"It has to be me, dad!" Yan Yu pointed at her little nose and shook her head, smiling and saying: "Then my contribution is real, thanks to our family for the bounty and silver!

Look, I'll give you a formal establishment, an iron rice bowl! You'll be paid every month, but it won't be a steady flow of money!

The general flag is the seventh grade, which is not a low starting point! Come on dad, our family's wealth depends on you!"

This is the truth, but the credit for his daughter's hard work was in vain.

Yan Laoer couldn't stand it.

I feel that my daughter is so outstanding, but in this terrible world, she can’t study and pass the exams, and she can’t become an official if she makes meritorious deeds. She feels wronged, she feels so wronged!

My eyes and nose were visibly red, my body twitched twice, and I was about to burst into tears the next moment.

"God bless you, please come out. I have something to say to you, my teacher." Mr. Tian said with a straight face.

Yan Yu blinked and looked at her uncle.

Yan Huaiwen was sorting the documents, and the King of England had them sent back. He was sorting through them while he was reading them, and he was not very fast, so he finally read a few books.

"His master can testify. Teacher, please speak slowly!" Xu Diying said gently.

"I still want to eat braised pork!" Yan Er said while swallowing.

Yan Er believes in your father, but he believes in your master.

What I should say is, the child is hungry!

"teacher?"

Why is the surname Yan or Xue?!

He has no physical strength, is bad at reading, slow at arithmetic, and has a bright mind.

"You asked Sixiao to transport it by air, hahaha!" Yan Er swallowed his saliva, "Dad, mix some cold dishes, make some sugar water and heat it in the house. If we don't have any sugary garlic yet, ask Sixiao to bring some..."

It was quiet outside the house, except for the sound of turning pages of books.

Well!

Li Xuemei's mood has not stabilized yet.

Yan Er opened the door and looked in. When he saw his father and master appearing outside the yard, his eyes lit up.

"Yan Yu will help you rinse some vegetable leaves."

Yan Laoer originally wanted to cry, but when the teacher looked at him like this, it was really hard for him to cry.

Fresh! Beautiful!

Are those chicken gizzards?

Yan Laoer nodded.

So good at giving birth!

Li Xuemei said to her heart that your boyfriend is a good eater, so the table is fully arranged.

The Yan family also eats a lot of food, and they actually know that their godfather has not yet retained their skills!

"Arrangement." Xu Diying agreed simply.

…

Being granted a title as a child is an honor in front of you.

"The meat is cut into pieces and ready-made. Dad brought some vegetables from outside the house. The prince wanted to eat hot-boiled mutton, so we put the rest out of the pot. Dad cooked whatever he wanted to eat."

Mr. Tian:......

"Is there any over there? If so, let's wait for him to go home. Dad will make it for him when he gets home."

Yan Er jumped up and followed him.

"Want to eat sweet garlic? Yan Yu will peel it for him and eat it with the skin on? Okay, just remove the inside. Those layers of skin are old and are bad for eating."

"God bless" Mr. Tian sighed and patted my arm: "Da Qi must not live up to his hard work!"

Is this the pork belly I’m thinking of?

After eating and drinking, and having a few glasses of wine, the atmosphere under the table became colder at first sight.

Hearing the sound, he raised his head and met the waiter's eyes.

It was haha, so I changed it to touching my belly.

Numb, spicy and chewy!

What kind of fairy child is that!

"Chinese! Dad is rolling out some noodles to make two kinds of noodles!"

I naturally prepared the dipping sauce for the King of England and the Crown Prince. Before Da Qi, I had taken care of Da Qi's food and drink. I handed the King of England a handkerchief and poured some soup.

What a bad boy.

Are you so greedy that you have to eat that bite today?

He said very helplessly: "His father is crying."

Previously, a self-taught teacher adjusted the angle, moved his mouth from various positions, and cooperated with his lips, teeth, and tongue, and he quickly completed the medium-difficulty action of deboning chicken wings.

The pot was also hot, so I picked up the mutton meat that was entangled with each other with a chopstick.

You can use chopsticks, but if something happens and you don't have a spoon, that's enough.

The discussion was mixed with the prince’s whispers:

"all!"

Yan Huaiwen muttered: "I also know how to ask Sixiao to send a letter."

"No, it's better for us to eat it in our seventh year. At that time, vegetable leaves were scarce and expensive, so Xu Di should give him some."

The prince also followed suit.

Chicken wings are both good and easy to eat.

I didn't pick up the chicken, but moved towards the pork belly.

The King of England was in a bad mood, so he took a piece of radish and poked it out of the sauce.

I understand, dad does have shallow eye sockets and is about to cry.

After watching it, pantothenic acid was over.

Of the people sitting under the table, the prince could say that Xue Baihu was a relative, and Master Tian was a young official, just like the battle behind the eyes of the earth.

It was important to pass, but at this time, the King of England had not yet put aside his face, and greeted the young family in an easy-going manner: "Eat it while it's cold, be careful, it's only bad to be as humble as you!"

Xu Diying is even more capable. She can even joke with the King of England and persuade him to drink.

The prince and his father-in-law were not seated today either, just next to the King of England.

A whole bunch goes into the mouth.

Huan welcomed him out angrily and happily.

…

"Yan Yu, don't just give me some food, you can also eat it!"

I decisively picked up the chicken wings and tore off a piece with my teeth.

Da Qi and Wang Ye asked for it!!!

"Dad, is he crying? Are you touched? Hahahaha!" Yan Er laughed at your father.

They all picked their favorite plates and put their chopsticks on them.

You waved your hand with a smile and said, "Go ahead."

"You want to eat rice!"

Xu Diying also had stage fright when asked, so she opened her mouth and said, "My life is in vain."

Still hahaha.

Pork belly chicken.

Yan Er doesn't eat like that.

Li Xuemei's introduction is complicated. The meat is coated with flour and oil, and then drizzled with juice. It should be eaten cold.

"What the child said is wrong. Changing the official position with him is the most beneficial thing for saving his life. He shouldn't feel embarrassed. He won't be granted a title..."

Yan Huaiwen looked at Yan Laoer's broken basket and pointed at Sixiao.

It is no longer the case that Gao Mu is hiding from his wife.

The King of England used this ordinary face to vividly interpret one word - eat bad, eat bad, eat bad, eat bad!

The King of England was shocked. The taste was like earth, and his teeth were screaming. He chewed it so vigorously!

"Your Majesty, that's spicy!" Wang Gonggong reminded loudly.
To be continued...