"Kang boy, give Jin Chuan a piece. Why is this kid so rude today?" Yang Huaming gave the order directly to Kang boy.
Kang Xiaozi was very happy to carry out this order. He picked up a piece of glutinous rice cake and stuffed it into Liu Jinchuan's hand.
"Thank you dad." Liu Jinchuan thanked him, picked up the cake and ate it in small bites.
Although this is already the fifth piece, Liu Jinchuan still thinks it tastes good and he really can’t get enough of it!
Seeing Liu Jinchuan eating the first piece, Yang Huaming turned his attention to Ms. Liu.
This was also the first time in so many days that Yang Huaming looked at Mr. Liu.
The main reason why he looked at Ms. Liu was because Mr. Liu himself returned to normal, ended his anger and cold war, and took the initiative to walk out of the house.
"You can eat too!" Yang Huaming greeted again.
Mrs. Liu was also very happy, nodded, reached out with both hands, grabbed one in each hand, and started eating.
This eating appearance...is really not very good-looking!
Especially this is not a banquet with a group of village women and old ladies who are also reincarnated as hungry ghosts. This is a family dinner together. Besides the man at the table, there are his daughter, son and pregnant son. daughter in law.
You said you, Mr. Liu, have such a cheesy look... To be honest, Yang Huaming's slightly drunken look at her just now cooled down again in an instant...
The glutinous rice cakes sent by Wang Cuilian at night were quite generous, a large plate full, and the five people in the four-bedroom house could each eat three on average.
When Liu Jinchuan finished the piece in his hand, Liu not only finished the previous two pieces, but also grabbed two more pieces.
The average is three yuan per person, and Liu has already eaten the fourth piece in this second wave, which means that if she eats more than the average piece, there must be a second person who will eat less than the average.
Yang Huaming didn't say anything when he saw this. Anyway, he could just taste one piece himself, and the two pieces he had were given to Mrs. Liu.
As a result, after Mrs. Liu finished eating the fourth piece, she reached out with both hands and grabbed two more pieces to her mouth.
This has already launched an attack on Yang Huaming's two pieces.
Yang Huaming silently put down his chopsticks.
When Kang Xiaozi, who was at the same table, saw her mother still unable to stop after eating the sixth piece, Kang Xiaozi, who had eaten two pieces, silently put down his chopsticks.
He can also get an extra piece here...
He'er didn't care so much. He'er quickly finished his three pieces, then got up and went back to the house.
Before leaving, she made a gesture to everyone. The gesture meant that she was full and there was no need to beat her rice for dinner.
Mrs. Liu's mouth was bulging. Looking at He'er's back as she turned to leave, Mrs. Liu said vaguely: "Why don't you open a bowl of Bazhen rice tonight? The glutinous rice sent by Mr. Li's family..."
When He'er heard this, she stopped and turned around to look at Mrs. Liu and Liu Jinchuan in surprise.
Liu Jinchuan also smiled and nodded.
"Lao Er Li sent it here two days ago. I forgot to mention it. I'm sorry..."
He'er's expression was a little complicated...
But she didn't ask any more questions, nodded, raised her hand to make a 'she got it' gesture, and then turned around and returned to her own room.
In the main room, Ms. Liu shook her head and said, "You're not bad, you look like this. You really don't care about Mr. Li anymore. Not bad!"
While speaking, Mrs. Liu reached out with both hands and grabbed the two pieces of glutinous rice cake on the plate. After grabbing it, she saw that only the last piece was left on the plate.
Mrs. Liu hesitated for a moment, bit the glutinous rice cake in her left hand with her mouth, and freed her left hand to try to grab the last piece of glutinous rice cake on the plate.
When Kang Xiaozi saw this, his throat was so anxious that he was about to say something to stop him, but Liu Jinchuan secretly grabbed his sleeve.
At the same time, Yang Huaming suddenly picked up the chopsticks and hit Mr. Liu hard on the back of his hand.
It is estimated that the chopsticks just hit the bones on the back of Liu's hand, making a sharp sound. Liu also screamed in pain, and when he retracted his left hand, the piece of glutinous rice cake held in his left hand also fell to the ground.
There was a snapping sound.
Mrs. Liu subconsciously bent down to pick up the glutinous rice cake that fell to the ground. After picking it up, she threw it away with disgust on her face.
"Oh my God, what kind of wicked person is spitting on the ground!"
"Which one else do you think?"
Yang Huaming asked Liu with a dark face.
Mrs. Liu was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered that the spittle was spitted by herself!
I'm dizzy!
Mrs. Liu looked at the piece of glutinous rice cake with saliva that she threw into the yard, and hesitated...
Your spit should be fine, right?
Now go pick it up...
The four-month-old little yellow dog raised at home had been lying in the yard waiting. Now when he saw something being thrown out, he rushed over and swung his tail in his mouth and ran to the corner to enjoy the food alone.
Ms. Liu was so angry that she stamped her feet and yelled, "You bastard!"
Then, she set her sights on the last piece of cake on the plate on the table.
Yang Huaming hadn't put down the chopsticks in his hand, and he didn't say anything. His eager eyes gave Mr. Liu a strong sense of oppression.
But Liu's obsession with food does not allow her to give up after such a slight setback.
Use force?
She didn't dare, because she knew that Yang Huaming was no longer the Yang Huaming he was back then. Especially after the last half-month-long Cold War incident, Mrs. Liu understood deeply that Yang Huaming would not spoil her.
Maybe I'll get hit for real, because the chopstick hit just now was really painful.
And his son won’t do everything for him. After his son marries a wife, he no longer has the same heart as him...
If you want to get the last piece of glutinous rice cake on the plate, you have to outsmart it.
"I don't have to eat that piece of glutinous rice cake. I just don't want you to eat it. It would be a pity to waste it."
"Who said we won't eat?" Yang Huaming asked Liu in a cold voice.
Mrs. Liu pointed to the piece of glutinous rice cake: "If you eat it, then why is this piece of glutinous rice cake lying alone on the plate?"
"Mom, that was before we had time. You ate too fast, and we couldn't keep up..." Kang Xiaozi couldn't tell whether to laugh or cry.
Coming home after a busy day and having a meal together as a family should be a relaxing thing in itself.
Everyone ate slowly, enjoying the deliciousness of the food, talking about what they had encountered during the day, sharing happiness, telling grievances, encouraging each other, and then humbly sharing the food. This is what it means to be a family under one roof. The whole point of eating and living down there.
Rather than when you drag your tired body back home, when you are ready to take off your guard and sit down with your family to eat and chat.
As a result, your mother treats the dinner table as a battlefield. She does nothing at home and recharges her energy for a day. Now on the battlefield, she is strong, with a pair of chopsticks sweeping across all directions, killing all the delicious food and piling it into her own bowl. , stuffed it into his own mouth, killing all of it, not even leaving any hot soup for you to drink.
In the long run, will this kind of family reunion still have meaning?
Anyway, Kang Xiaozi felt that it was meaningless.
