Reborn 1990: Cannon fodder fat wife wants to stand up

Chapter 315 Leisurely Days

What Jiang Huizhi said was blunt, and what Uncle Hu said was purely seeking to beat her up.

Jiang Huizhi was inconvenient, so she grabbed the teacup in front of her and threw it at Uncle Hu, who immediately jumped up.

"You said you are a lunatic, isn't that just a sentence? Believe it or not, I'm lying on the ground right now, I, I, I, I will rape you!"

"Lie down, lie down for me now, and I'll dig a hole and bury you now!"

Jiang Huizhi didn't hit him because of what she said to the old man, but because she was already worried enough, he was still talking crazy here, and she was angry.

Seeing that the two old men not only quarreled, but also raised their hands, Meng Yao hurriedly tried to persuade them to fight.

"Godmother, godmother, calm down, Uncle Hu can't talk, so don't worry about it like him."

Jiang Huizhi waved his hand, "Arguing with him, I've been pissed off hundreds of times!"

"Who is the person who attacked your godfather? Is there any news?"

Meng Yao shook her head and said, "Senior brother Cheng Qi has gone to deal with it, there should be news soon, there is brother's bodyguards protecting godfather, godmother don't have to worry."

Jiang Huizhi couldn't help sighing.

She was not worried about anything else, but worried about people from Kyoto coming to make trouble.

If that is the case, it will be troublesome.

"Daughter!"

Meng Yao held Jiang Huizhi by the hand, "Godfather is fine, if you tell me about this, we are already prepared, and it will be fine in the future, so you don't have to worry, I will help you to rest, huh?"

Jiang Huizhi worried that it would be useless now, so she let Meng Yao support her and went back to the house.

Meng Yao comforted Jiang Huizhi a few more words before coming out.

When he came out of the house, Uncle Hu was so angry that he pinched his beard angrily and didn't speak.

Meng Yao walked over and stared at him with her head tilted, but he turned his head and ignored her.

Meng Yao giggled and went around again, reached out and grabbed Uncle Hu's beard, "Uncle Hu, why are you so angry? A sick mother, you made her angry, so she can't lose her temper?"

"I'm also a patient, I want to lose my temper, but I haven't done it yet!"

Meng Yao couldn't help muttering, "What kind of patient are you? You are in good health, you eat delicious food, and you can toss more than a 30-[-]-year-old boy."

"What did you say?"

Uncle Hu thought it was pleasing to the ear, but then he felt that something was wrong, and his brows were erected all of a sudden.

"You think I can toss?"

"I said Uncle Hu is full of energy, don't get me wrong!"

Uncle Hu hummed, hummed angrily.

Meng Yao couldn't help tugging at Uncle Hu's beard again, "Otherwise, Uncle Hu will get angry at me, I'm a rough-skinned and thick-skinned person, I'll scold you!"

"Go, go, be my old man who likes to lose his temper or something?"

Uncle Hu pursed his lips in dissatisfaction, losing his temper just now, Meng Yao immediately laughed.

"Uncle Hu, sit down for a while, I bought some grapes and pomegranates, I'll wash some for you to eat!"

Uncle Hu sat down, but he was nagging, "What kind of grapes should I buy? There are so many grapes in my yard, it's not enough for you to eat?"

But Meng Yao heard Uncle Hu talking, and when he mentioned the grapes in his yard, she couldn't help curling her lips, "Master Hu, I'm afraid you haven't tasted the grapes in your yard, they are sour and astringent. can not eat!"

"Nonsense, it's just not ripe, it will be sweet when it is ripe!"

Meng Yao bulged her cheeks without any trace.

Uncle Hu is a liar. The godmother told her that the grapes in his yard were inedible and sour. If he cut them off, he would not.

Meng Yao washed the grapes she bought and sent some to the godmother who was lying in the house.

The grapes were quite sweet, but Jiang Huizhi stopped eating after eating a few, saying that her mouth was sour after eating.

When he came out, Uncle Hu ate a big branch of the washed grapes.

"Uncle Hu, is it delicious?"

"so so!"

Uncle Hu was still stubborn, and he babbled, not to mention how happy he was.

Meng Yao washed her hands and wiped it with a handkerchief. This handkerchief belonged to her lover, and she wanted to return it to him. After confirming the relationship, she used it herself.

"Uncle Hu, I'm going home for a while, look after me!"

Uncle Hu was spitting out grape skins, and couldn't help humming, "She was so powerful when she hit someone just now, I don't think anything happened at all, what are you looking at?"

Meng Yao knew that Uncle Hu was hard-spoken and soft-hearted, so she agreed.

She smiled at him and wanted to leave, but Uncle Hu opened his mouth and called him out: "Wait."

"That apprentice of yours is wasting things in the kitchen again. It seems that he has made a lot of food. You go and watch, and take home what you can eat. If you cook more than you can eat, it is a waste!"

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Hu!"

Meng Yao compared her heart to Uncle Hu, put the things she bought in the house, and ran away quickly.

Uncle Hu was sitting on a chair, shaking his legs creaking and eating grapes, looking very relaxed.

Liu Yishou did make a lot of things, so many ingredients, on the one hand, to take care of Uncle Hu's diet, and on the other hand, to let Liu Yishou practice. This is the condition for Liu Yishou to agree to be a private chef.

Liu Yishou re-cooked what Meng Yao had made in the morning, and the steamed buns were [-]% restored, but the porridge did not feel right.

This brings him back to the question he was struggling with before, what is the reason?
With this entanglement in mind, Liu Yishou cooked a lot of porridge, eight-treasure porridge, millet porridge, meat porridge, white fungus and lotus seed porridge, so much that he almost opened a porridge shop, but he didn't research it.

When Meng Yao came over, Liu looked at her with a numb hand, hesitant to speak.

Meng Yao knew that he was struggling again.

After saying that he wanted to bring some food, he thought that Liu Yishou would ask her questions, but he just quietly helped her pack the things, and after sending her out respectfully, he went back to continue to struggle.

Just, great.

Jiang Wenlei drove Meng Yao back in the car, and when he got back, he showed Meng Yao the place Qi Boyan bought.

Right at the entrance of the village, it used to be a field, but Qi Boyan bought it before it was sown.

At the moment, several people are measuring the place, spreading lime, and making a simple design.

Meng Yao didn't go to see it for the time being, and went to look for Liu Cuihua with her lunch box.

Liu Cuihua is pulling the shelf cart and grinding beans in the wheat field.

It rained for just one night, and it cleared up the next day. The beans didn't get moldy, and they dried up after two days in the sun.

The trolley is too light, and a few big stones are placed on it, Liu Cuihua seems to be struggling to pull it.

Meng Yao found someone and ran over with the lunch box.

"mother!"

Liu Cuihua loosened her hands when she heard Meng Yao's voice.

She was also tired, so she put the trolley down, took the towel around her neck, and wiped the sweat off her face.

"Why did you run back at this point?"

"I'm here to deliver food to my mother!"

Meng Yao raised the lunch box in her hand.

Everything in Uncle Hu’s kitchen is very delicate. This lunch box is a retro wooden lunch box with carved patterns, which looks very delicate.

Liu Cuihua waved her hand as soon as she saw it, "What do you want to eat? I already had breakfast, take it away!"

(End of this chapter)