Chapter 527
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In the living room, father and son sat on both sides of the tea table, and the servant poured tea,
"Will the young master stay for dinner tonight?"
Wen Bo just sat down and looked up at Wen Siyuan,
Wen Siyuan pointed to the box on the porch shoe rack,
"Those are two bottles of red wine for my father. Please wake up in advance."
Wenbo is the person who knows wine best. Although he can't understand the French on the packing box, he can see that the packing box is good at a glance. His face instantly eased and ordered the servant to be humane,
"The abalone I brought back yesterday was cooked in the kitchen, and..."
The servant kept busy.
Wen Siyuan's eyes lifted two inches and fell behind Wen Bo in the direction of the master bedroom door on the second floor.
Zhou Lan was standing behind the railing, frowning at him.
"What's the matter with your face?"
Wenbo's voice interrupted his thoughts, and he came to his senses and withdrew his eyes. From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse that Zhou Lan had closed the door and returned to the bedroom.
"Oh, two days ago, I drank with my friends and had a knock. It's no big deal."
The old man has never said anything about drinking. After all, he has taught by example.
"Has everything been handled in Macao?"
"It's done."
Wen Siyuan nodded, "it's no big deal, but my friend asked me to help."
"Just in time, I have something to discuss with you these two days. About the shares of joy, you can hold those in your hand for me, which are of great use behind me."
Wen Siyuan was a little guilty, his eyes lowered, and he nodded.
"Hong Rizhang, an old fox, wants to trap the white wolf from empty hands. He dreamed that he wanted to bite the meat of entertainment before. Why should I let him fall off the skin? Not to mention that he is not the only one who wants the meat now."
Wen Siyuan bowed his head and drank tea, losing his usual enthusiasm for instructing the old man.
He always felt guilty in his heart. What Ling Han asked him to do was to turn his elbow out. If the old man knew, he had to faint with anger, and he must have lost half his life.
But if you don't do it, those who ask for debt can't do the thing of cutting their hands and feet.
……
When the Wens and their families harboured ghosts, the fog in the Lings' old house was dense, and they were eating copper pot Shabu Shabu.
Ling Li brought up the hot pot thing. He told ye Huanyan on the phone that he must go home for dinner. Ye Huanyan beat around the Bush and asked the reason.
Fu Yingxiang, whose ancestral home is in Hunan, has a preference for spicy food with her father's taste since childhood. During this period, she has been living in the old house, and everyone's taste is relatively light. Therefore, guests follow their master's wishes, and have always eaten insipid things, especially chicken soup some time ago. Even Ling herself can't stand it.
"I used to take her out for supper every night, but she refused to go out with me since yesterday, so I can only get something to eat at home, but I'm not sure how spicy her taste is, in case it's too spicy."
"So you plan to use us as a cover in the evening. In fact, you want the fourth sister to experiment with you as a white mouse?"
Although Ling's face could not be seen on the phone, it could also be heard from his tone of voice. At this moment, it was estimated that his face was red and turned pig liver.
After ye Huanyan was finished, Ling specially called Aunt Zhang to find out the mandarin duck old copper pot that had not been used for many years, and washed it in person. The charcoal fire was also cooked. Beef and mutton were the best sold in the supermarket outside.
Throughout the afternoon, there was a commotion of pots and pans in the kitchen.
Ling Li had been playing games all night and was sleepy. He was also caught by a strong man to help wash vegetables.
Fu Yingxiang went out with Ling Han, because Wen Siyuan had something to discuss about gambling debts at Su Hong's store, and he was not at home,
In the evening, when ye Huanyan came back, the whole old house was dark except for the kitchen.
Lift the curtain of the kitchen door, and you will see Nao squatting next to the dish washing basin, a pair of small hands pressing red and green pepper, are playing with joy, Ling Li yawned and sat beside, holding his mobile phone and playing games, patting his hand from time to time,
"Don't make trouble, wash well."
