The husband is the hunter

Chapter 203

There are weddings and weddings in the mountains, and there are not so many specialties when inviting people to dinner. Cold and hot dishes are served on the table, and there is a basket of yellow noodles. Eat as much as you like.

But after all, Fang Lin has lived at the foot of the mountain for many years, and she still buys the table according to the rules of ordinary people's homes. First serve cold dishes, eight dishes with four meat and four vegetables, and then a steamed chicken, a braised fish, and sweet rice. , fermented glutinous rice, hot and sour tripe soup, after these are finished, there are four dishes, two meat and two vegetables, and a large bowl of braised pork in the middle, which is very rich.

Needless to say, Fang Lin's cooking skills, beat her and left Fang's house, although the old lady Fang did not forget to curse all day long, but every time she came back to eat, she would think of her skills. The food tasted tasteless.

There is no shortage of meat in the mountains, and the green vegetables down the mountain cannot be sold at a high price. Don't look at the abundance of vegetables on this table, but it really doesn't cost much.

But Mrs. Fang didn't think so. She swallowed her saliva, sat down on the main seat and did not move. Waiting for Fang Li and his wife at the foot of the mountain, but they didn't even eat breakfast.

Duan Nanshan gave Mrs. Fang a difficult look. He originally planned to let Uncle Li and Aunt Li take the lead. Not to mention that their family has taken care of him for so many years. It is this time to build a house. With less effort, it is not helping the craftsmen and mud bricks, or helping my daughter-in-law to cook. This is the only thing I can do when I build a house at my own home.

Fang Lin looked at Mrs. Fang with gentle eyes, but she was not polite at all, and said directly, "You all sit at that table, I have other uses here."

Mrs. Fang is not willing to do it. The head seat is a symbol of status at a normal meal. She hummed twice, but didn't move her place.

"If you don't want to eat, then pack up and leave. I didn't prepare your food." The smile on Fang Lin's face had froze, and Fang's family seemed to want to drive them away if they didn't buy it.

Old lady Fang got angry, she patted the table and said, "You unfilial son, do you still have some tricks, I'm your grandma!"

"What? Are you joking?" Fang Lin laughed angrily, "Don't mess with me, I have nothing to do with you."

Fang Laosan's face was gloomy, and he wanted to say something, but was held back by Hu, and said in a low voice, "Oh my lord, haven't you seen so many mountain people here? The good guys don't suffer from the immediate loss, stay here first and then talk, If there is a commotion at this juncture, we will never get the money."

After Hu's persuasion, Third Fang finally suppressed his anger. Seeing this, Hu said the same in the old lady's ear, and finally Fang's family reluctantly moved to a corner.

Fang Lin invited Uncle Li and Aunt Li and Shen Ershan's Sun's Li family to sit down. Shen Dashan was unable to come because the shop was busy, and was accompanied by Zhao Dawu, Shen Guangzong and Duan Nanshan.

The dishes are delicious in color, fragrance and accompanied by good wine. Except for the few at the main table, the mountain folks at the remaining tables all ate to their heart's content.

Although the food is good, the Fang family eats it more and more. Why do they want to drive Fang Lin out of the house? No one washes the clothes, no one cooks the food, and no one does the farm work all year round. Even if you want to eat wild vegetables, you have to dig in the ground by yourself, not to mention Fang Lin and the money left by Shen Shi. If she has no money, she can make such a good table to entertain guests. For so many years at home, that is, when old man Fang was alive, he had eaten such good meals.

Of course, while they were thinking this way, they also became more determined to get some money out of Fang Lin's mouth.

(End of this chapter)