Chapter 100 Sliced ​​Noodles
It was already dark.

The food prepared by the old man Sun Yuhou tonight is very simple, just a big bowl of sliced ​​noodles for each person. This is already a very high etiquette for entertaining guests. In this day and age, who would be willing to make white noodles like this?
The dough has been kneaded before, and Lan Xiang has also boiled the hot water. When Shaoan came back, he immediately put a wet cloth on his forehead, holding a guillotine in his hand. Xu Hui helped put the dough on the wet cloth .

Afterwards, Shaoan took a deep breath, spread his feet in a lunge, his eyes were sharp, and he waved his hands quickly, and the guillotine immediately brought up pieces of willow-like noodles and dropped them into the boiling hot water.

Dahai's three dolls stood in a pile and looked at this scene curiously. Eating noodles with a knife is just such a pleasure, and the process of cutting noodles is even more enjoyable.

The process of cutting noodles is a physical labor. After Shaoan finished cutting the dough on his forehead, he was out of breath, but his face was flushed and he was obviously very happy.

I'm not happy. Being able to eat white noodles is the result of his hard work. If he sells his strength every day like before, but the family still eats black steamed buns, it will make him sad.

Now Shao'an is full of hope for life. Looking at this dilapidated cave dwelling, he is full of motivation. He also wants to build a two-hole stone cave to change the history of the Sun family.

The noodles are rolled in hot water, and the seasonings are already in the bowl. You can eat the most authentic sliced ​​noodles in a short time.

But at this moment, two unexpected guests came uninvited.

"Brother, brother, I brought Fengying here." Sun Yuting was still at the slope of the yard, and his voice came up from afar.

Lan Xiang and Shaoping looked at each other, pursed their lips together, wishing they could hide the sliced ​​noodles immediately.

Sun Yuhou knocked on the smoke pot, sighed, and signaled Shaoan to go out to meet him.

Shaoan got up helplessly, and Wang Manyin followed him out, calling his second parents.

After they went out, they found that not only the two adults came, but also the two daughters they gave birth to. They brought their family to eat, and Wang Manyin was amazed.

"Yeah, Man Yin is here too." Seeing Wang Manyin, Sun Yuting was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and said.

Now he also learned from his elder brother that the first son-in-law of the Sun family seems to be capable, and he often donates good things to his elder brother's family.

So Sun Yuting didn't care about the previous things anymore, and still treated Wang Manyin as a relative, and if there was any trouble in the future, he could ask for help.

Unlike Sun Yuting's enthusiasm, the fat He Fengying didn't give them a good face, as if it was their honor to be able to come to the door.

Shaoan was dissatisfied in his heart, but he didn't say much. After all, he was an elder and invited them into the house.

As soon as they entered the cave, the aroma of sliced ​​noodles filled their nostrils. The eyes of the two adults and two children shone green, staring at the steaming stove like four hungry wolves.

"Brother, what day is it today, why do you eat sliced ​​noodles?" Sun Yuting asked, swallowing.

Sun Yuhou didn't answer his question, but just dug his cigarette without raising his head, and asked, "What's the matter with you here?"

Sun Yuting walked over to sit next to him with a smile, skillfully took out the bong and dug in his pipe, and replied: "Brother, I persuaded Fengying, this is not to meet again, get back together, in the future We are still relatives."

Sun Yuhou snorted coldly, but he didn't refute it aloud. His unsatisfied younger brother was right. Could it be that he really didn't want to be a relative?

He Fengying frowned and looked at everyone's indifferent attitude towards her, feeling a little dissatisfied in her heart, if it wasn't for the scent of sliced ​​noodles that attracted her, she would definitely turn around and leave.

In the end, it was Xu Hui who came forward and took the initiative to take her hand and said, "Fengying, then we will remain the same as before, we are all one family, so don't be angry with us."

He Fengying subconsciously broke away from Xu Hui's hand, and when she was about to yell at her, she suddenly saw Shaoan and Shaoping stand up with their fists swung from the corner of their eyes.

Panicked, she immediately held Xu Hui's hand behind her back and forced a smile, "Sister-in-law, this is it, this is it."

Shaoan and Shaoping snorted coldly, and then sat back down again.

Sun Yuting's two daughters didn't know the grievances of the adults. At this moment, they went to climb the stove regardless, clamoring for sliced ​​noodles, but Shaoping and Lanxiang, who were supposed to take care of the two younger sisters, turned a blind eye to them. Instead, there was some disgust in their eyes.

They didn't like the whole family very much.

Wang Manyin watched this scene as if watching a play, smoking a cigarette with Shaoan, talking casually.

It can be seen that He Fengying's beating still had an effect. Although he still disdained Xu Hui, he didn't dare to say anything nasty, and even forced a smile to deal with it.

At this time, Sun Yuting also learned that Wang Manyin had taken Jiang Dahai to do his son's work, and also found the bicycle in the yard, so he understood why they would have dinner together tonight.

However, his brows were slightly furrowed. This son-in-law may be capable, but his thinking is not right. How can the enemy's child be adopted.

So he put on a gesture and said sternly: "Man Yin, I need to criticize you. It's okay for you to be kind, but the composition of the sea is not good. This will hurt you, and even my brother. "

Seeing Sun Yuting chattering, Wang Manyin didn't bother to listen, and immediately got up and said, "It's been cooking for a while, can the noodles be cooked?"

When Sun Yuting heard it, he didn't care about showing the leadership's prestige, feeling saliva in his mouth, looking at the secretion, looking expectantly at the stove.

Sun Yuhou glanced at his younger brother helplessly, and said casually, "Fucking mother, go and make four more bowls of seasoning, and serve them a bowl too."

"That's good, relatives, that's how it should be." Sun Yuting grinned, and even He Fengying showed a satisfied smile. They didn't eat very well during this time, and they couldn't get enough after eating black buns.

It wasn't because he really wanted to eat something good, that's why He Fengying came to the door and bowed his head.

After the noodles were cooked, everyone got a bowl of sliced ​​noodles, but the portions were naturally different.

Sun Yuhou, Sun Yuting, Shaoan, and Wang Manyin naturally had the most portion, a big bowl full, at least four taels.

The second most is a few children, although the weight is not as many as a few men, but at least there are two or two,

The least is a few women, Lanhua is okay, Xu Hui knew she was pregnant, and gave her two or two, but Xu Hui's own and He Fengying's were less, probably a little more than one or two.

This is the rule of eating in the countryside in this era. The labor force and children must be taken care of first, and women can do what they can.

He Fengying looked at the few noodles in the bowl, and looked at Xu Hui with unkind eyes, but she didn't dare to stab them, so she had to turn her grief and anger into appetite, and sucked it up with big mouthfuls.
(End of this chapter)

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