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Zhang Degong and Zhang Sanxian both had their eyes widened. To outsiders, it was simply unbelievable that people who were hundreds of years old could still have such a fiery temper.
The disciples and grandchildren in the open-door side hall around them all stared with wide eyes, looking at this side with expressions of disbelief on their faces. Isn't it true that this father and son are so angry?
Zhuge Xiaorong saw the two of them glaring at each other like bullshit, but she was neither angry nor annoyed. She picked up her chopsticks, picked up a crispy taro, ate it deliciously, and then said to the people at the table with a smile:
"Ignore them two, just eat, just eat.
Zhang Juncai chuckled, and stretched his chopsticks towards the bowl of pepper dog fish fillets in front of Zhang Degong's door. The small bowl filled with juice, and the spicy oil dripped down. The fish meat was so golden that some of it was broken into pieces with the chopsticks.
, and it’s extremely white inside. The look and taste are indescribable.
Wang Jindao also took advantage of it. The water he used today is good, can it be bad? It is the fountain of life that strengthens the body, nourishes the mind, and restores the spirit. Zhuge Xiaorong just ate a little plum blossom porridge and felt refreshed.
Every chef wonders where this water comes from.
When the water from the surrounding wells was pumped, it no longer tasted so good.
To be honest, the food on this table has surpassed the level of the best dishes prepared by the three chefs. It has an aura that makes people feel comfortable.
"Zhang Juncai! What are you doing!" Zhang Degong blew his beard and glared. His long eyebrows and long white beard looked quite celestial at first glance, but just staring at his big eyes made people feel extremely broken.
"Second Master, I thought you didn't want to eat it, so naturally I had to eat more." Zhang Juncai picked up another chopstick of dog fish meat and stuffed it into his mouth. He made a sound of "ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooouuuuuuuu, you're dripping with spicy oil. It's so satisfying just looking at it."
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Zhang Bingsheng was also funny, and thought to himself: The third brother and the second master really had a fate cultivated in the previous life, and became father and son. Haha, there is no hero like the second master, and a hero like the third brother cannot be born.
Feeling happy, he poured some of Shuanggouzhen's big songs, clinked the glasses with the brother next to him, sipped the wine in the glass, and drained it down in one gulp.
It slides smoothly from your mouth to your throat and into your belly, feeling warm and comfortable.
The women over there are all drinking warm Nantong rice wine. The wine is fragrant. It seems that Wang Jindao put something in it, and the aroma is even stronger. People around are secretly envious: this little life
, I really can’t envy you.
"Bullshit! I'm very good at speaking!" Zhang Degong glared at Zhang Juncai, and then shouted: "Hongxiu, pick up a chopstick for me.
"When your bones are old and you can't hold them together, don't occupy your seat and be an eyesore..." Zhang Sanxian's voice started to float again.
Zhuge Xiaorong looked at him with a smile, while Zhang Sanxian kept silent and sat there without speaking.
The corner of Zhang Degong's mouth twitches. I'm really convinced that he is still so popular even in his hundreds and decades.
It's no wonder that when he was young, he had never been to anywhere. The beards in the Northeast, the scorpions in Shandong, the thieves in Hebei and Shanxi, the horse thieves outside the mouth, and the gangsters in Jiangdong, as long as they had dealt with him, they were all obedient.
Tie, one is means, and the other is justice.
Today, in these peaceful years, I am really indescribably content.
Zhuge Xiaorong still smiled and said again: "Old man, are you not afraid that your stomach will be affected by the food?"
Zhang Degong held the chopsticks and angrily refused to ask anyone to help him pick up the food. He picked it up himself. People around him were laughing. The father and son did not speak, just eating the food in silence. But they looked at it, which was quite strange.
.After a while, when Zhang Ben looked up, he started to laugh.
Why do you think? When these two people were sulky, they both had the same behavior. They just stared at a dish while eating. A bowl of stewed eggs was placed in front of Zhuge Xiaorong. The father and son were on the left and right.
You took a spoonful and I took a spoonful, eating in silence. A few old men picked up the rice and stared at it silently, snickering.
Zhang Bi looked at the menu given by Wang Jindao: If this dish is not available, can the chef make it himself?
With a smile on her face, Zhuge Xiaorong just silently opened a pigeon wing and slowly tasted the taste in her mouth. There was dried and stir-fried shredded eel in her small bowl, which tasted very fragrant.