Ye Huanyan put his hands on his waist and made a menacing appearance,
"Smelly girl, are you just bullying my son?"
Ling Li lazily raised his head and looked at ye Huanyan,
"If you know how many things my brother forced me to wash this afternoon, you will think that I have loved your son and my eldest nephew very much."
“……”
Ye Huanyan looked down Ling Li's eyes, and dozens of instant boiled meat ingredients were placed on the eight immortals table in the kitchen, some of which could not even call ye Huanyan's name,
"What's all this?" Ye Huanyan exclaimed with disbelief,
Ling Li put his hand into his pocket,
"Come, look, let me introduce you."
"There are five cold dishes here, preserved egg tofu, sweet and sour radish, longan red dates, salted duck..."
“……”
"Look here, there are six kinds of meat, except that the fat beef roll is bought outside. My brother can't cut it out. He cuts mutton, chicken breast and beef eye by hand..."
“……”
"Six kinds of vegetarian vegetables, small green vegetables, chrysanthemum, cabbage, lettuce..."
"Six kinds of balls..."
"Six kinds of bean products..."
"Six desserts..."
“……”
Ye Huanyan was stunned to hear Lingli announce the dish name once, swallowed his saliva, and said, "you eat a lot of Chinese food now. Do you know so many vegetables?"
"Bah me,"
Ling Li's face was filled with righteous indignation,
"Before that, this broken dish was uniformly called Qingcai. You know, I washed it all afternoon. My brother's typical Virgo obsessive-compulsive disorder forced me to not even ask for the leaves on the dish. I'm going crazy by him. I'll recite the name of this dish hundreds of times after washing a dish. Can't you remember it?"
"Well, well," ye Huanyan comforted repeatedly, "help your brother catch up with his sister-in-law and be your sister's duty. Don't talk nonsense. It's not that you don't eat later."
Lingli was still unwilling,
"Now that this family doesn't even give a good face, my brother is so hearty. I don't know how low the family status will be in the future when I get married. Ye Huanyan, do you think my brother Ling Han has treated you like this? Just to study your taste salty, so much trouble, don't know, think of the state banquet!"
"Don't exaggerate,"
Ye Huanyan pulled naonao up from behind the basin to wash his hands, and gave Lingli a white look, "almost come on, you, you have seen foreign guests invited to a state banquet to eat hot pot."
"Yes, my home."
"Don't eat at night."
"Why, I washed the dishes all afternoon."
Just talking, Ling came back from the outside with two bags in his hands. Seeing ye Huanyan, he hurriedly said hello, and then looked at Ling Li,
"Lingli, wash the fruit in these two bags, and I'll make a platter."
Ling Li covered his face and gnashed his teeth,
"Brother... Am I your sister?"
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In the living room, father and son sat on both sides of the tea table, and the servant poured tea,
"Will the young master stay for dinner tonight?"
Wen Bo just sat down and looked up at Wen Siyuan,
Wen Siyuan pointed to the box on the porch shoe rack,
"Those are two bottles of red wine for my father. Please wake up in advance."
Wenbo is the person who knows wine best. Although he can't understand the French on the packing box, he can see that the packing box is good at a glance. His face instantly eased and ordered the servant to be humane,
"The abalone I brought back yesterday was cooked in the kitchen, and..."
The servant kept busy.
Wen Siyuan's eyes lifted two inches and fell behind Wen Bo in the direction of the master bedroom door on the second floor.
Zhou Lan was standing behind the railing, frowning at him.
"What's the matter with your face?"
Wenbo's voice interrupted his thoughts, and he came to his senses and withdrew his eyes. From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse that Zhou Lan had closed the door and returned to the bedroom.
"Oh, two days ago, I drank with my friends and had a knock. It's no big deal."
The old man has never said anything about drinking. After all, he has taught by example.
"Has everything been handled in Macao?"
"It's done."
Wen Siyuan nodded, "it's no big deal, but my friend asked me to help."
