Chapter 433： Teaching a man to fish is worse than giving him a fish

Chapter 433 Teaching a man to fish is worse than giving him a fish

Huang Qingning ignored him, turned around and ran into the kitchen.

Mother Yang didn't care, and warmly greeted Yunmo to come in and sit down.

Yun Mo declined with a smile, "No, there is still work at home, so I'll go talk to my cousin and go back."

"Okay, you sisters talk, I'll go back to the room and put things away."

"it is good."

After Yang's mother entered the house, Yun Mo turned and went to the kitchen.

"Sister, I heard it just now. That dead old woman is too bullying. If the old Chinese New Year scolds you like this, if Mom finds out, I don't know how sad she is."

Huang Qingning was really angry, her eyes were red.

Huang Qinghe looked at her younger sister, "Don't tell mom about this, you came just in time, help me add some firewood."

"Fuck it, why do you do it alone when the whole family eats together! Sister, don't do it, you come home with us to eat, what do they like?"

Yunmo originally guarded the door to prevent Mother Yang from coming over to hear anything, but when she heard Huang Qingning urging Huang Qinghe to return to her natal home, she had no choice but to go in.

"cousin."

Seeing Yunmo, Huang Qinghe's face flashed with surprise and embarrassment, but quickly concealed his emotions.

"Momo is here too."

"Well, cousin, let me add firewood for you. Do you want a big fire or a small fire?"

"A small fire will do."

Yunmo is not very good at burning earthen stoves in the countryside, but it is not difficult for her to add firewood.

She picked up two thumb-thick wooden sticks and stuffed them into the stove. The sticks were very dry and burned quickly.

Yunmo straightened up, looked at Huang Qinghe who was in a hurry, then looked at the messy stove, and the meatballs that looked really bad, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart how difficult it is to be a rural wife.

"Cousin, let me help you."

"No, no, don't get your clothes dirty."

"It's okay, the clothes will be clean when they are dirty."

Yun Mo picked up the fence to pick up the fried tofu fruit, Huang Qingning saw it, and obediently sat behind the stove to help light the fire.

With the help of two people, Huang Qinghe quickly fried tofu fruit and glutinous rice cakes.

Huang Qinghe took a large bowl, filled some of the fried tofu fruit and glutinous rice cakes, and cut two sausages for Yunmo and Huang Qingning to take back.

"The meatballs are fried, so I won't give them to you, so that my parents won't laugh at me."

Huang Qingning couldn't help twisting a meatball and stuffed it into his mouth, muttering while chewing, "The outside is a bit mushy, but the inside is still edible."

Sister's consolation made Huang Qinghe feel better, "Okay, Mom's fried meatballs are much better than mine. You should eat more when you go home."

On the way back, Yunmo reminded Huang Qingning again.

"Don't tell your uncles and grandma what happened today, and don't make everyone unhappy during the Chinese New Year."

"I see, cousin."

Huang Qingning said sullenly: "Actually, so what can I say, my parents can't go to Yang's house to do something, my sister is not bad, and some daughter-in-laws not only have to be scolded, but also serve the family There are several people, young and old.

The old woman surnamed Yang was dissatisfied that my sister went out to work with her brother-in-law instead of serving her at home, so she deliberately picked on my sister to trouble her.

She didn't even think about it. My sister couldn't earn a penny at home, but she had to spend money. She went outside with my brother-in-law, and she could bring home 200 yuan a year. What could she be dissatisfied with? "

Yunmo couldn't answer this question.

Since ancient times, the problem of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law has been an eternal problem. She has never experienced it, and she is also glad that she does not have to experience it.

When the two returned home, cold dishes had already been set up on the table in the main room. In the kitchen, Ling Chuan was tying an apron to cut flowers for the carp, preparing to cook a dish of braised fish.

The old hen stewed with dried ham and bamboo shoots is being stewed in the rice cooker on the stove. When the soup is finished, pick up the chicken, and then put the croquettes into the soup to cook. These are two dishes.

"Dinner is ready!"

At 5:30, with a loud shout, the Huang family came out of each house one after another.

Five cold dishes, six hot dishes, three snacks, plus a bottle of Wuliangye, and a large bottle of orange soda.

Huang Jianjun looked at the sumptuous table of dishes, and suddenly wiped away tears, which shocked everyone.

"Boss, why are you crying for New Year's Eve?"

"I'm not crying..." Huang Jianjun replied, wiping his eyes constantly, "I'm so happy, I've lived to such a great age, and I've never had such a good New Year's Eve dinner, I dare not even dream about it, ah, I'm not dreaming, am I?"

Huang Kailin reached out and knocked a chestnut on his head.

Huang Jianjun covered his head in pain, "Dad, why did you hit me!?"

"Does it hurt?"

"Of course it hurts."

Otherwise, let me knock you for a try? Of course, Huang Jianjun only dared to slander these words in his heart, but did not dare to say them out.

Huang Kailin Yile, "Pain is right, dreams don't hurt."

"..."

Huang Zhiqiu looked at the father and son dumbfounded, "Okay, let's all sit down and eat, the food will be cold in a while."

The elders sit at the top, the younger sit at the bottom, and everyone finds their own seats.

After sitting down, Yunmo signaled Ling Chuan to open Wuyeliang.

Yang Xinghua felt sorry for the price of the wine, "It's better not to open the wine, they don't like to drink..."

Huang Zhiqiu smiled and said, "Drink some, Momo and Xiaoling brought it all the way from Congjiang City, so you have to taste it anyway."

"Auntie is right. Although I don't hold much alcohol, I can still drink a small glass."

"I want to drink too."

As soon as Huang Qingning finished speaking, Liu Zhi got a slap in the face, "What are you kidding around, you drink soda."

Huang Qingning pouted dissatisfiedly, "I want to taste it too."

Finally, it was Huang Kailin who spoke, "Xiaoyu, go get some more wine glasses, everyone pour a little and taste."

"okay!"

As soon as the lid of the wine bottle was opened, before the wine was poured, the whole room was filled with a strong aroma of wine.

"It smells so good. No wonder this wine is so expensive. Just smelling it makes me feel drunk."

Huang Qingning said with a blushing face, she looked really drunk, but it was actually because of being too excited.

Ling Chuan stood up and poured wine into everyone's glasses one by one.

The wine glass is made of moso bamboo that is thicker than your thumb, and a cup is only a mouthful.

After the round of wine was poured and Ling Chuan returned to his seat, Huang Kailin rubbed his hands a little restrainedly, "Our family has never been so particular like today, Momo, should we drink first or eat first?"

Yun Mo took a chicken leg and put it in Huang Kailin's bowl, "Grandpa, eat the vegetables before drinking, or you will get drunk before eating."

"Okay, let's eat the vegetables first. Eat, everyone eats."

"The fish cooked by my cousin's husband is also delicious, not fishy at all!"

"My cousin's marinated goose is also delicious, fragrant and chewy!"

"Grandma's pickled bacon is really delicious. It's more fragrant than all the meat I've ever eaten. Grandma, teach me another day."

Yang Xinghua was amused by Yunmo's words from ear to ear, "There's nothing to learn, when you go back, I'll get you some more, and you can take it back and eat slowly."

Yunmo waved her hand, "Grandma, it is better to teach a person to fish than to give him a fish."

"This is bacon, not fish."

Yunmo motioned to Huang Qingning, "Qingning, please explain to grandma the meaning of this sentence."

Huang Qingning immediately made an OK gesture.

Four more~

(end of this chapter)