The front yard, the east wing of Lao Yang's house.

Old Yangtou looked at the fragrant hodgepodge in the open earthenware bowl in front of him, including meat and vegetables, spicy and fragrant.

If such a hodgepodge bowl were left alone as usual, Old Yangtou would have to finish three bowls of multigrain rice and two large bowls of roasted knives.

"The third daughter-in-law is really good at cooking. I haven't had a good meal since they divided the third room and left the food to the fourth daughter-in-law."

Old Yang sighed deeply and sat at the table, smoking a cigarette.

Mrs. Tan took the water that Lao Yang had soaked her feet in and gave her a hasty wash of her feet.

After going to the yard and pouring water for washing feet, I came in and saw the food on the table.

Mrs. Tan came over and looked at it for a few times, and said in a sour tone, "These three families enjoy spicy food every day, fly in the woods, and swim in rivers and ditches. They are so capable."

Old Yangtou shook his head while holding the dry tobacco pole, and sneered at this, "It's not capable to study like this just for the sake of food and drink."

"What's that called?" asked Tan.

"You are greedy and have no future," Old Yang said.

"How do you prepare this bowl of food?" Tan asked again.

"I'll go back and send them back with the bowls. I won't be full and the chicken won't be fat. I didn't even go over there to drink with Old Sun Tou. It's not good to just ask for the food they brought over for free," Old Yang Tou said.

"No," Mrs. Tan hesitated as she looked at the pile of vegetables.

"Hey, you're greedy." Old Yang tilted his head towards Tan, his voice showing displeasure.

I thought to myself, this old lady is usually very capable of causing trouble, but now she is holding back after seeing a bowl of meat and vegetables.

Just as Old Yang was about to scold Mrs. Tan, Mrs. Tan had already spoken first.

"Dad Mei'er, why don't you send her back? My second son came from the town with a message saying that Mei'er is going back to the village."

"Why are you coming home tomorrow?" Old Yangtou also cheered up and asked.

She gave birth to five sons in one go, and only then did she have the youngest daughter, Yang Huamei.

Things are rare and valuable. Among all the men in the family, Mei'er was held in the heart of Lao Yangtou and Tan.

Mrs. Tan nodded, "Yes, our Mei'er is coming home tomorrow. The second son is afraid of his mother-in-law, and the second daughter-in-law is such a stingy person. Mei'er lived with them some time ago, and she is afraid of her mother-in-law.

I haven’t eaten anything real either.”

"The bowl of meat and vegetables sent by the third room includes eel dumplings and pheasant. These are rare things. Let's keep them for Mei'er. She will definitely be rare," Mrs. Tan begged Old Yang Touna.

The stubbornness and pride on Lao Yangtou's face were greatly reduced now.

He sighed silently and nodded.

The look of compromising as a last resort is quite similar to the tragic and choking aura of a hero in his late years, bending his back for three buckets of rice.

"Then take it to the kitchen and put it away. Be careful not to be stolen by mice," Old Yangtou warned.

Mrs. Tan nodded repeatedly, picked up the open sea bowl and went straight to the kitchen.

In the house of Yang Huaming and Mr. Liu, the fourth son next door.

The room was pitch dark, and the two girls were sleeping deeply. Yang Huaming moved them to the bed to sleep.

He occupied most of the space outside the bed, lying there with his arms folded on the pillow, his chin resting on his arms, and humming.

"Damn it, you haven't eaten yet. Why are your hands too weak? Use more force."

"Okay, I'll do my best, I'll do my best"

Ms. Liu had a big belly and knelt down on one side with some difficulty. In the darkness, she could only use the ray of moonlight coming in from the window to squeeze her man's shoulders and pat his back.

Suddenly, the door of the wing next door creaked open.

A figure flashed past their window.

With a startling glance, Mrs. Liu still recognized the figure of her mother-in-law, Mrs. Tan. Mrs. Tan seemed to be holding a bowl in her hand.

"Damn it, why did you stop?"

"Shhh"

In the darkness, Mrs. Liu pricked up her ears, catching the sound of Mr. Tan's footsteps.

"Fourth, my mother seems to have gone to the kitchen. I saw her just passing by, holding a sea bowl in her hand," Mrs. Liu said to Yang Huaming in a low voice.

"So what?" Yang Huaming asked lazily.

"You are stupid. This fat man is here today. He invited Chang Geng and Daniel to come over for dinner at night and cooked a table full of delicious food."

Mrs. Liu said excitedly. In the darkness, Yang Huaming couldn't see her face clearly, but he could only see a pair of eyes that were brighter than a mouse's eyes.

"Hey, even if the third bedroom eats dragon meat, it's not our share. The third brother and sister-in-law don't care. The one in charge is Fat Ya, Fat Ya, that damn girl. She's so smart, and she's also cunning and weird. I ate a bowl of dumplings from her last time.

, almost killed me."

Yang Huaming still has lingering fears when he talks about this.

Mrs. Liu said, "Look at your future, you are still my man. Last time was the last time, and this time is the same."

"What to say"

"Before dinner at night, Da'an came over to invite my father to have a drink, but my father didn't go. Later, Fat Yaga also came to invite me, but he still didn't invite me," Mrs. Liu said.

"Our dad is so stupid, he doesn't eat anything that is put to his mouth," Yang Huaming said.

"Then the third sister-in-law came, I'm afraid she was bringing meat and vegetables." Mrs. Liu continued, "Just now my mother went to the kitchen. I found out the place where my mother hid things to prevent mice. She must have poured them in a big bowl.

Buckle it and put it in the big pot inside."

"Hey, what are you waiting for? Let's go and steal it quickly," Yang Huaming urged.

At this time, footsteps came from the kitchen again, and the couple covered their mouths to keep from chewing.

It wasn't until the footsteps entered the next door room and the sound of the door closing that I let go.

Yang Huaming had already sat up and touched his shoes on the ground in front of the bed.

"Fourth brother, are you really going to steal that dish?" Mrs. Liu grabbed Yang Huaming and asked.

"If you don't eat the good food when it comes to your mouth, you are a fool. My father is stupid, but I am smart," Yang Huaming said disapprovingly.

"I heard that Mei'er is coming home soon. My mother's dish must be reserved for Mei'er. If we eat it, my mother will blame her and she can't bear it." Ms. Liu was a little worried about this.

It has been several years since I married into Lao Yang's family. In this family, my sister-in-law Yang Huamei is the favorite of her parents-in-law.

In addition to Dafang's eldest grandson Yang Yongxian, who is studying in the school in the town, and is a scholar whom the Yang family has tried their best to cultivate, his sister-in-law Yang Huamei is another treasure of the family.

Her father-in-law and parents-in-law all packed her house with all the delicious food, good drinks, and fun things to do, and all her sons stood aside.

At first Mrs. Liu was puzzled and thought this was the family tradition of the old Yang family. She cared about her daughter but not her son.

But after she gave birth to two girls at once, she realized that the old Yang family was the most patriarchal, and Yang Huamei was the exception among the exceptions.

Like people but different lives, Mrs. Liu is extremely jealous of her sister-in-law Yang Huamei.

Here, Yang Huaming has neatly put on his shoes and got off the ground.

"Mei'er is staying with her second brother and sister-in-law in town these days. She will definitely have plenty of delicious food, and she won't be short of this bowl either."

Yang Huaming said, turned around and walked to the door, opening it quietly.
Chapter completed!