"Just in time, I have something to discuss with you these two days. About the shares of joy, you can hold those in your hand for me, which are of great use behind me."
Wen Siyuan was a little guilty, his eyes lowered, and he nodded.
"Hong Rizhang, an old fox, wants to trap the white wolf from empty hands. He dreamed that he wanted to bite the meat of entertainment before. Why should I let him fall off the skin? Not to mention that he is not the only one who wants the meat now."
Wen Siyuan bowed his head and drank tea, losing his usual enthusiasm for instructing the old man.
He always felt guilty in his heart. What Ling Han asked him to do was to turn his elbow out. If the old man knew, he had to faint with anger, and he must have lost half his life.
But if you don't do it, those who ask for debt can't do the thing of cutting their hands and feet.
……
When the Wens and their families harboured ghosts, the fog in the Lings' old house was dense, and they were eating copper pot Shabu Shabu.
Ling Li brought up the hot pot thing. He told ye Huanyan on the phone that he must go home for dinner. Ye Huanyan beat around the Bush and asked the reason.
Fu Yingxiang, whose ancestral home is in Hunan, has a preference for spicy food with her father's taste since childhood. During this period, she has been living in the old house, and everyone's taste is relatively light. Therefore, guests follow their master's wishes, and have always eaten insipid things, especially chicken soup some time ago. Even Ling herself can't stand it.
"I used to take her out for supper every night, but she refused to go out with me since yesterday, so I can only get something to eat at home, but I'm not sure how spicy her taste is, in case it's too spicy."
"So you plan to use us as a cover in the evening. In fact, you want the fourth sister to experiment with you as a white mouse?"
Although Ling's face could not be seen on the phone, it could also be heard from his tone of voice. At this moment, it was estimated that his face was red and turned pig liver.
After ye Huanyan was finished, Ling specially called Aunt Zhang to find out the mandarin duck old copper pot that had not been used for many years, and washed it in person. The charcoal fire was also cooked. Beef and mutton were the best sold in the supermarket outside.
Throughout the afternoon, there was a commotion of pots and pans in the kitchen.
Ling Li had been playing games all night and was sleepy. He was also caught by a strong man to help wash vegetables.
Fu Yingxiang went out with Ling Han, because Wen Siyuan had something to discuss about gambling debts at Su Hong's store, and he was not at home,
In the evening, when ye Huanyan came back, the whole old house was dark except for the kitchen.
Lift the curtain of the kitchen door, and you will see Nao squatting next to the dish washing basin, a pair of small hands pressing red and green pepper, are playing with joy, Ling Li yawned and sat beside, holding his mobile phone and playing games, patting his hand from time to time,
"Don't make trouble, wash well."
Ye Huanyan put his hands on his waist and made a menacing appearance,
"Smelly girl, are you just bullying my son?"
Ling Li lazily raised his head and looked at ye Huanyan,
"If you know how many things my brother forced me to wash this afternoon, you will think that I have loved your son and my eldest nephew very much."
“……”
Ye Huanyan looked down Ling Li's eyes, and dozens of instant boiled meat ingredients were placed on the eight immortals table in the kitchen, some of which could not even call ye Huanyan's name,
"What's all this?" Ye Huanyan exclaimed with disbelief,
Ling Li put his hand into his pocket,
"Come, look, let me introduce you."
"There are five cold dishes here, preserved egg tofu, sweet and sour radish, longan red dates, salted duck..."
“……”
"Look here, there are six kinds of meat, except that the fat beef roll is bought outside. My brother can't cut it out. He cuts mutton, chicken breast and beef eye by hand..."
“……”
"Six kinds of vegetarian vegetables, small green vegetables, chrysanthemum, cabbage, lettuce..."
"Six kinds of balls..."
"Six kinds of bean products..."
"Six desserts..."
“……”
Ye Huanyan was stunned to hear Lingli announce the dish name once, swallowed his saliva, and said, "you eat a lot of Chinese food now. Do you know so many vegetables?"
