Doctor Xianggong, the goddess of poisonous belly

Chapter 683 Brother (1)
The night was very dark.

The snow hasn't stopped.

The fire in the kitchen stove was dying.

The bustle in the main room did not mean to stop.

There are three big plates of dumplings on the table in the main room.

Everyone gathered around the table, including the three little monkeys. The little monkeys were in their parents' arms, awake, as if they knew there was something delicious to eat, so they fell asleep and woke up again.

At this time, the people standing at the table had different expressions.

Qiao Xiaoyu, Qiutong and Aman had expressions of astonishment on their faces.

Rongxue looked surprised, excited but quite disgusted.

Dongnuan smiled slightly, with an expression of appreciation on his face.

Bing Ren has a gloomy face, his whole body is covered with flour, nothing else, his face and body are covered with black firewood ash here and there, and he is staring at the paper on the table. Three big plates of dumplings, without saying a word, as if contemplating some big problem.

Lou Yuan was also staring at the three big plates of dumplings on the table, but it was indeed different from Bingren's gloomy look, but smiling, with a bit of complacency on his face, and his face was as dirty as Bingren's.

Si Jixia's face was pale, but it was not difficult to see that he was holding back a smile.

Hearing that Rongxue first pointed to the largest plate of dumplings wrapped in different sizes and looked extremely distorted and ugly, she said firmly, "This plate of ugliest dumplings must be made by senior!"

"..." The corners of Bing Ren's eyes trembled, before he could say anything, Lou Yuan hurriedly continued, "As expected, the one who knows the senior brother is nothing more than a little beggar."

"Brother, are you still making dumplings...? You're just... twisting gnocchi!" Rong Xue looked even more disgusted.

"Hmph, so what, I will eat for my daughter-in-law and Qiutong and Aman, what's the matter with you!?" Bingren said fiercely, turning his head to stare at the honest Aman. He smiled and said, "Aman, let's see how kind I am to you. Tonight, you will sit in the main room and eat dumplings slowly. You are not allowed to go to bed until you finish eating."

"..." Aman looked at the plate of dumplings that were so ugly that they looked like gnocchi, and wanted to cry again, but he still couldn't tell the truth, so he could only say hypocritically, "Then, then Aman Thank you in advance, son... for your kindness."

Qiao Xiaoyu suddenly sympathized with Aman.

The dumplings made by the hero...should, maybe...wouldn't be delicious, would they?

And when Lou Yuan looked proudly at the despised Bingren, Si Jixia said slowly, "Brother Lou Mo Xiao, the dumplings made by Brother Lou may not be better than those made by Brother Lou."

Everyone's eyes moved to the plate of dumplings that Si Jixia's hand was moving lightly, only to hear Dong Nuangu add: "Mr. Ayuan's bag...is it a shrunken pimple bun? Is it a dumpling?"

I saw one of the dumplings on the table. Although each bag was about the same size, each was as big as half an adult's fist. The bulging ones looked like buns rather than dumplings. After wrapping it in, pinch the edges of the dough together hard, and the whole dumpling is also crooked. It is said that it looks like a bun, but in fact it is still a compliment.

"What's wrong with the buns?" Lou Yuan was still smiling, still smiling complacently, "Even if I make dumplings, my daughter-in-law can't finish them, there will be people rushing to eat them, right Aman?"

"..." Aman already had a bitter look on his face, as if he had eaten shit.

Of the three big plates of dumplings, only the one made by Si Jixia is the most attractive. Although it is not well wrapped, it is at least like dumplings. At least it can sit neatly on the plate, not like Bingren and Louyuan. They are all lying on the plate in a mess like before, and there is no dumpling at all.

But the good thing is that Qiao Xiaoyu doesn't dislike the pimple dumplings made by Bingren, even though they are as light as if there is no salt.

Rongxue didn't have the dumplings made by Louyuan, even though the meat filling was so salty that she was drinking water frequently.

But Qiao Xiaoyu ate twenty of these overly bland and over-salty dumplings, while Rongxue ate a full thirty, which gave them enough men's face.

However, Qiao Xiaoyu and Rongxue gave them face as a man, but Bingren and Lou Yuan did not give face to themselves. After they only ate one dumpling made by themselves, their chopsticks kept reaching towards the plate of dumplings made by Si Jixia. Go, Si Jixia had no choice but to serve ten of them for Dong Nuan so as not to be picked up by those two pairs of "foreign chopsticks".

From time to time, Qiutong also stretched his chopsticks towards the plate of dumplings made by Si Jixia, but Aman almost burst into tears when he ate it.

Lou Yuan did not forget to "add insult to injury" to Aman, "Aman, eat slowly, don't be moved to tears, just eat slowly."

"..."

Bing Ren stuffed three dumplings into his mouth in one breath, while chewing, he glared at Si Ji Xia and Lou Yuan and said, "Eat quickly, eat quickly, you can drink after eating!"

"I drink too, I drink too!" Rongxue just stuffed a dumpling into her mouth, and immediately raised her hand and said loudly.

"Damn you!" Bingren immediately slapped Rongxue's hand down with chopsticks, "Go to sleep with the nurse after eating! What are you talking about when a man talks?"

"Little boy! How did you manage your wife!? You managed it like this!?"

Qiutong was drinking water and choked immediately.

Lou Yuan swallowed the dumplings in his mouth slowly, and then said slowly: "Senior brother, isn't this what you disciplined yourself? Why is it your son-in-law's fault?"

"Crack!" Bing Ren slapped the table vigorously. He wanted to scold Lou Yuan for something, but in the end he proudly said with his chin up, "Don't ask me for a drink later."

"Senior brother can definitely rest assured about this matter. My son-in-law has prepared three altars of old-fashioned wine, and senior brother don't ask my son-in-law if he wants to drink." Lou Yuan also smiled proudly.

Bingren slapped the table again, then stood up abruptly, grabbed Lou Yuan and Si Jixia's belts, and walked straight out of the house, angrily saying, "Don't eat! Let's go to the roof to drink !"

Lou Yuan didn't open Bingren's hand, neither did Si Jixia.

Only Rongxue jumped up anxiously, and hurriedly said: "Brother! It's still snowing outside, it's very cold, you can't drink in the house!? Aren't you afraid of freezing yourself!?"

No one answered Rong Xue, only Dong Nuan took her hand to make her sit down again, shook her head slightly at her, and smiled helplessly: "At this time, no one can control them."

(End of this chapter)