Reborn 1980's sweet wife is seductive

Chapter 967 Millet Pumpkin Porridge

"It's useless to regret it." Lian Tong curled his lips and agreed with Tang Yue's words: "You are right, Xue Zhiyuan is just a scumbag!"

Tang Yue talked with Lian Tong for a while before realizing that Lian He was not there. She asked, "Auntie, didn't you say you came yesterday? Why did you come today?"

Delayed by a day.

"It's not that my elder brother, that is, your dad, suddenly vomited and had a fever, we can only delay it for a day." After Lian Tong became pregnant, her words became more frequent. She said: "Maybe these days have changed. , It will be cold for a while, then it will be hot for a while, and when it is so cold, he went to the hospital to get water, and he will come back with Xiaoyang later."

"Don't worry, when we came today, the fever had subsided." Lian Tong added belatedly.

Tang Yue breathed a sigh of relief, and she said, "Let me cook tonight."

Tang Yue seldom cooks, but even her grandfather likes the food she cooks, even Lian Tong likes it, so she will cook it by herself as long as time permits.

"Okay, I'll ask Aunt Wu to prepare the dishes, and you just need to do the frying." Lian Tong looked at Tang Yue greedily and said, "I want to eat boiled fish fillets, not so spicy."

"it is good."

Tang Yue responded and went to the kitchen.

Aunt Wu was cooking in the kitchen. She washed and cut the dishes, and Tang Yue was only responsible for cooking.

She asked, "Aunt Wu, do you have any millet?"

"Yes." Aunt Wu immediately went to get the millet. Although she just came here to live, even Qingyang filled the refrigerator and the kitchen to the brim early, with everything from grains, vegetables to spinach.

"Miss Tang, let me do what you want to do." Aunt Wu was a little embarrassed to watch Tang Yue busy in the kitchen.

"No, Aunt Wu will continue with the side dishes. I'll make a millet pumpkin porridge."

Tang Yue cooked millet pumpkin porridge in a purple casserole. After the fire boiled, she simmered slowly. She kept stirring by the side to prevent sticking to the pot.

On the way, when Tang Yue went to feed Zao Zao and Chen Chen, she also told Aunt Wu to stir them for fear of sticking to the pan and making them mush.

Lian Tong laughed when she saw Tang Yue cooking millet pumpkin porridge, and she said that Xiaoyue still cared about Lian He, otherwise, when she heard that Lian He was sick, why did she suddenly want to make millet pumpkin porridge?
Millet pumpkin porridge, which is light and nourishes the stomach, is a good food for patients.

Dalian He will definitely be happy when he finds out.

Lian Tong thought so, waiting for Lian He to come back.

When Lian Tong got up to take a walk in the house, she saw Lian He and Lian Qingyang coming back together, so she quickly told about Tang Yue making millet pumpkin porridge for Lian He.

Lian He, who was originally ill, immediately smiled when he heard this, and the next moment, he said worriedly: "Xiaoyue is not in good health, why is she cooking porridge by herself?"

Lian He strode to the kitchen, and happened to see Tang Yue coming out with the freshly made millet pumpkin porridge.

Tang Yue was stunned for a moment, seeing that Lian He's complexion was indeed not as good as before, a little pale, she said with concern: "Work is important, but the body is equally important. The body is the capital of the revolution. Without a good body, no matter how much you earn. The money is for nothing."

There was concern in Tang Yue's words.

Lian and his eyes were all smiling, and the creases at the corners of the eyes were particularly obvious, all of which were traces left by the years.

"Xiaoyue, don't worry, I'm almost fine." Lian He almost patted his chest and said that he was fine.

But, this is too much fun.

"cough."

Lian Qingyang patted him on the back and said: "Dad, the doctor can tell you, you have a fever that keeps coming back and forth, you want me to rest, you can't be so tired."

"Xiaoyang, you are a son, so you have to take care of it." Tang Yue looked at Lian Qingyang, scooped up a bowl of millet pumpkin porridge, and said, "This millet pumpkin porridge is for nourishing the stomach, you should pad your stomach first. "

"Okay, the porridge made by Xiaoyue must be delicious."

Lian He looked at the boiled golden millet pumpkin porridge. He, who didn't like porridge the most in the past, drank one bowl after another. He drank three bowls of millet pumpkin porridge before he patted his full stomach and said: " Xiaoyue, the porridge you make is delicious."

Mr. Lian on the side shook his head, and it was true that one thing fell one thing.

Lian He stood in front of him back then, but he was not afraid of heaven and earth. Now, he is afraid of this daughter.

No, it should be said that Lian He loves this daughter, for fear that she will be angry with him.

Lian Tong made fun of it without hesitation: "Brother, don't you like porridge the least? Haha, after drinking three bowls, it's still sweet porridge!"

"We all said that you are not from Haishi, you don't eat sweet porridge, you only drink plain porridge. Unexpectedly, you drank three bowls of what Xiaoyue cooked for you." Lian Tong gave Tang Yue a thumbs up.

Tang Yue was a little surprised.

Embarrassed, Lian He cleared his throat and said, "Who said I don't eat sweet porridge anymore, it's just that the ones you make don't taste good."

After the words fell, Lian He made an excuse to accompany the two children.

Lian Qingyang quietly said in Tang Yue's ear: "Dad, I'm sorry, Dad really didn't like to drink sweet porridge in the past, and he rarely drank porridge. Sister, you are really amazing."

"Xiaoyang, drink a bowl too. Don't talk about others on weekdays. You should also pay attention to your body. Otherwise, I can call my mother and tell my mother that you work overtime every day and don't take care of your body." Tang Yue blinked. He said without blinking.

Lian Qingyang hurriedly begged for mercy: "Sister, please don't say that, you are intentionally making mom worry!"

"Hmph." Tang Yue snorted softly, squinted at him and said, "Since you know that Mom will be worried, then you should take good care of your body!"

"I don't want to either." Lian Qingyang picked out his ears, with a helpless and aggrieved look on his face, and said, "I'm as busy as a spinning top about the branch office and Xincheng. Why are there so many things going on?"

After the family had dinner together, Tang Yue reminded: "Xiaoyang, you can actually invite people, there is no need to do everything yourself, otherwise, you earn so much money, but you don't even have any time for yourself."

"But, I have to make decisions on many things." Lian Qingyang leaned on the sofa, thinking about the endless contracts piled up in the company, he also felt a little headache.

"Xiaoyang, except for the important things that you need to look over, other things can be done by the invited people." Tang Yue was very worry-free as the shopkeeper.

Whether it's Mingyue Garment Factory or Xingyao Garment Factory, except for the design part, she is stricter, the rest is managed by either my uncle or Qin Anyu.

It's the design part. On Mingyue's side, Tang Yue has slowly let Peng Yufei and the three of them do it.

On the other side of Jinyang Street, Tang Yue delegated authority even more. She didn't even have to do the rent collection herself. Tang Yue never showed up at the Red Bean Restaurant from the beginning to the end.

"Yes, yes, but sister, where can I find such a person?" Lian Qingyang asked seriously.

　Thanks to [King] for the tip.

　　Thanks to [Weichen] for the tip.

　　Thanks to all the book friends for their support to Tangtang, thank you...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)