"Bah me,"
Ling Li's face was filled with righteous indignation,
"Before that, this broken dish was uniformly called Qingcai. You know, I washed it all afternoon. My brother's typical Virgo obsessive-compulsive disorder forced me to not even ask for the leaves on the dish. I'm going crazy by him. I'll recite the name of this dish hundreds of times after washing a dish. Can't you remember it?"
"Well, well," ye Huanyan comforted repeatedly, "help your brother catch up with his sister-in-law and be your sister's duty. Don't talk nonsense. It's not that you don't eat later."
Lingli was still unwilling,
"Now that this family doesn't even give a good face, my brother is so hearty. I don't know how low the family status will be in the future when I get married. Ye Huanyan, do you think my brother Ling Han has treated you like this? Just to study your taste salty, so much trouble, don't know, think of the state banquet!"
"Don't exaggerate,"
Ye Huanyan pulled naonao up from behind the basin to wash his hands, and gave Lingli a white look, "almost come on, you, you have seen foreign guests invited to a state banquet to eat hot pot."
"Yes, my home."
"Don't eat at night."
"Why, I washed the dishes all afternoon."
Just talking, Ling came back from the outside with two bags in his hands. Seeing ye Huanyan, he hurriedly said hello, and then looked at Ling Li,
"Lingli, wash the fruit in these two bags, and I'll make a platter."
Ling Li covered his face and gnashed his teeth,
"Brother... Am I your sister?"
In the living room, father and son sat on both sides of the tea table, and the servant poured tea,"Will the young master stay for dinner tonight?"Wen Bo just sat down and looked up at Wen Siyuan,Wen Siyuan pointed to the box on the porch shoe rack,"Those are two bottles of red wine for my father. Please wake up in advance."Wenbo is the person who knows wine best. Although he can't understand the French on the packing box, he can see that the packing box is good at a glance. His face instantly eased and ordered the servant to be humane,"The abalone I brought back yesterday was cooked in the kitchen, and..."The servant kept busy.Wen Siyuan's eyes lifted two inches and fell behind Wen Bo in the direction of the master bedroom door on the second floor.Zhou Lan was standing behind the railing, frowning at him."What's the matter with your face?"Wenbo's voice interrupted his thoughts, and he came to his senses and withdrew his eyes. From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse that Zhou Lan had closed the door and returned to the bedroom."Oh, two days ago, I drank with my friends and had a knock. It's no big deal."The old man has never said anything about drinking. After all, he has taught by example."Has everything been handled in Macao?""It's done."Wen Siyuan nodded, "it's no big deal, but my friend asked me to help.""Just in time, I have something to discuss with you these two days. About the shares of joy, you can hold those in your hand for me, which are of great use behind me."Wen Siyuan was a little guilty, his eyes lowered, and he nodded."Hong Rizhang, an old fox, wants to trap the white wolf from empty hands. He dreamed that he wanted to bite the meat of entertainment before. Why should I let him fall off the skin? Not to mention that he is not the only one who wants the meat now."Wen Siyuan bowed his head and drank tea, losing his usual enthusiasm for instructing the old man.He always felt guilty in his heart. What Ling Han asked him to do was to turn his elbow out. If the old man knew, he had to faint with anger, and he must have lost half his life.But if you don't do it, those who ask for debt can't do the thing of cutting their hands and feet.When the Wens and their families harboured ghosts, the fog in the Lings' old house was dense, and they were eating copper pot Shabu Shabu.Ling Li brought up the hot pot thing. He told ye Huanyan on the phone that he must go home for dinner. Ye Huanyan beat around the Bush and asked the reason.Fu Yingxiang, whose ancestral home is in Hunan, has a preference for spicy food with her father's taste since childhood. During this period, she has been living in the old house, and everyone's taste is relatively light. Therefore, guests follow their master's wishes, and have always eaten insipid things, especially chicken soup