Reborn 1990: Cannon fodder fat wife wants to stand up

Chapter 357 The closeness of the male protagonist's family

Fu Mama's words made Fu Dongchen feel a little depressed.

Father Fu thought about it, he didn't want his wife and son to be unhappy because of these small things, so he changed the subject and said, "Eat first, and we'll talk about it after we have something to eat. Dad is still in the hospital. We can't stay outside for too long. We have to finish eating early, and we have to eat." Go back early."

Fu's mother also felt sorry for her son, so she endured it, and finally stopped talking about her daughter-in-law, and picked up the chopsticks for her son.

"Okay, let's eat!"

Fu Dongchen picked up the chopsticks obediently, but looked at the door worriedly.

The son's expression made Fu's parents and Fu's mother look at each other.

When Meng Yao brought out the food again, she saw that Qiao Xiyan had already left, raised her brows, and walked over as usual.

"Fish-flavored shredded pork, Kung Pao chicken, red dates and chestnut chicken soup, as well as dry pot potatoes, rice, other dishes may be slower!"

Meng Yao's dishes are very delicate, and they look clean and appetizing, but the portions are small, and they don't look like the big dishes made in their place at all.

"Boss Meng is particular about people."

Father Fu praised him.

It is true that people are particular about people. No matter the decoration or the presentation of Meng Yao's restaurant, including the tea, it is extremely exquisite. It is not like a restaurant opened in this small place.

Meng Yao smiled, made a gesture of please taste, and then returned to the back kitchen.

Liu Yishou was helping out in the back kitchen, but she was still in charge.

"Come on, try it!"

Fu's father picked up a piece of chestnut in chicken soup for Fu's mother.

Apart from this, Mama Fu doesn't like to eat anything else.

Although he hasn't tasted it yet, Father Fu has a high opinion of Meng Yao's cooking skills.

"Smelling the smell, the dishes made by Boss Meng seem to be pretty good, especially the color of the chicken soup. You see, it's golden and not greasy. I want to drink it even after seeing it!"

Mama Fu was naturally aroused by the color and taste of the chicken soup, so she picked up the soup bowl and filled a bowl.

But there is no previous rejection.

"Although the restaurant is located in this small place, it seems to be comparable to those well-known restaurants in Kyoto. I just don't know...how does it taste like!"

As Fu Ma said, she took a sip of chicken soup and drank it.

The taste of the chicken soup is extraordinarily strong, mixed with a hint of sweetness of chestnuts, after drinking it, the stomach will be warmed.

There was a smile on Fu Ma's cold face, it was a satisfied smile.

“It tastes really good!”

"That's right, let me just say, the environment is so good, the food smells very attractive, how could it not be delicious?"

Before Dad Fu tasted it, he complimented his wife and scooped up a small bowl of chicken soup himself.

His wife likes light food, while he likes sweet food. This bowl of soup hits the taste of both of them.

"Not bad, really good, I really didn't expect Boss Meng's cooking skills to be so good!"

Fu Dongchen had something in his mind, and he was a little absent-minded. He didn't eat a bite of food, so he picked up a few grains of rice with chopsticks and put them in his mouth.

Originally, he was in a state of chewing wax, but he didn't want to chew the soft rice to stimulate his buds.

This rice is really delicious.

Fu Dongchen started to eat unconsciously. After eating half a bowl of rice, Fu's mother saw that he was only eating dry rice, and thought that he was still thinking about Qiao Xiyan.

"Eat your food well, this is your daughter-in-law's hometown, what can happen to her, need you to worry about it while eating?"

Fu Dongchen shook his head and said "no", and pushed the bowl of rice next to Mama Fu towards her.

"Then try this rice, it's delicious."

Fu's mother is a delicate person, but her son is used to being in the army, as long as it is edible, he can eat it, and even if it has a little taste, he says it is delicious.

Fu Ma didn't believe his words, she drank the soup and let him eat his own.

Fu Dongchen's appetite was whetted by the fragrant bowl of rice, and he couldn't help but take a bite of the dish Fu Ma made for him.

After eating it, I seemed to be addicted. I picked up a few chopsticks and ate up the remaining half bowl of rice.

The rice prepared by Meng Yao is naturally a small bowl, a particularly delicate bowl, and the rice in the bowl will be stripped away in just a few mouthfuls.

After Fu Dongchen finished eating, he looked around, but he couldn't find a place to steam the rice, so he had to stand up.

"I'm going to serve some rice!"

He took the bowl and walked to the kitchen.

Fu's father and Fu's mother looked at their son in surprise.

"Boss, can you... add some rice?"

Meng Yao was cooking, and it happened that Liu Yi was free, so she went over to take his bowl expressionlessly, and said directly, "A bowl of rice costs five cents!"

Fu Dongchen was startled.

I didn't expect such a small bowl of rice to be so expensive.

However, his surprise dissipated quickly when he thought about how delicious it tasted and made his mouth water.

When Liu took the bowl from him, he grabbed the small bowl and said dryly, "Do you have a bigger bowl here?"

Meng Yao tilted her head, and glanced at the male lead standing at the kitchen door.

She had forgotten that the book said that the hero has a big appetite, and usually eats three bowls of rice.

Such a little rice might not be enough for her to stuff between her teeth.

While cooking, she said, "The bowl of noodles will be bigger, and a bowl of rice costs [-] cents."

Liu took out a noodle bowl in one hand, which was smaller than the usual bowls at home.

Fu Dongchen glanced at it and stretched out five fingers, "Let's have five bowls first!"

Meng Yao couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing with a "puchi".

It's really like what is said in the book, the hero's appetite is not ordinary.

Fu Dongchen was inexplicably laughed, and scratched his head dully, waited for Liu Yishou to generously fill five bowls for him, and returned to his seat with a tray in a stupid manner.

Some couldn't understand why Meng Yao laughed!

Fu Ma thought what her son wanted to do, but she didn't expect him to come here with so much rice.

But getting so much rice meant that the son no longer cared about his daughter-in-law.

Fu Ma pulled her son back to the chair, smiled softly and said, "Why do you have so much rice, you know you're hungry?"

Fu Dongchen finally showed some embarrassment, and said again: "This rice is really delicious, Mom, try it!"

After hearing this, Mama Fu couldn't help but be a bit dumbfounded, "Okay, then I'll try it."

Mama Fu tasted the rice suspiciously, only to find out that what her son said was true.

This rice is really fragrant.

It is even more fragrant than the rice that their family bought specially from the Northeast.

Fu Ma nodded again and again, "It's really good. Where did you buy this rice? How could it be so fragrant? There should be no rice in this place, only wheat!"

Father Fu tasted it dubiously, and the chopsticks didn't stop even after eating, even the mildly spicy dish that he didn't eat very much.

When Meng Yao came out again, the family of three almost had all the food reimbursed.

"Sweet and sour pork ribs, pepper chicken, all the dishes are ready, please take it easy!"

"Wait a minute, little girl!"

Fu Ma was originally a cold person, but at this moment she kindly called Meng Yao, "Your cooking is really good, every dish is very delicious."

"You are too much for the prize, it's just some home-cooked food."

Meng Yao smiled slightly.

She has lost a lot of weight now, and her complexion is extremely fair. People say that whiteness covers all ugliness. In the eyes of outsiders, she is no longer an ugly fat man, but a little girl with a happy attitude.

(End of this chapter)