Even if he said so, it would definitely not be wrong, Leng Qingzhu still didn't dare to think about how he hugged Fu Yingshao's thigh and cried, how he felt awkward when he thought about it.

She patronized and looked at Fu Yingshao, not noticing that her father was secretly relieved, but the third brother pursed the corners of his mouth slightly.

Thinking that she was not feeling well, after talking for a while, Fu Zhenguo hurriedly asked her to go back and rest.

The cold bamboo burn has not subsided, and I have been tossing with Jiao Meihua for so long before, but now I can't stand still, and I don't shirk it, I said "um" and went back to the West House.

"Okay, okay, hurry up and clean up the table to eat, this toss, the little master must be tired and hungry."

"It's okay, not hungry." Fu Zhenguo said with a smile.

"You, you're still so polite, it's not very likable, it's polite to put it nicely, but to put it bluntly, it's to see the outside, what do you say you have to see your aunt."

The two Eight Immortal Tables were lifted to the edge of the kang and put together, and the meals were served the same.

Stewed chicken with mushrooms, braised carp, sauerkraut and white meat and blood sausage, stewed pork ribs with potatoes, only stir-fried fungus with cabbage, and a plate of dried tofu are vegetarian dishes.

This is already the hardest dish on the table in the Northeast, and only when the most important guests come can they see so many hard dishes on the table at once, and they are usually the same at most.

Fu Zhenguo weighed it, and estimated that the Leng family had taken out all the best things in the house, but there was no way, after all, the current conditions in the countryside could not be compared with the living conditions in the city.

In fact, even in the city, not every household can afford to eat chicken, duck and fish.

A plate of yellow-orange-orange sticky bean buns is placed on the table, and sorghum rice and rice are placed on the edge of the kang.

Fu Zhenguo said with a smile: "It's just a little simpler, just home cooking, this is a chicken and a fish, just now my aunt said that I am outside, now you will see when you arrive, who is outside?" ”

"Hmph, it's simpler, how can it be simpler, this bean bun and sorghum rice have been brought up to you, it's not simple enough?" Mrs. Leng scolded with a smile.

"There's no way, I'm just hungry for this, I've been thinking about it for more than ten years, and I've been thinking about it in my dreams."

"Okay, okay, you can eat whatever you want this time, when you have eaten enough, you don't want to eat anymore, when to pull down."

"Okay, don't worry, I know that your family always has to wrap two bags of bean bags in winter, I can't eat it, I can take it away."

"You take it, you take both bags, and no one will stop you. The more you take, the happier your aunt will be. Come on, come on, kid, hurry up, what are you doing in a daze? Mrs. Leng beckoned Fu Yingshao to sit down, and said with a smile: "We rural people, there are few rules, and things are rough, so you can order it yourself casually and treat it as your own home." ”

Fu Zhenguo choked when he heard this, raised his eyes to look at his son, and said in his heart: If he really treats this place as his own home, he will become you if he is uncomfortable.

Leng Hongyi took up the liquor that had been hidden for a year and put it on the table, Fu Zhenguo remembered what he had been forgetting, and before he could speak, Fu Yingshao had already gotten up and walked out.

"What is this kid doing? It's eaten. Chen Baishuang came in from the kitchen, the plate in his hand was filled with chopped green onions and raw cabbage, and asked as he looked at his back as he left in a hurry.

"It's all so busy that I forgot it, there are still things in the trunk, you have to take it out quickly, sister-in-law, you don't have to worry about him, just let the brothers go out and have a look, you quickly take your nephews and daughters-in-law to sit down together."

There is also an old rule in the Northeast that the good food and good dishes at home are given to the guests first, and the women and children are served only after the guests have finished eating.

But the Leng family doesn't have this rule, Fu Zhenguo knows.

Looking at the green onion and cabbage, and then at the plate with the Northeast sauce on the table, Fu Zhenguo rubbed his hands: "I also thought about this, but I didn't remember it when I was worried about this sticky bean bun before." ”

Chen Baishuang put down the green onion and cabbage, and teased with a smile: "Your aunt is right, you, you should indeed be thinking about it, this is not green onion and cabbage, or sticky bean buns, how come in your impression, we only have these things in Lincheng?" ”

"It's really not, not only these, but also two rice, dried cabbage, potato sauce, and northeastern maomei, pine nuts, vermicelli are all I want to eat, oh, by the way, and that frozen autumn pear. Yizi sent it over two years ago, how do you feel that it doesn't taste like that? ”

"Don't worry, slow down in the basin, you can eat hard in a while."

Leng Hongyi patted him on the shoulder and laughed silently.

"It's okay, you see, isn't it just a rainy day?" Fu Zhenguo smiled and wiped his tears.

Fu Yingshao opened the trunk, and the brothers of the Leng family who came later couldn't help but be surprised when they saw it: "So many? ”

"A little heart." All the things in the car were taken out, the lid of the trunk was closed, and Fu Yingshao saw the silhouette on the window, which really responded to his father's words.