Wen Qiuning came in with fried zucchini, and Wen Qin followed closely with a pot of chicken soup.
Wen Qiuning was wearing a pink plaid apron. Perhaps because she had been busy all afternoon, a few strands of hair around her ears were scattered.
Yu Xiangyang felt that such a warm Qiuning made people feel quite comfortable. It was less cold and a bit more pyrotechnic than in the past.
"Everyone is here for dinner." Wen Qiuning invited everyone to sit at the table.
Today's dish is the richest, including chicken soup, braised pig's feet, fried pork with chili, fried leeks, fried zucchini, and a spicy cabbage dish.
Wen Qiuning introduced these people to Wen Qin.
When he heard that An An and Ke Ke were the children of Cheng Jingmo and Yu Xiangnian, Wen Qin couldn't help but look at Yu Xiangyang a few more times.
This uncle is doing a pretty good job.
Wen Qin said: "Ning Ning often told me in her letters that her teachers and classmates were very good to her during her time at university. I am very grateful to you for taking such good care of Ning Ning."
As Yu Xiangyang listened, he glanced at Wen Qiuning with some disdain. She happened to look over as well. Their eyes met and they quickly separated.
Yu Xiangyang said in her heart, am I not good to her? Why did you only mention the teacher and classmates, but not him?
"No, no, Wen Qiuning often helps us." Yu Xiangnian said politely.
Wen Qin added: "Ning Ning, this kid, is talkative and stubborn. Fortunately, he met some good people along the way. Not only did he get into college, he also made so many friends!"
As soon as everyone heard this, they knew that Wen Qin had no idea what happened to Wen Qiuning in the village and school.
Also, the sign of a person's maturity is to tell his parents good news instead of bad news.
Parents can't do much to help. Telling them will only make them anxious and sad, which will only increase their worries.
Everyone has a tacit understanding not to mention those unhappy things.
Yu Xiangyang ate the plate of chives in front of him, silently thinking in his heart: Ning Ning? Ning Ning? This title sounds pretty good.
Wen Qin noticed that Yu Xiangyang only ate the dish in front of her, thinking that he was embarrassed to pick up the food, so she took a spoonful of chicken soup with the soup and meat included.
"Classmate Yu, let me scoop you some soup."
Yu Xiangyang was not polite and handed the bowl over, "Thank you, auntie."
"You like to eat leeks, I will buy more next time you come to eat." Wen Qin said.
Cheng Jingmo glanced at Yu Xiangyang beside him.
This kid often told him that leeks are not as delicious as leeks. Why did he eat so much today?
Cheng Jingmo also picked up a chopstick and tasted the chives. It tasted just like that.
Everyone was chatting while eating, and the atmosphere was quite warm.
When they first met, Yu Xiangnian felt that Wen Qin was quite talkative, which was different from Wen Qiuning's personality.
From the chat, we learned that Wen Qin was only forty years old this year, which shocked everyone secretly.
On the one hand, Wenqin looked much older than her actual age. Yu Xiangnian thought she was about fifty years old.
On the other hand, Wen Qiuning is twenty-one years old this year, which means that Wen Qin gave birth to Wen Qiuning when she was nineteen.
Although it is common in rural areas for children to be born at the age of seventeen or eighteen, the question is where is Wen Qiuning's father?
Yu Xiangnian and Wen Qiuning were the closest people, but she had never heard her say a word about her father.
I don't know if he is dead or divorced, but at least it is certain that Wen Qiuning has a shadow, rejection and disgust for her father in her heart!
While eating just now, Wen Qin scooped two chicken drumsticks to the two children respectively.
An An ate half of it. He didn't know whether he couldn't eat anymore, or he thought of Yu Xiangyang. He held the chicken leg in front of Yu Xiangyang with oily hands and said, "Uncle, eat."
Yu Xiangyang wrinkled his nose at him, gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle won't eat it!"
"Oh." An An came to Cheng Jingmo again, "Dad, eat."
Cheng Jingmo caught half of the chicken drumstick in a bowl, "Thank you, finish the meal, no leftovers are allowed."
"Yeah." An An walked over to his little stool and continued eating.
Lin Ye said mockingly to Yu Xiangyang: "Yu Xiangyang, don't be ungrateful. For such a good thing, An An will honor you first, and then it's my brother's turn!"
Yu Xiangyang put a piece of pig's trotters into her bowl, trying to stop her mouth, "Eat some pig's trotters to supplement your strength, and you will have more strength when riding a bicycle!"
Although he knew An An was giving him delicious food, how could he eat half of a leftover chicken leg in front of Wen Qiuning and the others?
Lin Ye said: "Why can't you correct it? This is called a pig's hand!"
"What kind of hands does a pig have?" Yu Xiangyang argued, "Pig's feet!"
"The front two feet of a pig are called pig hands, and the two back feet are called pig feet!" Lin said without giving up.
"You mentioned the two feet in front, so it's not called pig hands!" Yu Xiangyang continued to argue.
Lin Ye scratched his head and insisted on debating the result, "Because it is the first two, it is a pig's hand!"
Yu Xiangyang: "The first two are hands? Then why are there no dog hands? Cat hands?"
Wen Qiuning listened to their argument and wanted to laugh, but she suppressed it.
Cheng Jingmo, Yu Xiangnian and Xiaojie were not surprised. Anyway, they would have a debate on a certain issue from time to time.
"Pigs are special!" Lin Ye said.
"How special?" Yu Xiangyang said, "It can write?"
Wen Qiuning couldn't bear it anymore and let out a puff.
Fortunately, she turned her head in time and her rice squirted all over the floor.
Yu Xiangyang is so naive!
There's nothing to argue about, it doesn't matter if it's pig's knuckles or pig's feet, it's all done anyway.
Lin also said: "Otherwise, let everyone here judge whether it is a pig's knuckles or a pig's feet!"
Yu Xiangnian didn't even look at them, and said calmly: "We won't comment. You go ask the pig, it has the right to speak."
At this time, both of them were quiet, looked at each other disdainfully, and ate separately.
Wen Qiuning couldn't stop laughing when she heard Yu Xiangnian's words.
The whole family talks so humorously!
Yu Xiangnian remembered Cheng Jingmo buying the pig's left foot.
Naturally, Cheng Jingmo was also thinking about this.
Cheng Jingmo gave Yu Xiangnian a piece of pig's feet and said, "Eat a piece."
Cheng Jingmo was afraid of causing another dispute between Yu Xiangyang and Lin Ye, so he only dared to say that he would eat a piece, but he did not dare to say that he would eat a piece of pig's feet or pig's knuckles.
Yu Xiangnian took a bite and asked, "Is this the left or right side of the pig?"
Yu Xiangnian is also afraid.
Cheng Jingmo: "On the left."
"Hahaha..." Wen Qiuning couldn't hold back her laughter.
Today was the funniest thing she had ever heard, one time it was a pig's hand or a pig's foot, another time it was a left foot or a right foot.
Yu Xiangyang: "..."
Seeing Wen Qiuning smile, he also felt a little want to laugh.
Don't tell me, Wen Qiuning looks so cute when she smiles.
