won't eat."

If he eats this steamed bun today, I'm afraid that the next life will be difficult. Chu Changjin can already foresee the miserable days ahead.

Chu Changfeng seemed to see a bit of sarcasm in his eyes, his face flushed immediately, and his heart was filled with embarrassment, "Eat quickly, or I will go to the big devil and big sister for trouble."

This time even Chu Xiuxiu looked over in surprise.

Chu Changfeng grew up being spoiled and spoiled, and everyone in his family gave way to him, which made him more and more lawless.

Even if it was his own sister, Chu Changfeng never yelled a few times.

And since Chu Wanning was kicked out of the house, Chu Changfeng paid less attention to her, and imitated others to shout disasters one by one on weekdays.

What happened now?He actually called out Mrs.
Chu Changfeng didn't care about his sister's scrutiny, and said viciously, "Did you hear clearly? If I don't want to trouble your sister, I'll eat the steamed bun."

She grinned and made an expression, as if threatening Chu Changjin.

Chu Changjin looked at this winking cousin, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

What the hell expression?

so ugly.

But since Chu Changfeng said so, if he refused to accept it, if the other party really became angry and attacked his sister, then Chu Changjin would really regret it.

After thinking about it, Chu Changjin swallowed the last mouthful of steamed buns in his hand, and reached out to take the white flour steamed buns.

Open your mouth and bite.

Eat what you want, whoever is afraid of whom!

Seeing the delicious white flour steamed buns go into the mouth of the person she hates the most, Zhou's face turned livid with anger. If she hadn't been concerned about her son, she might have tried to snatch it right now.

Eat, eat, eat, you forget it.

No father or mother thing.

Seeing this, Chu Changfeng was satisfied, raised his hand and picked up a yellowed bun and took a bite, and the next moment his whole body froze.

This wowotou is too harsh!
Too bad to eat.

Chu Changfeng wanted to spit out the Wowotou, and in the next second, he met Chu Changjin's mocking eyes. Maybe it was because of his youthful vigor, or maybe he was afraid of Chu Wanning's revenge, so he swallowed the Wowotou abruptly. Then he took a big gulp of warm water.

After finishing drinking, Chu Changfeng looked at the Wowotou in his hand with a sleepy expression.

It turned out that Chu Changjin ate this kind of stuff on weekdays.

No, even if it's corn bread, Chu Changjin can only eat it once every two days.

On weekdays, the Zhou family would always find various excuses to dismiss Chu Changjin, or else give him a sweet potato and drive him to the kitchen.

Mrs. Chu wanted to say a few words, but every time, Mrs. Zhou used Chu Changfeng as an excuse to divert her attention, and there was gradually one less figure on the dinner table.
Although the sweet potato can fight hunger, it has no oil and water. If it were Chu Changfeng himself, he would definitely not be able to last the next meal.

He lowered his head, and for the first time, a similar complex emotion appeared in his eyes.

Chu Changfeng collected his emotions and looked up in Chu Changjin's direction, only to find that he was only interested in eating the pickled vegetable clapper in front of him, and didn't even touch the plate of pig's head meat.

Chu Changfeng felt a little frustrated again.

He picked up the remaining half of the pork head and put it directly into Chu Changjin's bowl, "These are all yours, eat slowly."

Chu Changjin looked up in surprise.

How does Chu Changfeng want to harm him?

Chu Xiuxiu quietly touched Zhou's elbow beside her.

Zhou's reaction was instant, and she subconsciously wanted to scold her nephew.

As a result, Chu Changfeng said one step ahead of her, "Mother, eat quickly." He randomly stuffed a bun in the past, directly blocking what Zhou was about to say.

This is the first time my son feels sorry for being a mother!

Zhou's attention was immediately snatched away, tears were streaming down his face, not to mention how moved he was, "Son, you still love mother so much, it's not in vain that mother loves you so much."

Mrs. Chu was jealous, "Good grandson."

Chu Changfeng took another steamed bun and handed it over, "Grandma, you have worked hard all day cooking, eat more."

The old lady Chu suddenly became like Mrs. Zhou.

With tears in his eyes, he unconsciously reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "I know that my grandson is a sensible child."

The situation did not develop as she wanted, Chu Xiuxiu bit her lower lip angrily.

This meal was very quiet and unexpectedly harmonious.

Go back to the room.

As soon as the couple sat down, Chu Dahe's eyes flashed, and he couldn't wait to ask Zhou, "What happened to my son today? Why does he seem to be a different person?"

Zhou stopped combing her hair, and replied stiffly, "What has changed, Xiaofeng has always been filial and friendly."

Chu Dahe couldn't help rolling his eyes.

His own son's arrogant and domineering virtues, as a father, still can't understand?
Chu Dahe wanted to ask a few more questions, but on second thought, on the surface, his second uncle loved the children left behind by his eldest brother and sister-in-law very much. If he asked, wouldn't it prove his hypocrisy?
Just like that, the atmosphere in the room fell silent.

(End of this chapter)