Chapter 89 Back to the Bowl

Look at Feng's fake face with a smile, Wang said lightly, "Just come, just sit down."

Molan is also helpless. Many of them are here, and they can't be kicked out. Although they are separated, they are all Mo's people in the eyes of outsiders. If they kick people out today, those good things can kill their people behind their backs.

Feng led Cui and several people to sit down and said to the two aunts of the Mo family, "Sister, the second sister has come early. Why don't you go home? If we had known that the eldest sister and the second sister had come, we would have come and chat with her earlier.

"It's the same with the aunt. The two aunts came. Why did they say it? Why is this outsider? It makes it as if we are not from the Mo family." Cui also curled his lips and said.

"If you have something to eat, just eat it. There are so many words! Is your aunt what you should say? You can't stop your mouth even if you have a meal. Chen Mo, the second aunt, looked at Feng's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law and said harshly.

"You too. Your aunt is shaking now. Does she have money? What about her? Aren't you looking for mold? Haven't you seen your second aunt say let her eat? Why don't you move your chopsticks?" Feng seemed to be talking about his daughter-in-law, but that was satirizing Wang.

As soon as Cui Shi listened to her mother-in-law's words, she was not ambiguous. After picking up some food for Dalang and Mo Ju, she began to mess with her mouth.

"Mom, I don't eat this meat. I want to eat chicken." After saying that, Dalang grabbed the plate of chicken.

The chicken is braised chicken, which has been cut into small pieces by Liu and re-sized on the plate. It looks very tempting.

Erlang grabbed a chicken thigh with one hand. After thinking about it, he put a chicken thigh into a bowl, and then reached out to grab a piece of chicken breast to see if he still wanted to grab it. Chen Mo's eyesned and said, "I'm from Changsheng's family, take care of Dalang. Don't look like you

"Second aunt, Dalang is the eldest grandson of the Mo family. Who are you going to feed him if you don't give him food? Look at how hungry he is, won't you feel sorry?" Instead of stopping Dalang, Cui not only took a few pieces of chicken and put them in the bowl.

"It's not promising!" Chen Mo said something and stopped talking to them.

Because it is a hospitality, the woman's side has nothing to serve except Wang's accompanying the guests. Liu and Qiu have been frying the steamed meatballs in the stove. I'm going to take it back to all the families when everyone is leaving.

"Uncle, sister-in-law, what are they doing? It smells strange. Why don't you give it up?" Cui smelled the smell of fried food and thought about it.

"This old dish is not enough for you to eat. How big a belly can hold that old one." Chen Mo looked at her distly and said to her.

"Aren't I afraid that my aunts won't eat well? The second sister-in-law's mother and sister-in-law are all here, afraid that they will also say that our old Mo's family is reluctant to give food. Cui was not embarrassed at all, but said that she was thinking for others.

"We don't have worms in our stomachs, and we are not as greedy as some people. This table of dishes usually can't even be eaten during the Spring Festival. It's really bad to say that we don't have enough." Molan's grandma couldn't see Cui's crazy appearance and satirized her.

Cui ignored her and whispered to Dalang, "Let's see what your two aunts make in the stove. If there is a good one, bring some."

Dalang was nibbling with pig's trotters in his hand. Hearing his mother's words, he didn't put it down. He ran to the stove while nibbling.

After a while, he ran back and muttered loudly, "They were frying meatballs there. They blew up a lot. They didn't let me take it, saying that it would be used for customers later. There are also many dishes, chicken, fish and meat on the chopping board.

Everyone listened to his words and stared at Cui fiercely, knowing that it was her attention.

"I said that the aunt is too stingy. What a good dish there are in the stove. Why don't you keep up? Look at the chicken on our table. The meat is empty. It's not easy to treat a guest, but he's so stingy that he doesn't have enough to eat. What is this? As soon as Cui Shi heard this, he asked for a dish.

"Third aunt, those dishes are prepared for the table of the master and the patriarch. Put them here again. If you want them later, there will be no more. Then let my mother cut the third aunt and serve them up?" Molan really didn't like her appearance and hurt her.

"What are you talking about? I'm your aunt. How about eating a few bites of your dishes? It's stingy, and I'm not afraid of people saying it. Cui Shi relies on the large number of people today, and the big house wants to face up.

"Yes, yes, we are stingy. Let's invite the aunt to have a visit. Don't be stingy. I heard that big families eat some ginseng wings. Why don't you get some for me? If it doesn't work, get some bird's nests for you to drink. Molan is sarcastic about Cui.

"You, you hairy girl, who said I wanted to treat guests? Your teeth are so sharp. Let's see how you find your mother-in-law in the future." Cui muttered Molan.