At this time, the father and son were still sulking. You took a spoonful and I took a spoonful, a bowl of stewed eggs, no matter how many things were in it, they just ate it by themselves. Zhang Juncai wanted to laugh, and his face turned red from suppressing it.
Zhang Mingtang whispered from the side: "Dad."
"What are you doing?!" He scratched his neck viciously.
Zhang Degong over there was just eating, with veins popping out on his forehead. The two bald heads were particularly interesting.
If you look closely, you will see that these two people have very similar looks. When they eat, they don’t chew very carefully. They just grunt twice before swallowing it. Cows chew peonies, and that’s the same.
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It seemed that it was carried with the bowl of stewed eggs.
The two spoons collided with a snap.
There's still a spoonful left.
Only then did the father and son glance at each other, and then at the last spoonful. Both of them reached out to hold the bowl shamelessly, with such skill that it was impossible to tell that they were people in their hundreds of years.
"Mom, this tastes good, I'll give it to you.
"Rong Rong, come here, this tastes really good.
Zhuge Xiaorong looked at the two guys with a smile, then picked up the spoon, pulled it himself, put the last bite in his mouth, tasted it, and said: "It tastes good. I remember you two used to like it the most."
Yes, it’s this stewed crispy egg. Thinking about it, the taste is really good."
Both Zhang Degong and Zhang Sanxian had embarrassed expressions on their faces and sat back in their seats. The old workers all looked at them with admiration and admiration. Speaking of which, this woman is probably the only person who can make the second master Zhang Laosan so obedient.
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"Eat food, eat food." Zhang Degong laughed heartily, not knowing what he was hiding.
Zhang Sanxian didn't say anything anymore, just trying to poison the food.
Zhuge Xiaorong smiled and said: "Hongxiu, give the old man some food to save him from stretching his hands.
Zhang Sanxian was picking up vegetables for Zhuge Xiaorong at the side. Grandma Fu said: "I can't eat so much. Old man, please share some with you."
So under Zhang Laosan's extremely tangled gaze, Zhang Degong was also extremely tangled as he ate the food.
Zhang Yongxian, who came over to take a look at Feng Shui, saw this scene and breathed a long sigh of relief. He secretly said in his heart: I still have the skills, and the tempers of my father and the third child are too similar.
Zhang Degong ate a few dishes with chopsticks, took a pot of hot yellow wine, and poured a small cup for Zhuge Xiaorong, "Rong Rong, a cup of hot yellow wine is good for your health."
The great-grandmother smiled, picked up the wine glass, and placed it in front of Zhang Sanxian's door. "Xiao San'er, help mother drink."
No, I picked up the glass and drank it all in one gulp.
"Oh, you're in such a happy mood during the Chinese New Year." She kept smiling, which made everyone around her admire her. They saw her tasting the food with gusto, and then actually poured herself a glass of wine.
They also drank it slowly, which made Zhang Degong and Zhang Sanxian blush. They really didn't know what to say.
All in all, the one I feel most sorry for is this woman.
Zhang Degong felt ashamed, so why didn't Zhang Sanxian feel the same way?
This woman didn't say a word of complaint, nor did she say a word of persuasion. From beginning to end, she was smiling while eating food, which made people feel comfortable. People around her were astonished, and it always felt like some knots were suddenly cut off by scissors.
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The two adopted sons both felt that they were heroes, but on the contrary, they were not as good as this woman.
The women at the next table were all secretly surprised. They all knew how violent Zhang Sanxian was. They had never seen him obey anyone in his life, let alone be so honest. They didn't expect that this time, he would
It's so worry-free and effortless, and it's so docile.
The women were surprised, and so were the men.
The old long-term workers knew that the second master was a gangster and a fierce man known far and wide since they were young. It can be seen that this is the first time that he is so honest.
The eldest grandma is a knowledgeable woman, they know that, but looking at this, the problem between Zhang Degong and his third son does not seem to be that difficult.
It is not advisable to settle the grudges with just one word. This is the highest state. The most important thing is that both father and son feel guilty and extremely ashamed towards Zhuge Xiaorong.
It is said that a man's heart and spirit are not much different from those of a heroine.
Zhang Ben was busy picking at the rice in the bowl, tearing off a chicken leg, and then thought to himself: This stewed egg was originally ordered by my grandma. It is really not easy.
It turned out that Zhuge Xiaorong asked Wang Jindao to make such a bowl of stewed crispy eggs. Chef Wang thought that this was what his eldest grandma wanted to eat, so he worked hard. Unexpectedly, this bowl of stewed cheese eggs was also stewed.
