Return to the era: starting from the state-owned hotel

Chapter 49 I’m so hungry that I’m scratching the chicken bones
Feng Sufen, relying on her pregnant belly, was acting wild today.

How could she bear what Su Siwei said?

Seeing that she was shaking with anger and about to speak again, Su Qingfeng glanced at her and said, "Second aunt, if you have anything to say, please wait until after dinner. I've been walking all day and I'm hungry."

This sentence was plain and calm, with no anger at all, and no rebuke at all.

But Feng Sufen calmed down and remained silent like a wilting leaf.

How strange!

Su Siwei glanced at Feng Sufen in surprise.

If it were in the past, he would have to have a few words with Feng Sufen when encountering this kind of thing, so that she would not act like a monster.

It turned out that his son was doing well, and he just said a word of calmness, and Feng Sufen actually died down just like that.

Is this the sun coming out from the west?

Su Qingfeng slid the pheasant aside. When the old lady saw this thing, she suddenly smiled and folded her face.

"He even shot a pheasant. It seems that it wasn't your father who shot it. How could he have such ability?"

Su Qingfeng smiled awkwardly and glanced at his father.

Dad, this is not his son's fault, so he doesn't give face.

Su Siwei touched the back of his head, as if he didn't care.

Just eat something.

As for face, what is that?Can it be eaten?

The family set out their bowls and chopsticks and sat down to eat in a lively manner.

It is not the habit of the old Su family for women not to go to the table. This is why when the whole family gets together, there is a feeling of a flourishing family.

Su Qingfeng came back today. The old lady spent a lot of money and took out half a box of canned meat to fry, even adding a little more oil and water.

Su Qingfeng himself has high requirements for cooking, but when it comes to food, he has been in this era for so long, and he is really not as picky as before.

Plus I was hungry, and it tasted surprisingly good.

Just as he was about to pick up another piece of meat, a chopstick next to him picked up a piece of meat steadily and accurately.

Su Qingfeng turned his head and saw that it was his second uncle Su Erqiang.

Then Su Erqiang eagerly handed the meat in the bowl to Feng Sufen.

When Zhao Di stretched out her chopsticks and wanted to pick up a piece of meat for the sisters with short arms and legs, Su Erqiang followed suit and took the first step to take the meat away.

Laidi is okay, she is a bit older after all.

Zhaodi's eyes were almost glued to the meat, and her heart flew away with the meat.

But neither of them had red eyes, let alone cried.

For a moment, the atmosphere on the table was a little weird.

Seeing that Su Lao'er was about to take away all the meat in the bowl, the old lady's face was so gloomy that it could drip water. She looked like a storm was about to come, but Su Lao'er was still unconscious.

Even Su Qingfeng began to wonder whether this second uncle was careless or simply thick-skinned.

In the end, even Feng Sufen felt something was wrong.

She looked at the empty food plate, her dark and yellow cheeks turning red.

She touched her belly and said with a smile, "I am pregnant with one child now, and I ate too much without noticing."

Su Qingfeng also remained silent.

He brought the meat with the intention of improving the food for his family.

As a result, the father, mother, and even the old lady didn't eat much, and all was eaten by the second uncle.

If you really want to care about it, I'm afraid some people will say that it's not just half a can of meat. He is a big man, but he is too small-minded and thinks about these trivial things all day long.

But trivial matters are trivial matters. Putting this kind of trivial matter on one's head is like being bitten by a mosquito, and I always feel uncomfortable.

Su Qingfeng would never allow himself to be wronged.

He opened the bench and said something to Su Siwei, and the two of them stood up and picked up the pheasant placed aside.

One boiled water, and the other started bleeding and plucking hair.

If you are not full, then find a way to make yourself full.

The old lady's eyes twitched.

These two losers!
She was also going to process it and eat it tomorrow.

It turned out that judging from their posture, they were planning to kill the pheasant tonight.Although Feng Sufen is thick-skinned, it does not mean that she is stupid.

