Hot wife lives in the field

Yuan Yinzhen cooks with Yuan Mingzhu here. Over there, xiaocaibao holds her grandparents in her arms and performs a drama of missing their parents. Mei Niang holds xiaocaibao and Wei bin serves the family's ancestors with cakes.

Xiaocaibao sat contentedly in his grandmother's arms, like a mascot, was spoiled.

Over the years, xiaocaibao has been used to this kind of address, so even if they are actually his grandmothers, grandfathers and uncles, they didn't let him change his words. For them, it's all the same. Anyway, it's their children.

This time, Yuan Xiaobao's classmates met yuan family all over again. They all hated why they were not a few years late and were born in yuan family.

However, envy comes from envy, and they also think the package is cute.

Xiaocaibao is not spoiled either. After sitting on Meiniang's leg for a while, she worried that Meiniang was tired. Then she slipped down Meiniang's leg and came to the two uncles. This time, Yuan Xiaobao's classmates got the chance and pinched xiaocaibao's cheek. They suddenly felt a soft mess.

Xiaocai Bao was a little annoyed, so he turned his head and said to the uncles, "if you like to pinch a child's face, you can have one by yourself, so that you can pinch it every day. My face is for my mother and grandma, but not for you."

For a moment, several teenagers blushed and laughed awkwardly.

Meiniang was very happy to see this scene. When she talked about this topic, she asked about the family situation of several teenagers. Most of them were children of ordinary families. Only the family of Qinling was slightly better. Her father was a ceramic merchant.

Xiaocaibao played in front for a while. Smelling it, he slipped to the pot house. While his father was not paying attention to cooking, he wanted to steal food, and his mother caught him.

"Don't steal. Since you're here, come and make a fire."

"Ah?" Xiaocaibao's face was suddenly bitter: "I knew I would not come."

So a little bit sat in front of the pot hole to make a fire and saw his mother steal food from time to time. The most irritating thing was that he told his father about it, but his father turned a blind eye and pretended not to see it.

That's very angry~

When he was eating, he found that his uncles seemed to be more hungry than him, holding their rice bowls as if they had robbed him. His favorite braised pork came to the bottom in a blink of an eye. Finally, he could only silently extend his chopsticks to the nearest dish of vegetables.

Looking at the vegetables in the bowl, he felt like crying.

It's a vegetarian bun. It's even more vegetarian this time.

I really want to complain to his father.

Xiaocaibao thought, raised his head, looked at his father, saw that his father was only obsessed with his mother, so he silently lowered his head, gnawed at the two small vegetables in the bowl, and glared at those uncles who robbed his meat.

Yuan Mingzhu saw the empty plate in front of her. She didn't expect that Yuan Xiaobao's classmates were so hungry.

The teenagers seemed to realize that something was wrong, and they scratched their heads with embarrassment: "well, the dishes made by elder brother and elder sister are so delicious, better than those made by yutingxuan in Hongcheng."

Yutingxuan is the best restaurant in Hongcheng. It's the Qinling mausoleum. He ate it several times.

"Well." Someone answered the compliment in a particularly shameless way.

Yuan Mingzhu looked at someone silently: you are so mean!

Yuan Yinzhen: I'm the emperor. In their lifetime, they can eat the food I cook, and they are blessed with eight generations of cultivation.

Yuan Mingzhu

She really can't refute that