Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 1352 Two old men had a fight at the dinner table
But before he could say these words, Mr. Zhan suddenly stood up and followed quickly.

The old housekeeper was immediately relieved.

The old man is still very conscious.

Of course, it would be better if the old man could take the initiative to bow his head to the old lady!
backyard.

Mrs. Bai took Mr. Wen to visit her petting zoo and introduced her pets to him one by one.

Mr. Zhan followed behind with a dark face.

It was impossible to bow his head. If possible, he just wanted to throw this old guy Wen Shimin out of the Zhan family!
If it weren't for the sake of saving his life, he would never have tolerated this bad old man being so presumptuous in his home!
But he was almost furious. Mr. Wen was still smiling as he listened to Mrs. Bai introducing those cute little animals, and the more he listened, the more interested he became.

After chatting with Mrs. Bai for a while about her experience in raising small animals, Mr. Wen went straight to cutting the teeth of several rabbits.

"The teeth of this breed of rabbits grow very fast. If you don't remove the long teeth, their lower teeth can poke into the nostrils. You see, this rabbit's upper and lower teeth are a bit long, and it is difficult to eat."

Mrs. Bai leaned over to take a look and nodded repeatedly.

"So that's it. No wonder I saw it getting thinner and thinner recently and refused to eat well. I thought it was sick. But if there are pieces of wood in the nest, won't it grind its teeth on its own?"

"This wood block is too soft, we need a harder wood block."

Mr. Wen patiently explained to Mrs. Bai and told her some precautions for raising rabbits.

Mrs. Bai was convinced after hearing this, and she admired Mr. Wen even more.

Mr. Zhan looked on coldly and just wanted to carry away all the rabbits!
Is it amazing to be able to raise rabbits?He bought these rabbits!
But Mrs. Bai and Mr. Wen's attention soon stopped focusing on rabbits, and they went to discuss their experiences in raising goats.

By the time Mr. Wen took care of all the small animals in the petting zoo, it was already approaching noon.

Mrs. Bai smoothly invited Mr. Wen to stay for lunch.

"If it's convenient, stay for a quick meal."

Mr. Wen's eyes lit up, and he immediately climbed up the pole and agreed: "Okay, I heard you say before that the salted duck in Kyoto is delicious. I wonder if I will have the same taste today?"

"That's a coincidence. My eldest son just had some specialties delivered from Kyoto two days ago, and I'm planning to have some delivered to you."

Mrs. Bai immediately ordered the servants to prepare meals, specifically telling them to make a dish of salted duck.

Wen Lao felt that Mrs. Bai cared about him and was attentive to him, and he was so happy that his eyes almost narrowed into slits.

Mr. Zhan was so angry that he couldn't speak when he saw Mr. Wen who stayed behind to eat.

Eat, eat, eat. You've been eating in Haicheng for a month. Haven't you had enough?
Greedy old man!
But he knew that these words could only be cursed in his heart and could never be spoken out.

Yunping hasn't paid much attention to him these days, but at least she hasn't moved back to Bai Mansion, which means that their cold war will end soon.

He couldn't afford to be irritated by this bad old man and lose his mind. That would definitely make Yunping angry.

He had had enough of being alone and unable to sleep.

Mr. Zhan took a few deep breaths, then turned around and asked someone to add some of Mrs. Bai's favorite dishes.

The chefs and servants at the old house are very capable, and a large table full of dishes is quickly prepared.

On the table were the salted duck ordered by Mr. Wen, and the sliced ​​hibiscus chicken that Mrs. Bai loved to eat.

Mrs. Bai looked at the tender and delicious chicken slices and glanced at Mr. Zhan.

Mr. Zhan also looked at the squirrel and mandarin fish in front of him and was in a very good mood.

Although Yunping still ignored him, she must have secretly ordered the chef to cook his favorite dishes.

Otherwise, who would have nothing to do to make squirrel mandarin fish?This dish requires so much work.

Mr. Zhan happily picked up his chopsticks to eat.

But he soon realized something was wrong.

On the entire table, except for the squirrel mandarin fish and hibiscus chicken slices that he could eat, the rest were all spicy dishes with strong flavors.

Of course, you can't eat the salted duck. This dish was ordered by the old man, and he would starve to death without eating it!But he can't eat spicy food at all, so how can he eat this meal?
Mr. Zhan looked at Mrs. Bai aggrievedly.

Mrs. Bai gave him a faint look in return.

Since it is a treat, the guest's taste must prevail.

Mr. Wen, on the other hand, looked at a large table of delicious dishes with great satisfaction.

He has been fond of eating these spicy and spicy dishes recently, and Mrs. Bai has kept his preferences in mind, which is enough to show that she values ​​him!
Mr. Wen picked up the serving chopsticks and first gave Mrs. Bai a spicy crab: "Yunping, you took the trouble. Thank you for your hospitality!"

"As long as you like it." Mrs. Bai replied politely and did not eat the food brought by Mr. Wen.

But when Mr. Zhan looked at that spicy crab, his eyes were almost on fire!

Bah, bad old man, can you call me Yun Ping?

shameless!

Without saying a word, Mr. Zhan picked up the spicy crab in front of Mrs. Bai and threw it into the bone plate: "My wife has been feeling unwell these past few days and cannot eat spicy food!"

Not to be outdone, Mr. Wen took another chopstick and braised bamboo shoots in oil and said, "Then eat some of this. This one is not spicy."

"You can't eat this heavy oil!" Mr. Zhan took the vegetables away again.

The two of them were going back and forth with their chopsticks, almost getting into a fight at the dinner table.

Mrs. Bai really couldn't bear to see it, so she quickly spoke to mediate.

"Okay, okay, let's each have our own food and just take care of ourselves."

Mrs. Bai said to Mr. Wen with a smile, but her hand was under the table and tugged on Mr. Zhan's shirt.

The meaning is obvious: Zhan Jintai, don’t go too far!

Mr. Zhan was angry for a moment and almost slapped the table and stood up.

It was obviously that bad old man who provoked him, but Yunping only blamed him!

But the next moment, Mr. Zhan changed his mind and immediately became calm again.

Yunping was polite to the bad old man and treated him as a family member. Otherwise, why didn't she drag that bad old man?
Thinking of this, Mr. Zhan suddenly felt happy.

"Eat vegetables eat vegetables!"

He glanced at Mr. Wen with a victor's attitude and took the food to Mrs. Bai.

Mrs. Bai didn't say anything, didn't put the food away, lowered her head and started eating.

Mrs. Bai said that everyone should have their own food. Mr. Wen was too embarrassed to pick up food for Mrs. Bai and started to concentrate on eating.

In this way, the lunch was finally finished in a dull and peaceful atmosphere.

Mr. Zhan glanced at Mr. Wen, this bad old man should go back, right?

But Wen Lao had no intention of leaving at all, so he sat in the living room again and started chatting with Mrs. Bai.

Mr. Zhan usually goes to take a nap at this time, but now that Mr. Wen won't leave, he has no choice but to hold back his anger and stay by his side.

Upon seeing this, Mrs. Bai asked someone to bring the chessboard over.

"Jintai, how about you play chess with Mr. Wen for a while?"

Who wants to play chess with this bad old man?

Mr. Zhan secretly slandered.

But his mouth was disobedient and he said one step faster than his brain: "Okay."

Yun Ping finally opened her mouth to talk to him, but he must not admit defeat!

(End of this chapter)