It comes out of the hearts of father and son.
Zhuge Xiaorong's timing was really just right.
Today is the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, a great celebration of the Chinese New Year. Tomorrow is the fifth and seventh day of the fifth lunar month, and there are countless people coming. This matter of top spot is even more exciting.
At this moment, it was said that a table of good food was prepared, but Zhuge Xiaorong still didn't know what Zhang Degong looked like? He had three hundred acres of rice fields in his family and had nothing, and he also wanted to marry Ruhua.
Xiyu’s wife finally got married!
He will never change his mind for the rest of his life.
She also expected that old guy Zhang Degong couldn't change Kuang Yiyi's problems. He would get excited when he smelled the fragrance. There was absolutely no mistake.
She also expected that the father and son would definitely not deal with it, but the bowl of stewed crispy eggs served just right was the family's favorite thing to eat back then, especially the father and son. When Zhuge Xiaorong was young, he also
I will chop some pork, beat some eggs, and cook them for them.
This feeling will never change.
Just look at the old friendship and see how these two high-spirited and extremely conceited men can live with their consciences.
To put it more simply, the more conceited a person is, the more guilty he will be. 1. He can give up anything and endure anything.
It was precisely because Zhuge Xiaorong was used to seeing heroes that he understood better how the father and son should prescribe the right medicine.
People around her only think that she has extraordinary means, but they don't know that she still has ordinary wisdom, the most simple one.
Zhang Sanxian licked his lips and glanced at his father. Zhang Degong took a sip of hot wine and smacked his lips. Hongxiu offered them both a glass of wine, one glass at a time, and the other filled the glass. He was very diligent.
Zhang Ben put down his rice bowl, and Zhuge Xiaorong looked at him with kind eyes. Zhang Ben smiled, secretly gave her a thumbs up, and then said, "I'm full."
The rice in the big bowl was piled up like a mountain just now, maybe one pound was more than two pounds. "This guy also dismantled a chicken, and he was able to stuff so many things into it."
"It saves money. Eat more and you will grow stronger." Zhuge Xiaorong said with a smile.
Zhang Ben chuckled and said: "I'll go for a walk first, blow in the wind, and eat. After dinner, I'll live until I'm ninety-nine by walking a hundred steps." However, this was a bit low-level. Both Zhang Degong and Zhuge Xiaorong had passed a hundred steps.
Years old, but still clear-headed and sober.
He stood up and immediately relaxed his seat. Zhang Mingtang secretly admired him: This grandma he had never seen before really impressed Rener. Only her magnanimity could make grandpa and dad calm down.
Zhang Ben pulled away and left, stretched out, and thought to himself: No matter what, with things like this, my grandpa would be too embarrassed to go toe-to-toe with the old lady.
After thinking about this, I felt a lot more peaceful. I thought to myself that this strange woman from the older generation is really powerful.
Harmful.
He was walking outside when he heard his cell phone ringing. When he answered the phone, a clear girl's voice came from inside: "Brother Zhang Ben! How did you spend the New Year?"
"Didn't you celebrate the New Year?" Zhang Ben asked with a smile.
It's Ivan's daughter, Katyusha. It seems that in a while, she will almost leave the cold Moscow. Of course, the procedures are quite troublesome.
"Do you want any gifts? Can I bring you a matryoshka doll?" Katyusha asked.
Zhang Bi smiled and said: "Okay, as long as you bring it over, I will definitely take it.
There was a woman's voice on the other end of the phone, it must be Shao, a Chinese female student studying abroad, Zhiqiu.
"I'm going out, bye.
The phone was hung up.
Zhang Ben scratched his head and said strangely: "What are you doing?'"
The rain is also at this time. On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, many units have started to work again and are busy again. Although the holiday is said to be postponed to the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, there are policies and countermeasures. Basically, people start starting in the afternoon of the third day of the Lunar New Year.
Already working.
In a coffee shop in Puyang District, a middle-aged man wearing glasses slid a check from the table to the opposite side.
"Old rule, do something within ten days." After saying that, he stood up, turned around and left the coffee shop.
The man opposite was wearing sunglasses, picked up the check, flicked it, looked at the string of zeros on it, and said: "Oh, this man is so unreasonable, he actually asked me to pay the bill, it is really disrespectful to me.
After that, he stuffed the check into his pocket, waved his hand, paid the bill, stood up, put his hands in his pockets and left easily.