flstandardbreds Chapter 297 Family Food Chain
Chapter 297 Family Food Chain
My uncle screamed, rubbed his waist and turned his head with a look of grievance. When he turned his head, he saw my aunt's long face. He glanced at my father-in-law and mother-in-law, and their smiles had disappeared. My father-in-law's face was so gloomy that water could be squeezed out of it. Everyone at the table was quiet and lowered their heads to eat silently.
"...Father-in-law, mother-in-law, I, I toast you." The uncle said embarrassedly and quickly raised his glass and drank it all.
"Hong, you keep an eye on him! Why does he drink so much? Is alcohol a good thing? He's already grown up!" The two elders took a sip of the water in front of them symbolically. Seeing that the eldest uncle drank glass of white wine one gulp at a time, the grandfather frowned unhappily and said.
"Dad, Mom, today is a happy day. We have three generations living together. Seeing you two elders in good health and vigorous spirits, and the younger generations also having promising and energetic prospects, I am happy in my heart. This glass of wine is to express his feelings. I am honest, speak directly, and have a good heart. The words that cannot be said are all in the wine!
"Brother, Dad is concerned about you too. Your liver is not in good condition, so you should drink less. Pengpeng will get married and have children in the future, and he is counting on you and your sister. You must ensure good health so that you can drink at your grandson's full moon banquet, 12th birthday banquet, and wedding banquet, right?" Father Su quickly made excuses for his uncle.
"Yes! Yes! My brother-in-law is right. Otherwise, we who are so simple-minded and straightforward cannot become village party secretaries. Come, let's have a drink!" The eldest uncle happily filled his glass with wine. Not only did he instantly forget the words of grandfather and Su's father who advised him to drink less, but he also started talking again.
My aunt's hand reached out to my uncle's waist again viciously.
The eldest cousin next to him glanced at his father, rolled his eyes, twisted his body, raised his index finger, took the cup from his uncle, and placed it in front of his aunt.
"Tsk! Pengpeng, why are you giving it to your mother? Why don't you drink it yourself? Have one with your grandparents!" The uncle took one look and encouraged him with smacking his lips.
"I won't drink. Mind your own business and don't meddle in other people's business!" The eldest cousin turned his body and rolled his eyes again.
Zhao Xiaojing took a bite of crispy meat and a bite of crispy lotus root, and was amazed at the flexibility of her cousin's eyes. This roll of the eyes was really sarcastic, and the degree of mockery was comparable to that of Concubine Hua in Legend of Zhen Huan.
Just now, while I was cooking in the kitchen, I vaguely heard my aunt and Su's mother muttering, saying that my cousin is still the same and can't change. It's all because my uncle has many sisters, and they all gave birth to girls. My cousin has been influenced by them since he was a child, and now there is nothing he can do.
Zhao Xiaojing was still confused at the time, but now she sees that her cousin is even more charming than the two girls?
"I'm your father!" The uncle was helpless and furious.
Zhao Xiaojing raised her eyebrows and took another bite of the big meatball that Su Yuchen brought over. The meatball was fried and steamed, with pure meat filling. The fried outer layer was just for shaping, while the inside was soft and tender, full of juice. The meatball was as big as a baby's fist. Sure enough, the dishes and noodles made by grandma were equally solid.
"And then? So what if you're my dad? Your Qing Dynasty fell a long time ago, and you're still thinking about restoring the country? Don't try that on me!" My cousin continued to roll his eyes, mocking and fighting back with words and actions.
The stir-fried noodles in the middle had been almost scooped out, with some noodles left at the bottom. Su Yuchen picked up Zhao Xiaojing's bowl, scooped out most of the noodles and the last few noodles, and scooped out half a bowl of noodles for himself. He then took a sesame seed cake from Su's mother, broke it in two, gave half to Zhao Xiaojing, and ate the other half with the noodles.
"Yes, yes, I can't control you, and you don't control me either!" The eldest uncle was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick. He blurted out a sentence after holding it in for a long time. Mother and father Su looked at each other helplessly, pretending to be calm and picking up food for the two elders. The two elders looked at their noses and their noses at their hearts, staring at the food in their bowls without looking away.
Zhao Xiaojing took a bite of the pancake, and then imitated Su Yuchen's pancake soaking whistle, and smiled after tasting it. The food made by grandma has its own characteristics and unified style. When making pasta, she has clear preferences. Basically, you can tell that it is made by the same person after eating it.
Only the outer shell of the sesame seed bun is slightly burnt, while the inside seems to be made of unleavened dough. It doesn't taste as soft as steamed bun, but it's not hard either. It's somewhere between chewy and fluffy, and soft with a chewy texture. It seems that my grandmother prefers a similar texture when making pasta.
"I'm afraid you'll drink too much and my mom will clean up your mess. Who wants to take care of you?" It was hard to tell whether the eldest cousin was angry or not. He just kept rolling his eyes at his father from all angles, but his light words always made his uncle speechless and helpless.
"Li Feipeng! That's enough!" The aunt gently bumped into the cousin's arm, and the cousin finally rolled his eyes and stopped.
Zhao Xiaojing contentedly used the sesame seed cake to dip up the last mouthful of noodle soup in the whistle. The wheat aroma of the sesame seed cake plus the aroma of the batter in the soup doubled the joy of eating noodles. The name of the carbohydrate bomb is not exaggerated, eating carbohydrates does make people happy.
"Where's my whistle?!" The eldest cousin had just come off the battlefield and was about to scoop up the most delicious whistle from the bottom of the stir-fried noodles. When he saw the bowl with only a few mouthfuls of soup left, he looked around in horror.
Around, Zhao Xiaojing's bowl still had a small amount of noodles left. The thick soup had been absorbed by the sesame seed cake in her hand. She was taking a bite of the sesame seed cake and snorting. Su Yuchen's bowl was empty. She didn't taste it as carefully as Zhao Xiaojing did, so she finished before Zhao Xiaojing. Grandpa and grandma could often eat noodles at home. They knew that the children liked it, so they kept these noodles for them during the New Year, so their bowls were empty. Su's father and mother lived not far away and went back to her mother's house frequently. They always let the younger generation eat these things. So the remaining noodles...
"Here it is! Eat it!" The remaining noodles had been scooped up by my aunt while my cousin and my uncle were arguing. Knowing that my cousin didn't like the taste of the leftover vegetable oil mixed with the noodle soup at the bottom of the bowl, she specially filled a new disposable bowl with half a bowl and placed it in front of him. "Eat it quickly, it will get cold soon!"
"Thank you, Mom!" The eldest cousin twisted his body, raised his finger and moved the bowl happily, then picked up another pancake and started eating with half a bowl of soup.
Zhao Xiaojing and Su Yuchen looked at each other. Their cousin's sweet voice gave them goose bumps at the same time, and they both felt a chill at this moment.
Su's father started his high EQ speech again, making his grandparents laugh non-stop. His uncle was hesitant to speak on the side. Looking to the left, he saw Lian Qiao, who was superior to him and was deeply loved by his father-in-law and mother-in-law. Looking to the right, he saw his powerful wife and unfilial son, and the empty wine glass that he was not allowed to drink from, but his wife drank it in one gulp without anyone saying anything.
A world where only my uncle was injured was achieved.
"Are actors still good to eat?" Su Yuchen secretly raised an eyebrow at Zhao Xiaojing. Zhao Xiaojing raised her eyelids, nodded silently and smiled.
Before the meal, Su Yuchen told her to just concentrate on eating and not to join in any fun. She could just watch the actors perform while eating. The food chain within the family also has its own balance.
What a proverb.