Traveled into the chronicle and was pampered by a reckless man

Jiang Lu decided to show her skills at Xiaonian's meal today. Although she didn't have the talent to cook, in order to make her son change his mind and influence him, she decided to come out of the arena again.

Mrs. Zhou was terrified, "Well, green, why don't I make it, you are very busy on weekdays, it's rare to take a break." Mrs. Zhou couldn't bear to look at those high-quality ingredients.

"No need, mother, you are the one who cooks on weekdays, and today is just right for me." Jiang Lu poured a plate of cut pork ribs into the pot with his backhand, and then added cooking wine and ginger.

"Hey." Mrs. Zhou couldn't bear to look at it. It hasn't been blanched yet, so this plate of meat is a waste.

"Green, I'll get this fish later, it's fishy." Mrs. Zhou didn't give up, as long as she kept one dish, it wasn't too bad.

Jiang Lu smiled, "Mother, I plan to make pickled fish with this fish, just bring me the pickled vegetables."

"Hey." Mrs. Zhou tremblingly went out to get sauerkraut.

Zhou Chunhe came out of the greenhouse, looked around his country, and looked around, all the greenhouses covered with film belonged to him, and almost half of the land in Wangjiaba Village was planted with greenhouses, either his, or It was planted under his leadership, to be famous and profitable, the so-called double harvest of fame and fortune is nothing more than that.

Zhou Chunhe was a little swollen.

While there was no one around, he lit a cigarette, crossed his hips, and reveled in the world he had created.

"Brother Chunhe." A surprise interrupted his daydream.

"It's you, Ziqiang." Zhou Chunhe was a little embarrassed, blaming Wang Ziqiang for coming at the wrong time.

"It's me, bro, are you coming back for the New Year?" Wang Ziqiang was extremely excited. Seeing Zhou Chunhe, he had something to say, "Come to my house for dinner tonight. My father has said several times to invite you." Let's eat."

"What you said, I'm going to eat at your house, who will eat at my house?" Zhou Chunhe said angrily.

Wang Ziqiang scratched his head, "Then why don't you talk about the day, and you're always not at home."

"How's your greenhouse vegetables doing?" Zhou Chunhe asked.

Wang Ziqiang immediately burst into a smile, "It's all out, and the spinach has been sold twice."

"Okay, not bad, which greenhouse is it now?" Zhou Chunhe squinted his eyes and popped out the soot and asked again.

"The second one, I'm thinking about getting the third one after the new year." Wang Ziqiang changed his previous downcast and was full of energy.

Zhou Chunhe was also infected by his cheerfulness, and smiled, "Don't be complacent, just take advantage of the good momentum and work hard."

"That must be done." Wang Ziqiang was really happy. Ever since he planted the shed with Brother Chunhe, paid off his debts, married a wife, and built a new house, his father and mother's brows were finally relaxed.

"Okay, when the new seeds come down, you can go to Guanshan to get them, and watch the season." Zhou Chunhe stamped out the cigarette butts and walked back.

"Brother, when will you come to our house for dinner?" Wang Ziqiang didn't give up.

"Let's see." Zhou Chunhe waved his hand, it's really ignorant to go to someone else's house for dinner during the holidays.

When he walked to the door of his house, he saw Mrs. Zhou Huang looking around at the door.

"Mom, what are you looking at?"

Seeing her son coming back, Mrs. Zhou Huang hurriedly grabbed him, "Hurry up and see if there is any cooked food for this meeting."

Zhou Huang's words were very urgent, and Zhou Chunhe laughed hard enough, "Mother, there are so many dishes at home today, and you still buy cooked food, can you finish it?"

"It's your daughter-in-law who cooks the pot tonight!"

As soon as Mrs. Zhou finished speaking, Zhou Chunhe ran towards the direction she came from, "Be strong, let's eat at your house today..."

Naturally, there was no cooked food. The owner had already closed the stall and went back to celebrate the new year. Zhou Chunhe came back on time, and when he came back, it was just right, and his wife's dishes had just been prepared.

The family sat at the table, and the dishes were very rich, including fish, meat, and shrimp. Except for the two children, the other three adults were a little nervous.

Zhou Huang was worried that the dishes on this table would be fed to pigs, what a waste.

Zhou Chunhe was worried that his daughter-in-law could smell the alcohol on his body.

Jiang Lu was still wondering if there was any salt in the braised shrimp just now.

"Hic~" Zhou Chunhe burped.

The rest of the eyes looked at him in unison.

"Why, are you full before eating?" Jiang Lu looked at him.

"No, no, I just went out. It's so windy outside, so I probably drank a little." Zhou Chunhe nonsense.

"Oh, are you full of drinking wind?" The atmosphere was a bit delicate.

Seeing this posture, Zhou Chunhe hurriedly lowered his head to eat, "I'm going to be hungry again."

"Mom, it smells like alcohol." Zhou Tian sniffed.

"What's the smell of wine? Do you still want to be a soldier?" Zhou Chunhe threatened overtly and secretly.

Zhou Tian looked at his father, then at his mother, "It seems that there is no more."

Jiang Lu said to her daughter, "Duo Duo, go and smell it."

Zhou Chunhe's heart beat to one hundred and eight, and saw his daughter push away the chair and come over.

"Mom, there's a smell of alcohol in Dad's mouth." Dodo said, pointing.

Jiang Lu swallowed a mouthful of food, and didn't even pursue it, "Eat."

"Ah, that's it?" Zhou Huang was surprised.

"Mom, let's eat. It's not good when the food is cold." Jiang Lu smiled, as if nothing happened.

"No, he obviously went out to drink secretly, don't you care?"

"What's the matter, he's a big man, come back and find his former brothers and men to drink some wine, it's normal, I can't care about him being so dead, after all, he is also the father of two children, and the boss of the company." Jiang Lu said loudly.

Zhou Chunhe almost burst into tears of gratitude.

Seeing Jiang Lu kept adding vegetables to Zhou Chunhe's bowl, and finally couldn't pile them up, she brought him another plate, "You are the head of the family, eat more, this family is still counting on you."

Zhou Chunhe was lost in the compliments, the food was really unpalatable, but the words were so comforting to hear.

Duoduo and Zhou Tian were about to pick up vegetables, but Jiang Lu stopped him, "Today's meal is specially for your father, let's go eat noodles, let grandma eat noodles, okay?"

Mrs. Zhou almost jumped up, "Okay!"

The two children were not very happy. How can the noodles taste as good as fish and shrimp? I really don't know what my mother thinks, so partial? !
Zhou Huangshi didn't wait for a moment to escape from the dining table, so she took a bite and couldn't swallow it.

Jiang Lu was also puzzled. She cooked it according to Xiaofengxian's instructions, but the taste was so different. She didn't expect her cooking skills to regress again!

Zhou Chunhe was pitiful, how happy he was eating at Wang Ziqiang's just now, how painful it will be now, who let him eat alone.

Mrs. Zhou was about to come down when Liu Guanshan's daughter-in-law Zhu Chunniang came with a basket, "Are you eating?"

"Sister-in-law, what are you taking?" Zhou Chunhe asked.

"Isn't this just steaming a pot of taro meat, I'll bring some for you to taste, this taro noodles are very delicious."

Zhou Chunhe seemed to have met a bodhisattva who saved the suffering, and immediately took it, shouting at the top of his voice, "Mother, there is no need to cook noodles, there are vegetables."

It's late in the world, the mountains and rivers are in autumn, and it's hard to say goodbye when we meet.