Zhang Dalong smiled proudly in his heart, not afraid that you would ask, but afraid that you would not ask, and immediately said in an exaggerated tone: "Ah, I will eat as soon as I get up early in the morning, and then go to the living room to lie down for a while;
Come to the restaurant for lunch at noon, and take a nap in the afternoon;
After sleeping, I go to the restaurant to eat, then lie on the bed to sleep, eat after sleeping, and sleep again after eating. I eat these delicacies every day. In fact, my life is very hard! "
While he was talking, he wanted to pick up some food, but found that most of the food had already been eaten.
This was Uncle Jiu's intention. He knew that Zhang Dalong would definitely show off in front of him, and he would not care about eating to show off. By then, the three of them would be full, but Zhang Dalong would be hungry, but he was not angry yet.
Locally issued.
High, really high!
When a dish was presented to Uncle Jiu and the others, there was only one slice of three pieces left.
Uncle Jiu Qiu Sheng and Jiale went to pick up the salmon at the same time. Uncle Jiu had a straight face and coughed twice. Qiu Sheng and Jiale had no choice but to pick up the side dishes. The remaining piece of salmon was naturally eaten by Uncle Jiu.
Accepted it with a smile.
After finishing the salmon, Uncle Jiu continued to ask: "By the way, Marshal, are there any weddings or funerals recently?"
"Oh, weddings and funerals?"
Zhang Dalong took his chopsticks and pretended to be pitiful and said: "The sow I raised died, and my boar became a widow; and half a year ago, my father died..."
Uncle Jiu was moved in his heart and asked, "Where is he buried?"
"Ancestral hall!"
"Take me to see it."
"Look after you finish eating."
Zhang Dalong waved his hands impatiently, saw the last sushi with sharp eyes, and shouted: "Stop!"
Then, a plate with only green wasabi on it stopped in front of Uncle Jiu and the other three.
Qiu Sheng and Jiale picked up the chopsticks again, and Uncle Jiu used the chopsticks to
The two opened their chopsticks, picked up a large piece of wasabi, and stuffed it into their mouths with envy in their eyes.
When he was eating it, Uncle Jiu was immediately dumbfounded. What a weird taste it was. It was spicy, strong, and very choking. It made him burst into tears.
Seeing Uncle Jiu holding his head in his hands, Qiu Sheng thought this was the most delicious thing, and kept asking beside him: "Master, is it delicious?
Uncle Jiu finally swallowed the wasabi into his stomach, with tears and nose running out. His mouth was open and his tongue was hanging out, breathing heavily. Jiale saw it from the side and sighed and said: "This is indeed the most delicious, you
Even my uncle was in tears."
"Yes, it's delicious, it's really delicious." Uncle Jiu nodded while weeping, thinking that he couldn't just enjoy this thing for himself, he also had to let the two boys next to him experience it!
At this moment, the maid's voice came from behind: "Young mistress, please walk slowly."
Upon hearing this, Uncle Jiu quickly sucked in the snot that came out of his nose, stood up and looked at the Michelin in front of him. Qiu Sheng and Jia Le saw each other after Uncle Jiu left.
He urged: "Finally I won't eat anymore, let's eat, let's eat."
While talking, the two of them humbly divided the remaining wasabi into two parts, stuffed it into their mouths with longing and chewed it slowly...
Uncle Jiu and Michelian looked at each other for a long time, and Michelian said softly: "Brother Ying, long time no see."
"Lian Mei, how are you?" The wasabi taste in his mouth had not completely dissipated, and Uncle Jiu's voice had changed. After speaking, he felt the pungent smell hit his tear ducts again, and he couldn't help lowering his head and wiping it away.
tears.
His behavior made Michelin misunderstand him, and he thought that he missed him too much. He felt sour and comforted softly: "Brother Ying, please don't be like this."
"I'm fine." Uncle Jiu gently wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes and forced a smile. Just as he was about to speak, his eyes couldn't help but focus on the maid next to Michelin. Why is there something wrong with this woman?
The maid felt guilty when Uncle Jiu saw her, and lowered her head pretending to be shy. Uncle Jiu realized that she had acted too obviously, and turned his gaze back to
Michelian said: "Sister Lian, congratulations on becoming a mother."
"Thank you, Brother Ying."
Michelin rubbed her belly with motherly love. She glanced at Zhang Dalong subconsciously and found that he was looking at Uncle Jiu's back with an unkind expression. Then he realized the purpose of calling the other person and said slightly anxiously: "
By the way, Dalong is suffering from a strange disease, and I have searched all the famous doctors nearby, but they can’t cure it. I don’t know why.”
Uncle Jiu glanced back at Zhang Dalong, whose body was twitching from time to time, and comforted Michelian: "It's okay. I'll go to the ancestral hall and take a look and we'll know what's going on."
At this time, Michelian frowned again and subconsciously stroked his belly. The maid who felt guilty and wanted to leave immediately lowered her head and said to Michelian: "Young mistress, you are tired. It's time to go back to your room and rest."
Michelian was indeed feeling a little uncomfortable. He bowed to Uncle Jiu and said, "Then please leave it to you, Brother Ying."
"Okay, go and have a rest."
Michelian was walking to the bedroom. Mi Nianying, who heard the voices of several people talking, walked up to her with a sweet smile and called out affectionately: "Sister."
"Well, sister is a little tired. Please help me take care of Master Zhengying." Michelian gave her a forced smile and returned to the bedroom with the help of the maid.
"Uncle Jiu." Mi Nianying had just shouted. Uncle Jiu pulled her to a deserted corner and whispered, "Who is that person next to your sister?"
"Are you talking about her? She came to apply for the job on her own, and she is very capable. When my sister was first pregnant, she often cried out in pain at night, but after she came, she never cried out in pain again." Mi Nianying saw
Uncle Jiu asked about the maid and said with a smile.
Uncle Jiu frowned and asked, "Really?"
"What's wrong, Uncle Jiu, is there any problem?" Mi Nianying asked confusedly when she saw that Uncle Jiu was frowning and couldn't laugh.
Uncle Jiu glanced at the maid's back again. Just when he was about to speak, he saw Zhang Dalong sighing with satisfaction: "You're full, stop."
Then the three soldiers, who had been exhausted from spinning non-stop, collapsed on the table. They kept spinning for more than half an hour during the meal. If they were not in good physical condition, they would not be able to hold on.
"Okay, douchiying, the meal is finished, we should go to the ancestral hall!"
Zhang Dalong still didn't quite believe in Uncle Jiu's judgment, so he shouted to the guard behind him: "Prepare your horses!"
"Report to the commander!"
"What's up?"
"That horse has been stabbed to death by you."
"Ah, stabbed to death?"
Zhang Dalong twitched again, then forced a smile and said: "You are walking on the ground, let's go, let's go!"
"Uncle Jiu, I want to go to the ancestral hall too!" Mi Nianying was in a playful mood and wanted to follow him excitedly.
Uncle Jiu shook his head with a straight face and said, "Children can't go to that kind of place. You stay and take care of your sister."
"Well..." Mi Nianying was still a little unwilling, and she heard Zhang Dalong shouting from outside: "Hey, Douchiying, what are you doing so slowly!"
"Be obedient." Uncle Jiu warned Mi Nianying again,
Turned around and left.
Mi Nianying looked at the people leaving, pouted, stamped her feet, and went back to the room unhappily.
