When he saw Ms. Lin smiling heartily and the old man holding his neck up like a hero, Pengpeng's father thought that maybe he didn't look carefully enough.
I really didn’t notice the scenes Chang Bao mentioned, or maybe I was dazzled and had a bad memory.
Ms. Lin proudly said to the child: "Your grandfather, when he was young, he was even more powerful than he is now."
Chang Bao followed every action and expression, fully expressing his surprise: "Oh, that's right, my grandpa is also very good now."
Pengpeng followed and said: "In the future, I will learn to shoot from my grandfather. I will be as handsome as my grandfather." This was so flattering that Pengpeng's father, who was listening to them, thought he couldn't do it anyway. No wonder he himself
But the old man doesn’t like it, it turns out that my acting skills are not exaggerated enough.
Changshun also joined in the fun and put on a handsome pose: "If you can't be as handsome as grandpa, I'm not even close."
Well, Mr. Lin finally felt this exaggerated flattery: "Ahem, take your time and don't rush, you will definitely be more promising than grandpa. Are you handsome? Forget it, when grandpa was young, let alone Shili
Patxiang, even when we were in the city, it was very popular, and everyone who saw the old girl and the young daughter-in-law would blush when they saw Grandpa."
Pengpeng's father twitched his mouth. The old man turned out to be a narcissistic type. When he followed the children, he actually had to argue with them.
Thinking about it, the old man had changed a lot when he was at home. He must have become more approachable. Anyway, he had never enjoyed such treatment as the old man.
Changshun, Pengpeng, and Changbao, these three people who have no bottom line in flattery, even said: "Grandpa is still so handsome now."
Mr. Lin: "It can't be done, it can't be done. Who else is willing to look at me now except our grandma? It really can't be done. I don't have the same charm as before."
Ms. Lin came over and complained to Mr. Li: "You still want to let someone stare at you? Today's young ladies and young wives are very knowledgeable, so they don't care about you, a bad old man."
Mr. Lin didn't dare to provoke others to watch it. This was a matter of priority: "My grandson, my granddaughter will watch it."
What Pengpeng's father heard from his father is that he has a toothache. The old man is like this, but he still doesn't forget to make his wife happy. He is really worthless. No wonder he has a stepfather when he has a stepmother. His father has never been around
I stood up in front of my stepmother.
Looking at the children over there who admitted that the old man's style was still the same, they all looked bad.
I'm looking at the fields over there, why haven't I entered the kitchen yet? I'm already hungry. The key is to be so tired that I want to eat something, otherwise I'm afraid I'll fall asleep just like that.
Pengpeng's mother came over and saw the listless person: "Why are you different from others when you come back?"
Pengpeng's father rolled his eyes. There was no hot food for both of them at home. Who could be happy? "Is there anything to eat? Or you can make me a steamed bun to eat."
Pengpeng's father has no hope at all for Ms. Lin and his daughter-in-law. It would be great if these two people can save themselves from starving to death, let alone cooking and feeding others.
Pengpeng's mother thought to herself, why do you still want to eat this bite? "Make the steamed buns, you don't want to eat anymore."
Pengpeng's father thought that he must have food, and he didn't want to eat steamed buns. But besides this, what else could he eat?
I heard their daughter-in-law say: "It's time to eat. I've been waiting for you for a long time. I've made a lot, which is quite rich, but I really haven't made any steamed buns."
Pengpeng's father sat up and asked his wife: "Let's have dinner. There is food at home. You can cook it, but you can't."
Pengpeng's mother looked at Pengpeng's father with a smile on her face, and said with excitement: "Tell you, don't believe it, we have found a treasure. You said that the fourth girl is so handsome, she is a fairy-like figure.
The food is not bad at all compared to what I cook in the field. Please tell me how my sister-in-law is so good. They are good-looking and good at cooking." So it's not the wife who cooks it. Just say that their wife doesn't have this skill.
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Pengpeng's father was also a little bit stunned. It was true. He then said: "You are two sisters-in-law. Why can't you learn other people's craftsmanship? Otherwise, I can make steamed buns."
Who would eat soaked steamed buns when there is such a rich meal? Isn’t your daughter-in-law stupid for mentioning soaked steamed buns?
Pengpeng's mother was not very happy after hearing this. The man was disgusted: "It's not that I don't want you to eat, that's what you said."
Pengpeng's father said to himself, if I knew that my wife could cook, I wouldn't think about eating steamed buns.
Pengpeng's mother was determined not to say that she couldn't do it. After saying this, she left and set the table for dinner. Their father, Pengpeng, was hungry.
Tian Ye washed his face and wiped his hands and came in: "What kind of rice is it? It smells very fragrant. It's a familiar smell."
Zhu Xiaosi poked his head out of the kitchen: "Assorted vegetarian pots, one spicy, one non-spicy, and one meaty. They are all big pots."
Tian Tian: "This one is good, this one is good, this one warms the stomach. It can be eaten with soup and rice." They are all affordable things, and their little boy is still good at craftsmanship.
Tian Jiazhi's mouth watered as he listened. This is good, this is really good. Now they need something like this: "It goes well with it."
Chang Bao was rubbing Xiang Xiang on his face: "My sister-in-law's cooking must be the most delicious. I like them all."
Well, Ms. Lin dragged Mr. Lin out: "Have a bowl of soup, Xiaosi is a very good cook, and I got greedy while looking at him. And there are all good things. See Xiaosi
I kind of know what it means to be really beautiful everywhere, and you can take advantage of them all."
Everyone was very happy. Zhu Xiaosi was praised by so many good words that he almost didn’t dare to leave the house.
Pengpeng’s mother: “Dad Pengpeng, please eat more. I’m here to help you. When I get home, I’ll do it for you two too. I’ve watched the whole process this time and it’s quite easy. And I’m the same as my little one.”
Si has learned a trick, my sister Xiao Si said, she has her own unique skill."
Pengpeng's father said to himself, "I'd better eat this. I'm not sure if I can eat what you cook when you go home. Maybe it really turned into a poisonous family."
Li Hongqi's parents came out with their little baby in their arms, and everyone sat together around the table with several large casseroles, all of which were steaming hot.
Mr. Lin's eyes lit up when he looked at the things on the table: "It's not easy to eat in a big pot. It's not easy. I can still eat this."
Li Hongqi's father: "I want to eat it. Ever since Tianye and the others moved here, I haven't eaten so happily for a long time."
What young people eat is the taste and the atmosphere. What Mr. Lin and Hongqi’s father eat is the feelings.
Hongqi’s father wants to have a big pot of rice. It’s not that the family doesn’t cook it, but it’s that the three of them don’t have Ye Ye to eat together, so they don’t have that feeling.
Every time Hongqi's father had a bad meal, he would bring out Tian Tian's mother-in-law and tell her about it.
When Pengpeng's father heard this, he suddenly understood where Hongqi's pride came from when he returned home.