Chapter 73 A Different Kind of Breakfast
The Guan family's dining rules were so that even Guan Youshou did not dare to make trouble. As soon as he came in, he was facing his mother's eyes.
Can't he have a good meal?
In desperation, he had to put his daughter on the ground and signaled her to go to sit next to his wife and son. If he was late, he would be treated with the third girl.
Guan Ping'an also discovered this point. The Eight Immortals Table was full of people, but Guan Xiaozhu was not at the seat. She was sitting pitifully in front of the stove.
Hey, don't you take a kitchen knife?
Guan Ping'an smiled sweetly at her grandmother's eyes and quickly slipped to her mother. Well, she didn't want to accept the food she gave was given, but she had to fight for her mother!
On the dining table, it was wrong. There was a first bunch of cakes in front of her grandmother, or mixed noodles, and corn flour mixed with white flour.
That's not all. It's no longer corn flour porridge, but also a lot of sorghum rice noodles and fish.
The so-called dough fish is sorghum dough. When cooking porridge, put the dough into strips and put them in the porridge to cook together.
It was so good that her grandmother wouldn't let them have a beheading meal first, right? Isn't this the case before the death row prisoner was executed?
Guan Ping'an blinked in disbelief. She wasn't hungry, right? She wasn't blindfolded!
Aunt Guan first picked up the spoon and stirred a few fish in the wooden plate that was not much smaller than the washbasin. She took the bowl of the eldest daughter-in-law beside her and served half of it.
When she arrived at her eldest grandson, her hand holding the spoon obviously stopped for a moment, and she finally filled a bowl, which made Guan Ping'an so tired for her.
You said you are all old people, why are you still serving the young and serving the youngest?
Soon the three grandchildren passed by, and finally took turns to Zhao Qiuyue, who was shaking her hands and holding the bowl. She immediately pursed her lips, shook her arms and served her half a bowl.
Guan Ping'an opened his mouth in surprise: Can he still operate like this? A bowl of porridge can be divided into three levels. She held back her smile and continued to observe her grandmother.
If the treatment is not to take care of her three mothers, her grandmother is quite fun. She is like a child, controlling three meals a day. If you offend me, I will not be kind to you and make you hungry. But why don’t you think about what if everyone goes on strike and stops?
Soon it was Guan Xiaolan's turn. At this moment, her grandmother's old arm did not tremble, but she also served a bowl for her, but she reminded her, "If anyone can't finish eating, take it off the table, get out."
This is to prevent their sisters from falling in love with each other. But grandmother, is it really good for you to do this?
Guan Ping'an stared at the second cousin who was bowing his head sympathetically, and then glanced at the second aunt who was eating and drinking by herself. This was a very complicated mood. I really lost my love!
——The daughter is behind her hungry and looking forward to her eyes. Where did your mother’s bold ambition last night go? Will you die if you don’t eat a meal?
No wonder her mother said there was no chance!
Just like this, I still want to split up? If I hadn't remembered that you had to earn work points, my grandmother would have wished she would save even this small bowl.
Soon Guan Ping'an had no intention of tangling with others because her grandmother actually gave her mother half. What is this for?!
Guan Ping'an narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at her breasts' hands with his eyes straight, and putting a bowl on her for himself, but he didn't even match his eyelids.
She wanted to take a good look at whether Ma Dujuan, who ran back to her parents' home a few steps away yesterday, did not work and did not do housework, was qualified to treat her mother with her mother?
Otherwise, don't blame her for lifting the table!
When she saw Ma Dujuan and Zhao Qiuyue treat each other, she immediately made her chuckle. Fortunately, she was not biased towards the fourth room! Although her mother was a little aggrieved, she could still be tolerated.
"Why are you smirking? You are so obedient every day. Grandma makes dumplings for you in a few days. Don't learn those bad guys and ungrateful wolves, you are ungrateful."
Aunt Guan said as she handed her two buns first, "Eat more."
Guan Ping'an immediately grabbed her with both hands and smiled sweetly at her again. Oh my mother! It's so fucking to say that he is so fucking against his will.
Her grandmother didn't know a lot of words, and she could use strategies and know how to use both soft and hard. No, she also knew how to divide and resolutely refused to let you live in the back room unite.
Guan Ping'an turned his head and Guan Xiaozhu had left, but where is Guan Xiaomei? What crime did this cousin commit and treat it like Guan Xiaozhu?
No one asked during this period, and her aunt was even more like a pig and couldn't take care of herself. While looking at the mixed noodles in front of her grandmother, she was actually much more restrained when she looked at the rogue in front of her.
Guan Ping'an took a small bite of the cake, widened his eyes, glanced at Liu Chunhua while chewing, and shook his little head. He really convinced her aunt!
After being stabbed by her mother, she took a speechless sip of the soup of the fish noodles, which smelled of water again.
Her grandmother was really wrong. If she didn't want to be fed as a pig every four days, anyone in the big house could punish her, then Guan Xiaomei wouldn't do it!
Any good thing that can be used by her aunt's skills as a pig cooking technique is ruined.
Even her grandmother can't even compare to her daughter's skills. She probably even remembered this point, and then she kept throwing her eyes on her.
In this depressing and dull atmosphere, Guan Ping'an finally finished a bowl of fish noodles, ate half of the buns, and waited until her father came out, which was enough to kill her.
Putting a half-bread into her arms, she quickly got off the table and ran to her father's place, shouting, "Grandma, I'm going to dig wild vegetables."
She can't eat it and then return it? There is no way!
"What wild vegetables are digging? I'll order corn for your mother today."
Guan Youshou picked up his daughter without saying a word, led the running son over, and took the lead out of the outer room. It was so crazy that 18 work points a day were not enough!
"Dad, don't be angry, don't be angry!" Guan Ping'an whispered while stroking her father's chest, "I like to work with my mother the most."
"Nonsense! You are too young, you don't even have some corn, and your grandma doesn't understand at all. You'd better go out with your brother to play."
"Sister, don't be afraid. Go and play with your brother. With our father here, grandma won't beat you."
Guan Ping'an looked at his brother sadly: She was not afraid that her grandmother would attack her, her mother was the weak point. It would be the third room the day after tomorrow, and no rules should be broken at that time!
What if I can't bear it anymore, do I have to prepare in advance? I can't be chopped up by her grandmother.
"Dad, how many days do grandma punish third sister?"
"Haha... are you afraid? Why does it take three days, right?"
Guan Ping'an's eyes widened: Three days? That would be a death! In three days, there would be not enough staple food. "Did my second uncle secretly hide the buns?"
"It should be. Your grandfather kept staring at him, and I couldn't remind him."
So, the two elders have a plan to cooperate, maybe her grandfather is strongly supporting her wife. It is indeed more cruel than just beating her directly!
"Your milk won't let her eat, and she will be allowed to drink porridge tomorrow. Well, it's very thin and thin. When her heart is relieved, it's okay."
Alas... it's better to copy the Book of Filial Piety.
It’s terrible to be uneducated, so don’t worry about being hungry!
By the way, I will not be treated when I am sick anyway. Even if you are dying and your life is in full swing, I will not feel sorry for you except for your son and grandson.
Her grandma's bear!
Chapter completed!