Farmhouse full garden sweet-scented osmanthus

Chapter 872 You stay and accompany me to dinner
This head can't be kowtowed, at least not in front of that girl Osmanthus fragrans and my second child, otherwise it's really hard to say what will happen to me in the future after this kowtow.

"It's all from my own family, you're welcome, you're welcome!" Ling Wenbo smiled hurriedly and supported Chu Yannian who was about to kneel down, and looked at Chu Yannian with an expression that was almost half-smile, "If you don't Being so polite means that I don’t want General Ben to sit here and eat.”

"Caomin dare not!" Chu Yannian is really not talking nonsense. Although he has this idea, he absolutely cannot and will not show it.

"Then sit down quickly!" Ling Wenbo pressed Chu Yannian onto the stool with force.

"Well, sit down! Let's eat first, after dinner, I have something to talk about." Ling Chenyi said, and raised his hand to pick up food for Osmanthus fragrans. The treatment made Osmanthus fragrans feel embarrassed and wanted to find a crack in the ground immediately. .

Reluctantly, Ling Chenyi didn't realize it at all, and continued to serve the sweet-scented osmanthus, completely ignoring other people's reactions.

For the people at this table, no one was satisfied with this meal.

Ling Chenyi was busy taking care of Osmanthus fragrans for dinner, while Osmanthus fragrans was not in the mood to eat at all. Although Ling Wenbo was also eating, his eyes looked at Osmanthus fragrans and Ling Chenyi from time to time, and he didn't know what was going on in his heart.

As for the people in the two rooms of the Chu family, it is better to say that they are chewing rice grains rather than eating.

"Well, Shizi, I, I'm full." Osmanthus finally couldn't stand the atmosphere anymore, no one could speak, and they didn't dare to speak. Seeing other people eating, Osmanthus felt even more uncomfortable.

There are a lot of vegetables in my own bowl, but my family’s bowl is just eating the bowl of dry rice, and I don’t dare to eat too much, I just stuff it into my mouth in small bits, it looks like taking medicine uncomfortable.

Following Gui Hua's words, Ling Chenyi put down his chopsticks first, "Then let's drink tea aside."

With that said, Ling Chenyi got up and took Osmanthus' little hand, and walked directly towards a room inside, before leaving, he still reminded him: "Eat slowly, don't rush."

After explaining, Ling Chenyi ignored Osmanthus's reaction, pulled Osmanthus and left directly.

"Mother, I, I'm full too..." Although Chu Yande is young, he already understands the truth. Seeing Ling Chenyi and Osmanthus fragrans disappear at the door of the inner room, he also hurriedly put down the bowls and chopsticks to show that he has eaten full.

With Chu Yande, soon, Chu Yannian and Sifang's family all put down their dishes.

"Mom, I too..." Mei Hua slowed down a bit, but because of this slowness, Ling Wenbo, who was sitting opposite her, shouted, "What's wrong with you? The general hasn't finished eating, you guys Do you want to withdraw them one by one?

Ling Wenbo stared, put down the bowl, pointed at Mo Shi and Chu Lishou, and said, "You, you, you two go to the back room!" "

After speaking, Ling Wenbo pointed at Chu Yannian, Chu Yande and Sifang's family of four, and said, "You all go to another room for drinks and snacks."

In the end, plum blossoms were left, and Ling Wenbo said again: "You, stay and continue to eat with this general."

"No..." Mei Hua refused without even thinking about it, and everyone else also showed disapproval.

On the contrary, Ling Wenbo was very calm, raised his eyebrows and looked at Mei Hua, and asked back: "No, what? Only your parents can decide what the third child wants to say. Your brother and your relatives don't intervene at all." Don't talk about it, what are you doing after you go in? Besides, the third child has removed all the maids and women who were serving on the side for you people. Is it possible that the general and I will pick up such a large table of dishes and eat them in person? Is it? Look at you people again, do you want this general to let a big man serve the cloth, or let the brat give me the cloth? Is it possible that you want me to use your aunt to serve me the cloth? ?”

　Forgive meowing my nose and tears, almost coughing up my lungs for writing...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)