Free Days in Siheyuan

Chapter 1250 Unbearable feeding!
Another thing he wanted to do was to see if he could meet the old lady with whom he had done business last time. As far as he knew, she had a lot of good things in her hands.

Grandma Xie turned a deaf ear to her eldest grandson's refusal.

I was very willing to fill a large porcelain jar with milk essence for Zhang Yu to sell.

Putting the malted milk on the table, Grandma Xie urged: "Drink it quickly, drink it quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold."

Looking at the full porcelain jar of malted milk in front of him, Zhang Yu was a little amused and helpless for a moment.

He took the bowl next to him and, without even thanking Grandma, took out half of it.

"Grandma, I can't finish it by myself, you should drink too."

After saying that, without waiting for Grandma Xie to speak, he took the initiative to pick up the porcelain jar and drank it sip by sip.

To be honest, for Zhang Yu, who had drunk too many famous beverages in later generations, malted milk was not very delicious. It was even a little too sweet for him.

However, he still drank it with a satisfied expression and exclaimed: "It's delicious!"

Seeing this, Grandma Xie smiled until her eyes narrowed into a line, and said kindly: "If you like it, drink more. Grandma knows you will love this. After you finish drinking it, ask your uncle to buy more."

Zhang Yu swallowed the malted milk in his mouth, looked at the bowl in front of Grandma Xie, and urged: "Okay, you should drink it quickly too, before it gets cold later."

"Okay, okay, I'll drink too, I'll drink too!" Grandma Xie smiled with satisfaction, picked up the bowl and started drinking too.

For Grandma Xie, who had lived a truly good life, selling milk essence, let alone milk powder, was not a rare thing.

But things are different now. It’s hard to buy things even if you have money.

But right now, in her eyes, this takeaway cream tasted better than anything else.

After they finished drinking the malted milk, Zhou Huizhen came in with a plate of greasy scrambled eggs.

Putting the eggs on the table, Zhou Huizhen said with a smile: "Xiaoyu, try the eggs fried by your aunt with an iron spoon. Are they delicious?"

Zhang Yu took a bite and his eyes lit up.

Just give a thumbs up and make an exaggerated expression: "Smells good! It smells really good!"

Zhou Huizhen was amused by Zhang Yu's appearance.

"If it smells good, eat more. Eat first, the goose eggs will be ready soon."

Zhang Yu swallowed the egg in his mouth and hurriedly stopped her, saying, "Aunt, stop working and sit down for a while. This is enough. We still have to eat dinner later."

"That's just the beginning. You're a grown man, and you can't afford just that little. Don't worry about it. Just sit there and wait. I'll be there in a moment."

After Zhou Huizhen finished speaking, without waiting for Zhang Yu to speak again, she hurriedly lifted the curtain and went out.

The picture shows Zhang Yu just extending his hand, and the sentence he hadn't finished saying: "Uncle..."

Grandma Xie glanced at her eldest grandson and waved her hand: "Don't worry about it, let your aunt do it."

As he said this, he looked at Zhang Yu with a distressed look on his face: "You didn't come back for lunch at noon, you must be starving."

Zhang Yu smiled and explained: "Grandma, I had lunch."

Grandma Xie looked like she knew everything, don’t lie to me: “Where did you eat? You didn’t come back at noon, where did you eat?”

Zhang Yu said helplessly: "Grandma, I really ate at noon. I brought some pancakes when I went out, and I roasted a rabbit with a bunch of happy kids in the morning."

Grandma Xie curled her lips and said, "You always know how to scare me. With so many kids, how many bites can you eat?" When her eldest grandson said that he brought some biscuits, Grandma Xie pretended not to hear it.

Biscuits, how come she didn’t know when her eldest grandson brought biscuits.

What she didn't know was that there was no such thing. In other words, her poor grandson had been hungry all day.

Grandma Xie is very stubborn in believing what she believes.

At dinner that day, Zhang Yu, who had just finished drinking malted milk, eating several eggs and two large goose eggs, was fed by Grandma Xie again.

After barely stuffing the dishes that Grandma Xie picked for him and the fourth bowl of rice into his stomach, Zhang Yu touched his round belly and shook his head to refuse Grandma Xie's kindness of adding more rice.

"Burp~, Grandma, I really can't eat anymore."

Grandma Xie looked at the remaining rice in the bowl with a look of regret: "I really don't want to eat any more. There is still a lot of rice in the bowl."

Zhang Yu shook his head very firmly: "Grandma, I'm really full."

Grandma Xie looked at her eldest grandson expectantly: "How much did you eat? Just say you are full. Eat another bowl, and then the last bowl."

Zhang Yu raised four fingers and said, "Grandma, I really can't eat any more. I've already eaten four bowls."

"Four bowls is not much. You are growing up now, so you need to eat more to grow strong. When your older cousin was growing up a few years ago, he could eat five or six bowls in one meal."

"Burp~" Zhang Yu couldn't help but burp and looked for help at his second uncle who was watching the fun on the side.

Xie Zhiying looked at her mother, then at her pitiful nephew, and after a long while of choking, she finally spoke: "Mom, Xiaoyu is full, don't force him to eat."

Grandma Xie glared at her second son: "Xiao Yu has a big appetite, but he only eats 4 bowls of rice. How can he be full? How can you, as the second uncle, not even want to let your eldest nephew eat a full meal? If you feel sorry for him, I will pay for Xiao Yu's meal..."

"Mom, what are you talking about? Xiaoyu is my nephew, how can I not want him to eat? This is also Xiaoyu's home, she can eat as much as she wants."

Xie Zhiying had no choice but to shrug his shoulders and say, "My dear nephew, your uncle has tried his best, but he really can't win the argument with your grandma. You can take care of yourself!"
"Uncle!"

Seeing his nephew's eyes looking for help, Xie Zhiyuan cleared his throat and said, "Mom, Xiaoyu..."

Before she finished her words, Grandma Xie glared at her eldest son and asked, "What do you want to say?"

The next second, Xie Zhiyuan shut up and quickly retorted: "No, I just saw that there were not many dishes left on the table. Do you want to take out the portion reserved for tomorrow's meal?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhang Yu's face changed instantly. He looked at his uncle in disbelief. He didn't expect that the other party would not only be a traitor, but also cheat him.

"Uncle, you tricked me!"

Xie Zhiyuan blinked, and while Grandma Xie went to get the vegetables, he gave his nephew an apologetic smile.

He whispered, "Nephew, it's not that I don't want to help you, but I really can't afford to offend my mother."

As they were talking, the brothers Xie Zhiying and Xie Zhiyuan made eye contact with each other, with a look of sympathy in their eyes.

Xie Zhiyuan is such a steady man, but he has been helpless because of his mother in the past two years.

Compared to her previous well-educated and well-mannered self, his mother has become much more difficult to deal with in the past two years.

The two brothers had already discovered this.

At first, he secretly consulted the doctor, wondering if it was because of his sister's sacrifice that the old lady suffered such a great blow, and coupled with her old age, she began to become confused.

But his mother's subsequent performance...