A small peasant girl

Chapter 214
"I've caused you a lot of trouble, so I don't dare to stay for dinner now." Liu Dashu is very grateful to Liu Meihua for helping him look after his son at a critical moment. This kind of trivial matter in Liu Meihua's eyes has already made Liu Dashu feel very uncomfortable. I'm sorry, if the father and son still have the cheek to stay for dinner now, Liu Dashu's face will get hot when he thinks about it, and he feels that it's inappropriate, "I'll go back and take a rest, it's okay."

"Brother Dashu, why don't you stay and eat together? Zhuang Zhuang said that the food you cook is not good. I really want to try the food made by my elder sister today." Liu Dashu really couldn't think of what kind of polite words he would say, "It's rare that Zhuang Zhuang is willing to stay for dinner, Brother Dashu, don't let Xiaowazi down."

"This, this is so embarrassing." When Liu Dashu heard his son tell outsiders that the food he cooked was not delicious, he was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed a few times in embarrassment. As an old man, his cooking skills can only be used for raw and familiar Come to fill the stomach, nothing delicious.

Liu Dashu has been cooking for many years, and he has never seen Liu Xiaozhuang say anything, but he only stayed with Liu Meihua for a while, and Liu Dashu felt a little strange and curious about why he talked to outsiders about everything.

"Brother Dashu, Eldest Sister has already cooked a portion of your meal. If you don't stay to eat with me, then I will have to eat leftovers tomorrow." One set has another set. Rural people estimate how much they cook for each meal. Generally, there are very few leftover meals left overnight. "Besides, Xiao Zhuang is having a good time playing with his younger brother and bamboo right now."

"Then call, interrupt." Liu Dashu smelled the smell of food coming from the kitchen, and suddenly had the illusion of going home. This feeling had never been felt after his wife died of dystocia.

Liu Meihua heard the conversation outside and knew that Liu Dashu was willing to stay for dinner. When she looked up, she happened to meet Liu Dashu's eyes. Otherwise, it is easy to be seen by others, "I can eat in a while."

"Father, you're back." Liu Xiaozhuang, who is rarely playful, ran out of the house, and when he saw Liu Dashu, he immediately rushed over to ask him to hug him. The young and tender voice said with joy, "Father, Aunt Meihua said she would keep us. Eat, otherwise it will be very hard for Dad to go home and cook at such a late hour, Zhuanger is reluctant."

Obviously he disliked his own father's poor cooking skills, but the words Liu Xiaozhuang said made people feel extremely happy and moved. It can be seen that there is a reason why sweet-mouthed children are favored and popular.

"Zhuang'er is feeling sorry for Daddy." Liu Dashu stretched out his hand and gently hugged his son, hugged his son with one hand, then freeed up the other hand to scrape the bridge of his little nose, and said in an angry tone on purpose: " Could it be that Zhuang'er thinks that the food that Daddy cooks is not tasty?"

"No." Liu Xiaozhuang, who was discovered by Liu Dashu, explained with embarrassment. He looked at Liu Dashu and saw his eyes full of doting, and buried his head in his arms. He said in a childish voice, "Zhuang is afraid." Daddy cooks hard, and I feel a little bit that Daddy's food is not delicious."

"That night, I will stay at Aunt Plum Blossom's house for dinner, and you must remember to thank Aunt Plum Blossom." Liu Dashu had nothing to do with the son in his arms, and he had nothing else in his heart to participate in except for the endless fatherly love he had for him. up.

(End of this chapter)