Chapter 1382: Beloved wife

Before Yan Huan spoke, he heard the roar of Grandpa Lu. "Laozi is also hungry. Why don't you ask Laozi if you don't see me?"

The spit stars all splashed over to Yan Huan, and Lu Yi put his hand on his own face.

"Grandpa, can your voice be lower?"

Lu Yi reluctantly said to the landing man, "Your voice is lower, we can all hear it. Your loud voice makes your voice dumb, and then you will suffer again."

"Laozi, what happened to such a loud voice?"

Lu Yi has covered Yan Huan's ears. Sure enough, the more he said, the louder his grandfather's voice will be. This is a **** tearful experience.

Yan Huan also sighed,

In fact, she felt that Master Lu did not have any anger this time.

At such an old age, the original temperament was not too good to get along with, and it all needed children and grandchildren to coax. This is the new year. Everyone was happy now, but now the result is good, one crying, two Noisy,

Cry all the good mood.

If you continue to cry, maybe the grandfather's heart disease will be able to breathe out for a while. Although the heart of this grandfather is quite strong, but I can't help giving gas so long.

The table is already laid out, and the two nannies at home are here. The nanny is from the farming people in Houshan, and they live here, so they don’t go back every year. They will go back, and there are guards here, but even now they are going home for the New Year.

In such a big place, there is only one old man now. Whatever it is, it feels very pitiful, but the character of Old Man Lu is really too strong. According to him, even if he is dead, he is going to die here.

Soon, there was already a table set up outside.

Grandpa Lu is still pulling his face right now, no. It’s because his face is pulling every day. This year’s pulling is unexpectedly long and ruthless. This is also the same as just coming in, Qin Xiaoyue and Dream The two of Ni are related to crying like mourning.

Let’s talk about Lu Qin’s car again. It’s not a good thing just after the Chinese New Year, so Master Lu is uncomfortable. ?

Even when eating, he always eats dynamite. As long as he wants to chuck dishes and his chopsticks go up, don’t think of anyone else going up. If anyone dares to go up, he will stare to death.

And other people can only eat the dishes in front of them. The other dishes are not dare to move. Even if the other dishes are so delicious, they are all dare not move, who dare to move, This old man must stare at anyone.

Yan Huan raised her face again and looked at the plate of spicy chicken nuggets. That looks very delicious. Can she eat one?

And she looked at Lu Yi, her eyes were too obvious.

"Want to eat?" Lu Yi asked Yan Huan.

Yan Huan nodded and wanted to eat, but he didn't dare to pinch.

Lu Yi reached out his hand and had already sandwiched a chicken nugget and placed it in front of Yan Huan. Yan Huan was happy to pick up the chopsticks and ate it with satisfaction.

At this entrance, you know how delicious it is. It is indeed delicious, just delicious.

Lu Yi saw Yan Huan likes to eat, and then clipped a piece, and the face of Grandpa Lu was dark, he stared at Yi from time to time, but Lu Yi was also invisible.

Lu Yi clamped a few more pieces and placed them in front of Yan Huan.

Yan Huan was very polite and buried her head. It might be on the whole table, only she can eat it. She has her husband's pets and her husband's love. Anyway, even if the sky collapses, her husband is still there, afraid of anything.

Lu Yi put down the chopsticks, and then stretched out his hand to pick up the plate and put it in front of Yan Huan.

This is too tough, too shameful.

Probably everyone sitting now will say so.

Such a spoiled wife is almost uncommon.

Originally, both of them were unrelated people, and they were together. They were both optimistic. I think they will. Both of them will be disgusted with each other, but the result is that everyone is scared. If this is not happiness, then what is happiness and what is a husband and wife.

Lu Yi again filled some soup and put it in front of Yan Huan.

"This is too spicy, remember to drink more soup."

"Okay," Yan Huan couldn't stop eating now, and she shook a piece of chicken next to her mouth.

Father Lu's chopsticks fell on the table, and he didn't pick them up.

"Lu Yi, the roast chicken made by our cook is the most delicious. I will eat it tomorrow."

"Okay, let him bake it for you," Lu Yi also sandwiched some dishes in a bowl, and then ate it bit by bit.

"I want two," Yan Huan extended two fingers, well, two.

"Can you finish?"

Lu Yi takes care of Yan Huan’s figure and has such a small amount of food. It is not enough to want her to eat more on weekdays. What’s more, this chicken is estimated to eat a little, and two of them. ?

"I eat chicken thighs," Yan Huan made a chicken nugget for himself, even though he was eating it, but he remembered the roast chicken made by the cook at home. I don’t know. It took me a lot of time to dig back the cook. I heard at home that the ancestral craftsmanship made the most delicious dishes, especially the roast chicken. It's fragrant and tender, with a sense of endlessness, endless aftertaste, and it's even more unpredictable to be intoxicated. You say it is so tempting, sweet and delicate, and it is wonderful and irresistible. Aroma, when you flap your nose, you are stimulated by the taste. This taste can definitely be called a rare concoction, without seeing its smell and smelling it. 〉

"Especially the crispy skin baked on the outside, smeared with dozens of flavored dense ingredients, and then swept with some honey, this meat is almost tender and melts in the mouth, and when pre-cooked, It also puts all the seasoning into the chicken, so every place of this roast, every piece of meat, tastes delicious in the mouth, especially the chicken legs, a bite, it is almost lip-tooth. "

I don't know who swallowed it, and Yan Huan generously put some dishes down.

"Do we have one chicken drumstick?"

"Okay," Lu Yi listened to her, and wanted to eat it. "Go back and bake two. We eat one and send one to my parents." As for Qin Xiaoyue and Lu Qin, they roasted themselves. .

"Okay," Yan Huan laughed, well, that was the pleasant decision.

Although she said so in her mouth, the speed of picking vegetables was not slowed down. She should be afraid to eat and drink. Anyway, she is now full and when she returns home, she digests it.