Chapter 6603 Dinner Table Troubles
He raised his head and glanced at Yang Ruoqing, then turned around and started to argue with Yang Huamei to change places.
Yang Huamei was ladling soup for Tan, and she didn’t even notice that Xiao Hei had started eating. Seeing him yelling at her to change seats with his mouth full of oil, Yang Huamei scolded him in a low voice, a little unhappy: "It doesn't matter where you sit, it's the same. Stop fussing and have a good meal."
If Xiao Hei was so obedient, he wouldn't be Xiao Hei.
“No, I want to change, I want to change.”
Not only did Xiao Hei repeatedly emphasize his words, but he also came over to grab Yang Huamei's arm.
A ladle of hot soup was spilled three inches away from Tan's bowl. Half of it was on the table, and the other half was spilled on Tan's lap.
“Oops!”
Tan exclaimed and quickly jumped up from the stool.
Yang Huamei also panicked and quickly put down the spoon and stood up to check: "Mom, how are you? Are you burned?"
Tan wears a pair of cotton trousers outside the trousers, and a pair of black trousers outside the cotton trousers.
The dress of Wo Dong, an old lady from a village, has two unshakable signs: the green and old cloth turban on her head, and the half of a coarse old cloth apron on her body. The apron also has two deep pockets where she usually sits. When I was basking in the sun under the wall, I hid my face under the turban and put my hands in my pockets. It was said that it was very warm.
At this moment, Mrs. Tan was also dressed like this, with a patch as big as her palm wet on her apron.
Yang Huamei raised her sleeves and went directly to help Tan wipe it. Sun also quickly got down from her seat and went to get a clean handkerchief to help.
Lao Suntou and Yang Huazhong also put down their wine cups and asked Tan with concern.
Wang Hongquan frowned and said to Xiao Hei: "I am a guest at your uncle's house. Do you listen to your mother and sit there and eat your food peacefully? Don't be naughty. Is that okay?"
Xiao Hei Shang With frowning eyes, he lowered his head and continued to nibble on the small yellow croaker in his hand. From the corner of his eye, he secretly glanced at Yang Ruoqing beside him.
Yang Ruoqing sat there and looked at him quietly.
He was so frightened that he quickly turned away his peripheral vision. There were nails piercing his buttocks under the stool, and he sat there twisting and turning like a maggot.
If it weren’t for the fact that Yang Huamei had already shaken hands and made peace with Yang Huamei in the kitchen earlier, if it weren’t for Yang Huamei who was wiping Tan in a panic and guilt at this moment, if it weren’t for Wang Hongquan who was ashamed to explain to Yang Huazhong apologetically, if it weren’t for Tan He even said, "It's not permed, it's not permed..." To smooth things over, Yang Ruoqing was really about to get angry again.
"Come on, father-in-law, Xiaohei, let's go together first."
As Yang Huazhong and the others raised their glasses, the pre-dinner episode was over.
Mrs. Sun greeted everyone to eat, and then got up personally to pick up dishes for Mrs. Tan and Yang Huamei.
"Xiao Hei, do you do it yourself? Or does your third aunt do it for you?" asked Sun with a smile, always so amiable.
Yang Huamei didn't give Xiao Hei a chance to speak at all, and said directly: "Third sister-in-law, you can do whatever you want. You are such a big person. You have your own hands and feet to eat whatever you want. Third sister-in-law, you can also eat it yourself. ! "
Sun smiled and nodded. Before sitting down, she put a big chicken leg into Xiao Hei's bowl.
The little black croaker didn’t even raise his eyelids. He dropped the small yellow croaker head in his hand and came to gnaw on the big chicken leg.
Yang Huamei patted his arm: "Third aunt is picking up food for you, and you don't know what to say?"
Xiao Hei was stunned for a moment, raised his head and looked at Sun's buzzing voice Bingqi said: "Thank you, third aunt."
"It's okay, eat, eat more." said Sun.
Xiao Hei lowered his head and started to lash out, like a fat pig that had been hungry for three days and suddenly thrust its nose into a trough full of food. The scene was extremely impactful. Looking at Yang Ruoqing next to her, she was...hungry!
The next meal went quite smoothly. Xiao Hei ate with all his heart. The chicken bones, fish bones and other garlic and ginger he spat out were piled half a foot high beside the bowl. The rest was basically the same. Nothing to violate.
Tan was the first to finish eating and put down her chopsticks, "My father-in-law, you continue to eat, I will go back to the house first."
Wang Hongquan subconsciously turned around to follow Tan said "Okay", but found that Tan's "father-in-law" was not meant for her at all.
Opposite, Lao Suntou and Tan smiled and nodded, "Okay, okay."
Tan then turned and left, never looking at Wang Hongquan from the beginning to the end.
"I'm full too. I'll take my mother back to the house." Yang Huamei also quickly got up and caught up with Ms. Tan, helping her to leave the main room together.
At the dinner table, Wang Hongquan was a little embarrassed, but it was not surprising if he thought about it. This was not the first time that Mr. Tan had embarrassed him. Even when he went to Lao Wang's house for dinner yesterday, she always ignored him.
“Little Hei, come on, let’s leave another one.”
Yang Huazhong quickly picked up the wine bottle in his hand and came over to resolve the embarrassment. Wang Hongquan smiled and raised the wine cup to receive the wine, and the two started drinking again.
Xiao Hei was so full that he sat there and rolled his eyes. He had already burped no less than twenty times. He raised his head and saw that his father and third uncle were smacking their mouths at the bar and drinking. He couldn't help but lick the corners of his mouth and followed. Wang Hongquan said: "Master, give me a sip too?"
Wang Hong Everyone stared, "Nonsense, how can you kids drink wine?"
The old man's words not only failed to shock Xiao Hei at all, but on the contrary, they also aroused his curiosity. Huodi stood up and ran to Wang Hongshen, reaching out to grab the wine cup in his hand.
"Hey, what are you doing? This kid..." Wang Hongquan was caught off guard, and the wine cup was snatched away by Xiao Hei.
Half of the wine spilled out, splashing on Wang Hongquan's eyebrows and beard, and a few drops got into his eyes. It was so spicy that Wang Hongquan immediately covered his eyes and gasped.
Xiao Hei didn't care about his father's life or death. When he was about to put the wine cup to his lips with a smile, his wrist was tightly held by a big hand like an iron pincer.
Looking up, I saw a cold face.
"Third, third uncle..."
"Put down the wine cup!" Yang Huazhong said in a deep voice.
Xiao Hei was stunned and looked straight at Yang Huazhong.
“I’ll say it again, put down the wine cup!” Yang Huazhong stared at Xiao Hei fiercely and said in an accentuated tone.
Xiao Hei's eyes suddenly showed panic for a moment.
According to common sense, Yang Huazhong's deterrence was just right, neither beating nor scolding.
But Lao Suntou on the side smiled and smoothed things over: "Hahaha, Hong Quan, your grandson looks like you. It seems that he will be able to drink in the future. But, Xiao Hei, You are still young. Wait a few years before you drink. Now your hands will be shaking and you won’t be able to hold a pen and write. "
Wang Hongquan also wiped his eyes at this time. When he heard what Lao Suntou said, he smiled and said: "This kid is tough and wants to touch everything he sees. There is really nothing you can do about him."
Old Suntou also He was good at talking about those who carried the sedan chair, and added: "Boys, it is a good thing to be curious. Those who are timid will eventually lose their manliness."
Wang Hongquan smiled and nodded again.
As for Xiao Hei, his eyes were darting around. Old Sun Tou’s words inexplicably made him more confident, and his chest was filled with a sense of manliness.
(End of this chapter)