Chapter 341 Women are not allowed to eat at the table

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He's playing a trick here.

If you want to establish a relationship with the two great masters of the Xu family, you can use what you say in your words to claim that you are their servant, and if you run around in front of him, contribute money and effort, and do things thoughtfully, the three Xu family members will not expose him.

In fact, it comes down to it.

Xiao Liu is not doing it for his own future and wealth, but for the entire special office in J City.

I am willing to run errands for them.

As long as he can have more strength to help his comrades, he is willing to do anything.

Knowing this, Xu Yanming did not expose him.

Just now, Ning Ning knew that their office was not easy, so she secretly asked him if she could give some talismans to the office in City J.

As you can imagine, the little girl is kind-hearted.

Secondly, Xiao Liu really tried his best.

Xu Yanming is also willing to help him.

This acquiescence put a more sincere smile on Xiao Liu's face.

The kitchen quickly became busy.

Ning Ning was awakened by the smell of rice, the fresh and sweet smell of seafood, mixed with the sweet smell of glutinous rice. The child buried in his brother's arms raised his head blankly, sniffing hard and sniffing, and the next second he was picked up by a Holding my nose with warm hands, the faint scent of sandalwood mixed with the pure scent of ice and snow became the last breath I inhaled.

"Ouch, my brother hates me."

Ning Ning frowned angrily.

Xu Yanming pinched her nose, his white fingertips were as beautiful as jade, and his nails were neatly trimmed, round and clean: "What time is it? Are you still sleeping? Can you sleep at night? It's time to get up to eat."

Ning Ning: "Is the meal ready?"

Xu Yanming said "Ah": "It's six o'clock."

Ning Ning opened her eyes wide: "Is it six o'clock?"

Did she sleep for three hours?

"Ah ah ah, brother, why don't you wake me up."

Ningning was fuming, angry, really angry. She actually slept for three hours. She was a pig, huh?

A big hand covered her head, completely blocking her view.

"Brother, I can't see you. I really can't see you."

Ningning bared her teeth and waved her little arms, asking her best friend for help: "Zhou Qianqian, help me."

Zhou Qianqian grabbed a dried persimmon and gnawed on it, slurring in her mouth: "I don't know how blessed I am when I am in the midst of blessings."

Tsk, how nice would it be for the handsome and beautiful brother to be used as a pillow for me?

Look, are you braiding her hair? !

The more Zhou Qianqian thought about it, the more depressed she became. She hugged Persimmon and threw herself into her mother's arms for comfort.

Ningning saw that Zhou Qianqian was unwilling to save her, so she puffed her mouth and wanted to pounce on her and tickle her.

"Oops, brother, my scalp hurts."

Her brother grabbed her hair and held it back obediently on the stool. His slender fingers dexterously moved through the hair, and he quickly braided it into a beautiful braid.

A rose hair comb made of white pearls is firmly inserted in the back of the head.

Her soft hair, as black as crow feathers, is dotted with white pearl flowers, which is soft and beautiful.

Ning Ning shook her little head, hey, the flower is fixed very firmly and won't fall off at all.

He turned around and gave his brother a thumbs up and smiled sweetly: "My brother has the most beautiful hair."

I immediately felt happy and happy.

Xu Yanming's cold face showed a gentle smile: "Why don't you dislike my brother now?"

Ning Ning shook her head repeatedly: "I don't mind it."

Father Su came over to take a look at her braid and thought it was really good. He praised Xu Yanming a few words and then said, "It's time to eat."

"Qianqian and I are going to wash our hands."

The two little girls held hands and ran to the nearby bathroom to wash their hands and then came back to wait for the meal.

On the turntable of a large round table, there were steaming and dazzling dishes.

Exquisite and delicious, the aroma is overwhelming.

The fresh oysters are as big as your palm. When you pry open the shell, they are tender and juicy. The plump and plump oyster meat lies in the white inner shell, just like a little beauty shyly waving to everyone.

Cut the perfumed lemon into small pieces and put it on a small white plate on the turntable. There are a few lemon clips on the side. When eating, put the lemon into the lemon clips to squeeze out the juice and pour it on the fresh oysters. The sweet oysters are paired with sourness. Sour lemon juice is suitable for all ages.

The geoduck sliced ​​into sashimi is crystal clear, the trembling clam meat is tender and white, the clam gallbladder is added with palm-sized nine-section shrimp, the fist-sized abalone is cut into slices, the best scallops, scallops, carefully selected thin After the meat is boiled, sprinkle with chopped green onions.

Each person has a bowl of seafood porridge, cooked until the thick rice grains are soft and delicious, and the mouth is smooth.

"call."

She opened her small mouth and breathed secretly into the hot porridge in the spoon. Ning Ning took a spoonful and put it into her mouth, narrowing her eyes with satisfaction: It's so delicious.

This delicacy comes from freshly caught seafood, the freshest, sweetest and richest meat.

In addition, Old Man Zhang's craftsmanship is indeed good, and he can cook a sumptuous meal of fresh seafood.

Everyone was very satisfied with the meal.

Unfortunately, once people are full, they tend to get into trouble.

No, Ningning and Qianqian had just finished a bowl of porridge. They politely refused Zhou’s mother’s request to help them serve the porridge, and decided to make enough food and clothing themselves.

"Ahem, girls, don't eat so much."

This sentence made everyone present stunned, surprised, disbelieving, and all cast cold and angry glances at him.

Feeling that he had been holding it in for a long time, the old man Zhou was startled, full of grievances: "I, am I wrong? Girls eat so much at home, they will be disliked by others when they go to their husband's house in the future, and our rules are It’s just that women can’t serve at the table. The table is men’s territory, so women should squat at the door and eat with their bowls in hand, or eat in the kitchen.”

Old man Zhou feels aggrieved. He can tolerate these women at the table. He is already very tolerant, generous and understanding, right?

He has been so wronged, and they still want to stare at him?

"You, what do you see me doing?"

The chopsticks in Old Man Zhou's hand could no longer hold the vegetables.

Xiao Liu, who was accompanying him, looked at Old Man Zhou with pity and sighed deeply: This man’s thoughts are like weeds growing in the ground. Some grasses are willing to give their seeds to the wind and let them go to a wider place with the wind. In heaven and earth, some grasses just want to stay on this land for generations. They are stubborn to the extreme and are unwilling to open their eyes and see the outside world.

They, the older generation, are just old weeds.

A great man once said: Women hold up half the sky.

Only by liberating women's labor force, allowing them to move from small square yards to thousands of jobs, and allowing them to exchange their labor for the rewards they deserve, will they be able to promote social harmony and progress. ,

Dad Zhou took a deep breath: "Dad, if you say so, we don't need to eat this meal."

Old man Zhou was stunned: "Don't want to eat? Are you hungry? What a good dish, don't waste it."

A table full of seafood costs a lot of money.

There is also wine to accompany the dishes, which are all good Moutai that has been around for fifty years.

Ning Ning suddenly said: "Grandpa, who made the rule that women can't eat at the table?"

Old man Zhou responded reflexively: "It's the rules set by our ancestors."