some time ago. Even Ling herself can't stand it."I used to take her out for supper every night, but she refused to go out with me since yesterday, so I can only get something to eat at home, but I'm not sure how spicy her taste is, in case it's too spicy.""So you plan to use us as a cover in the evening. In fact, you want the fourth sister to experiment with you as a white mouse?"Although Ling's face could not be seen on the phone, it could also be heard from his tone of voice. At this moment, it was estimated that his face was red and turned pig liver.After ye Huanyan was finished, Ling specially called Aunt Zhang to find out the mandarin duck old copper pot that had not been used for many years, and washed it in person. The charcoal fire was also cooked. Beef and mutton were the best sold in the supermarket outside.Throughout the afternoon, there was a commotion of pots and pans in the kitchen.Ling Li had been playing games all night and was sleepy. He was also caught by a strong man to help wash vegetables.Fu Yingxiang went out with Ling Han, because Wen Siyuan had something to discuss about gambling debts at Su Hong's store, and he was not at home,In the evening, when ye Huanyan came back, the whole old house was dark except for the kitchen.Lift the curtain of the kitchen door, and you will see Nao squatting next to the dish washing basin, a pair of small hands pressing red and green pepper, are playing with joy, Ling Li yawned and sat beside, holding his mobile phone and playing games, patting his hand from time to time,"Don't make trouble, wash well."Ye Huanyan put his hands on his waist and made a menacing appearance,"Smelly girl, are you just bullying my son?"Ling Li lazily raised his head and looked at ye Huanyan,"If you know how many things my brother forced me to wash this afternoon, you will think that I have loved your son and my eldest nephew very much."Ye Huanyan looked down Ling Li's eyes, and dozens of instant boiled meat ingredients were placed on the eight immortals table in the kitchen, some of which could not even call ye Huanyan's name,"What's all this?" Ye Huanyan exclaimed with disbelief,Ling Li put his hand into his pocket,"Come, look, let me introduce you.""There are five cold dishes here, preserved egg tofu, sweet and sour radish, longan red dates, salted duck...""Look here, there are six kinds of meat, except that the fat beef roll is bought outside. My brother can't cut it out. He cuts mutton, chicken breast and beef eye by hand...""Six kinds of vegetarian vegetables, small green vegetables, chrysanthemum, cabbage, lettuce...""Six kinds of balls...""Six kinds of bean products...""Six desserts..."Ye Huanyan was stunned to hear Lingli announce the dish name once, swallowed his saliva, and said, "you eat a lot of Chinese food now. Do you know so many vegetables?""Bah me,"Ling Li's face was filled with righteous indignation,"Before that, this broken dish was uniformly called Qingcai. You know, I washed it all afternoon. My brother's typical Virgo obsessive-compulsive disorder forced me to not even ask for the leaves on the dish. I'm going crazy by him. I'll recite the name of this dish hundreds of times after washing a dish. Can't you remember it?""Well, well," ye Huanyan comforted repeatedly, "help your brother catch up with his sister-in-law and be your sister's duty. Don't talk nonsense. It's not that you don't eat later."Lingli was still unwilling,"Now that this family doesn't even give a good face, my brother is so hearty. I don't know how low the family status will be in the future when I get married. Ye Huanyan, do you think my brother Ling Han has treated you like this? Just to study your taste salty, so much trouble, don't know, think of the state banquet!""Don't exaggerate,"Ye Huanyan pulled naonao up from behind the basin to wash his hands, and gave Lingli a white look, "almost come on, you, you have seen foreign guests invited to a state banquet to eat hot pot.""Yes, my home.""Don't eat at night.""Why, I washed the dishes all afternoon."Just talking, Ling came back from the outside with two bags in his hands. Seeing ye Huanyan, he hurriedly said hello, and then looked at Ling Li,"Lingli, wash the fruit in these two bags, and I'll make a platter."Ling Li covered his face and gnashed his teeth,"Brother... Am I your sister?"