On the contrary, she is very good at reading people's faces.

She knew why Su Qingfeng was boiling water now, and her face couldn't help but feel a little hot.

But at this time, Su Laoer, who was sitting next to her, said calmly, "Qingfeng, you want to cook this chicken? Let's make chicken soup. Your second uncle is pregnant, so you should eat these soups and soups. This way you can make up for it properly.”

Boom!
Su Qingfeng squatted on the ground and cut the pheasant's neck with a knife, making a dull sound.

Even the pheasant's head rolled away on the ground for a long distance.

Su Laoer was startled, and felt a little guilty, but he kept his composure on his face, "What, what's wrong? You are a junior, and your second aunt is pregnant now. I want you to be filial, but what's wrong? "

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere became even more wrong.

The old lady was already very depressed.

Ever since I came back from work today, the house has been in such a mess.

As for the pregnancy, it seemed like she was pregnant with Nezha.

She put down the bowl and chopsticks and was about to curse out, but the old man who had always been taciturn at home spoke up.

He first smoked his dry pipe, and then slowly said:

"Boss, second, and fourth, you are getting older. In recent years, your mother and I have been thinking about the difficult times at home, so we decided not to separate our families and keep the family together."

"I originally thought that no matter how hard life has been over the years, we have made it through, and your mother and I have done nothing wrong. But now it seems that the old saying is still true, the branches of a tree are divided when there are many people. etc. After the New Year, let’s separate our families.”

After this call, not to mention Su Erqiang, even Su Dajun and Su Siwei were a little confused.

It's so good, why do you want to mention the separation?

The two of them were fine, but Su Erqiang really couldn't hold himself together.

Now that his wife is pregnant, he still wants to get some benefits from Su Qingfeng, his nephew.

If the family is really separated.

How could he get any benefits from his position?
Su Erqiang couldn't help but want to speak.

Before he could even say "Dad", he was interrupted by the old man.

In the smoke, although the old man was old, his eyes were unexpectedly clear.

"Second brother, if you are really capable, you can find a way to provide for your mother-in-law to eat and drink. In this way, I will still think highly of you."

Otherwise, what would it be like to just rely on a 19-year-old nephew?
Su Erqiang looked a little embarrassed.

Su Qingfeng was making soup there, and he was squatting on the threshold of the crowd with a depressed face, holding his head.

Su Qingfeng pretended not to notice, and deliberately turned to one side when walking, not giving this second uncle a chance.

And the other side.

The chicken soup in the kitchen was simmering tightly, and the windows were closed tightly.

But even so, there is still a hint of the delicious aroma of hazel mushrooms and the tantalizing taste of chicken soup.

Suddenly, the barking of dogs around seemed much louder.

Su Qingfeng hadn't eaten much to begin with, and his chest was pressed against his back with hunger. When the chicken stewed into a paste, and there was an attractive sheen of oil floating on the delicious chicken soup, he couldn't wait to scoop up a spoonful.

In an instant, the slightly hot chicken soup enters the stomach with a slight salty flavor, and the stomach troubled by hunger is instantly soothed.

How had the old lady ever seen Su Qingfeng starving like this?

In the past, when having dinner, Su Qingfeng would come back after eating at a state-owned restaurant.

Although he ate quickly at that time, he still felt slow and leisurely.

Which is like now.

The half-grown boy has a big appetite, so he wolfed down the food so much that even a bowl of chicken soup tasted like delicacies from the mountains and sea.

She felt distressed for a moment, pulled out a chicken leg and put it into Su Qingfeng's bowl.

Su Qingfeng was no longer polite at this time. He chewed the chicken legs cleanly and wished he could chew the bones and swallow them.

At this time, he let out a sigh.

It’s good food that heals people’s hearts.

　Recently I have been writing about a family story, and Feng Sufen’s plot has not been finished yet, so I don’t want to finalize the story.kisses.See you tomorrow!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)