"If you half-talk, you won't have a wife when you get old!"
Shen Qingqing shouted at the empty wall. After getting no response for a long time, she had to sigh and go back to the kitchen to continue testing dishes.
When it got dark, the buffet that had been prepared all afternoon was finally served. From main meals to desserts and drinks, there were three rows of tables. There were many people and there were many dishes. The courtyard of Nuo Da was full of people as far as the eye could see.
Shen Qingqing was handing out bowls and chopsticks while introducing everyone to how to eat various delicacies. When she introduced the outermost dish, someone suddenly jumped out of the room and hugged her arm.
Then there was a loud and cordial call: "My dear, my mother has finally found you!"
Shen Qingqing was stunned for a moment, then patted the back of the visitor's hand with a normal expression, "Mom, don't make trouble, I'm doing business."
"Okay, my dear, you go ahead and do your work. Mom is waiting next to you." Shen Changyuan pinched her cheek and left with a smile. Before leaving, he didn't forget to add: "My dear, she looks really good." Pretty."
Zhiyi, who was happily eating food opposite her, was so shocked by the scene in front of him that he dropped the chopsticks in his hand.
"Brother?" He opened his mouth, looking like he had been struck by lightning, and stammered, "What's going on?"
Shen Qingqing raised her eyebrows and looked at him, "My mother is here, do you have any questions?"
Zhiyi's mouth twitched and he replied with three words with difficulty: "No problem."
After replying, he immediately turned to Gu Jiali to bite his ear, "Sir, did you hear that? Someone called Brother Shen Guobao!"
Gu Jiali suppressed his laughter and asked in a serious manner: "Is there any question?"
"Of course there is a problem. This "good boy" has seriously affected Brother Shen's powerful image in my heart."
Gu Jiali picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth with his backhand, "Eat yours, mother and daughter are close, what does it have to do with you?"
After introducing all the dishes, Shen Qingqing turned around and smiled at the woman standing obediently by the door, "Mom, come here, I will tell you which dish is the most delicious."
Shen Changyuan lifted up the hem of her skirt and ran over impatiently, took the porcelain bowl she handed and asked in a low voice: "Where is the son-in-law? Why didn't I see the son-in-law?"
Shen Qingqing replied with a smile: "You have never seen him before, it would be strange to recognize him!"
"Hey, dear baby, you just look down on your mother and me." Shen Changyuan picked up a piece of glutinous rice cake and put it on the plate, and said proudly: "Your mother has lived for decades, but she still has the ability to recognize her son-in-law. of."
"There are only two good-looking young men in this room. One is as dejected as a sick eggplant. It's definitely not him."
"Sick Eggplant" heard this and looked up at the mother and daughter. He said nothing and continued to immerse himself in fighting the red oil-filled Malatang. He was obviously not interested in the topic they were talking about.
Shen Changyuan continued his analysis: "You still have a straight face, just like an old antique that has just been pulled out of the tomb. It doesn't look like your type."
The old antique who had just emerged from the tomb looked at the woman and wanted to say something but held back.
Zhiyi on the side seemed to have heard some joke and was so happy that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.
Shen Qingqing also pursed her lips and snickered, "Why do I have to find someone good-looking? Can't I find an ordinary person?"
"That won't work!" Shen Changyuan waved his hands repeatedly, "My sweet baby is so pretty, so it would be too bad to have an ugly one."
Shen Qingqing spread her hands, "What should I do if I'm already married?"
"Are you serious?" Shen Changyuan's face fell, and he was a little unwilling to accept the reality. After a moment, he tugged on her sleeve and asked: "Which one is it? Point it out to my mother. If it doesn't work, we can still reconcile. Mom will find you a handsome one."
After she finished speaking, she looked up and saw Meng Yuan leading Zhang Xuan and Granny Hua in for dinner. Her eyes instantly lit up, "Hey, this kid is handsome, just like him."
Meng Yuan was stunned by the praise and subconsciously turned his head to look at Shen Qingqing.
Shen Qingqing smiled with crooked eyebrows and joked: "Young man, my mother wants to ask you to be her son-in-law. I wonder if you are willing?"
Meng Yuan took a closer look at Shen Changyuan's appearance and understood instantly. He curled his lips and said in line with her words: "Of course I am willing. It is my blessing to be favored by a girl."
As he said that, he turned sideways and saluted Shen Changyuan, "My son-in-law has met my mother-in-law."
The two went back and forth and acted so naturally that Shen Changyuan was confused and asked weakly: "Are you serious?"
Shen Qingqing burst into laughter, "I'm just kidding you, this is really your son-in-law, Meng Yuan."
Meng Yuan bowed to the woman respectfully again.
"Hey!" Shen Changyuan sighed repeatedly: "My dear baby has such a good eye for choosing such a handsome boy."
As she said this, she waved to Meng Yuan, "Meng Yuan, come here, I want to ask you something, how old are you this year and how many people are in your family..."
Shen Changyuan's questions came out one after another like a barrage of questions. Meng Yuan could resist it at first, but then he couldn't stand it anymore and could only use his eyes to ask Shen Qingqing for help.
Shen Qingqing gave him a sympathetic look, smiled and pulled Shen Changyuan away, "Are you sure you don't want to try the dishes your daughter has been busy cooking all afternoon?"
"Did you make it?" Shen Changyuan looked around and was shocked when he saw the dazzling array of dishes on the long table. "As expected of my dear child, he is so amazing! Much better than my mother!"
Opposite me, Granny Hua interjected in a sinister tone: "Who can compare with a person like you who can cook on fire and burn down the kitchen?"
The smile on Shen Changyuan's face froze, and he pretended not to hear her words. He took the plate and started to test the dishes one by one, praising them as he tried them. Her cheerful voice echoed throughout the yard:
"My little boy is so awesome."
"My little boy is so pretty."
"My little boy is so good."
A whole image of a daughter-slave.
Everyone's surprise at the beginning gradually turned into calm. Even Zhiyi was able to comment calmly while holding the bowl: "Sir, I have changed my mind. From now on, I will call her Shen Guabao De."
While Gu Jiali was slowly eating mango double-skinned milk, he answered slowly: "You scream, if you are not afraid that your husband will kill you with a knife, just scream."
Zhiyi looked up at the tall man standing side by side with Shen Qingqing, and silently retracted his neck, "Forget it, let's call him eldest brother."
A meal where both the guest and the host enjoy themselves.
Of course, except for dumplings and Luo Dashan who can only eat sick meals.
After the meal, Shen Qingqing and Meng Yuan went to the door to see off the guests. After a lot of trouble, they came back and found Zhang Xuan still eating in the courtyard, while Granny Hua rolled her eyes beside them.
Shen Qingqing scratched her head and said, "Doctor Zhang, aren't you full yet?"
Zhang Xuan put down his chopsticks and came to her side to whisper: "I want to become a disciple and I can't leave. Do you understand?"
"Apprenticeship?" Shen Qingqing glanced in the direction of his finger and understood instantly, "Two bottles of beauty pills, two bottles of trauma plasters, two detoxification pills, two..."
Zhang Xuan interrupted her and said, "It's almost done. If you try again, you'll be bald."
Shen Qingqing snapped her fingers, "Okay, that's it." This chapter has been completed!