"What do you say in front of the children? If your mother-in-law is not your mother-in-law's family, you can go back if you are blind. It's bad luck for the old Mo family to marry you as a daughter-in-law." Chen Mo patted the chopsticks and trained Cui.

"Can't you say it without saying it? I got it right." Cui Shi muttered in a low voice and began to compete in his mouth again.

Dalang saw that the delicious food on the table was almost eaten by them. He got up and ran to the stove, and Molan looked behind him.

As soon as Molan entered, she saw Dalang's eyes touching. I guess it looked so good and secretly took it away.

Molan quickly walked to the chopping board and said with a smile, "Brother Lang, what do you want to eat? Lanlan will get it for you."

"You don't have to worry about the stinky girl. Go away." Dalang's mouth was full of oil. Looking at Molan standing there in the way of him, he was very angry.

Molan picked up a kitchen knife with a smile and said to Dalang, "Brother Dalang, do you want to eat this? I heard that human flesh is delicious. Why don't I get some for Brother Dalang to taste?

"You, how dare you?" Dalang's voice trembled a little, and he didn't understand. How could his cousin take a knife and smile happily? It was the same last time. She said that if she dared to sue, she would beat herself with Erlang and Momei. The time she said was also very happy, but when she saw her smile, she was scared.

"Do you want to try it? Lanlan is weak and can't hold the knife. In case she touches Brother Dalang, don't cry. Molan's smile became more and more brilliant.

"Brother, mother told you, let's go back." Mo Ju at the door looked at her trembling brother and asked him to go.

"Well, play with the knife by yourself. The knife falls down and cuts your feet. I'll go back to the table and continue to eat." Dalang snorted and turned back.

Mo Lan took a serious look at Mo Ju and shook the knife in her hand with a smile. The light of hatred in Mo Ju's eyes, with a trace of timidity in the light, turned her head and left.

"You girl, why don't you put down the knife? It's not heavy. Don't really fall down and hit your foot." Qiu talked about Molan while turning over the balls with a fence.

Mo Lan put down the knife with a smile and ran to the side of the stove. She knew that Dalang was coming to steal things. The aunt and her mother must not be able to wipe their faces, so she followed in.

Qiu looked at his daughter coming, took a bowl and grabbed the meatballs from the big contemptive basket, and handed them to Mo Lan and said, "Eat some first. I don't know when it will be over. You can fill your stomach first."

Molan was not polite. She picked up the meatballs and gave them to her mother and aunt, and began to eat them herself. This meatball is crispy on the outside, fresh and tender on the inside, and very delicious.

When everyone is full and going back, the Mo family began to bring back the meatballs in a big bowl, because each family basically has children. It's also a good idea to go back to some fried meatballs for the children.

Looking at the patriarchs in the village, one person left with a sea bowl with satisfaction. Everyone in the Mo family also breathed out.

"I said sister-in-law, give us back the bowl, and we're going home." Feng saw that the villagers had basically left, so she shouted that she wanted to go, not to mention taking the balls back.

"I'll take it." Molan shouted, turned around and ran to the stove.

After a while, she came out with a heavy sea bowl and said to Feng, "This is the bowl given back. Take it quickly. It's too heavy. Lanlan didn't eat anything and she's tired."

Feng was dumbfounded when he looked at the things in Molan's bowl. Isn't this a ball? What's in this bowl is obviously leftover rice soup. She darkened her face and said harshly, "What's wrong with you, girl? You fool me with broken things. Why are they all meatballs? When it comes to us, this is broken vegetable soup, or the leftovers. Why don't you change the balls for me?"

"Second mistress, isn't there such a rule in the village? Every time after the guests, will the rest of the dishes be divided with those who are close to me? What? Did Lan Lan do something wrong? Molan frowned and was puzzled.

"Lan'er didn't do anything wrong. Why don't you take it over quickly? The elder is not like an elder. Your father is also a scholar. How can he teach a daughter like you?" Chen Mo couldn't see it, so he came forward and talked about his sister-in-law.

"What did the second aunt say? It was originally the aunt who was stingy and didn't give us meatballs back. Why did you talk about my mother?" Cui disseded and grieved for his mother-in-law.

"That's all about you. I'll give you balls. Why should I give you balls? You didn't come until the banquet started. Isn't this Qing waiting to eat? If you have a picky meal, you will have a lot of things to do. It's good to give you a bowl of vegetables. If it's me, I won't give you any vegetable soup." Chen Mo seems to be very dissatisfied at the table today. Now that there are no outsiders, he is trying to train Cui.

"Dyan, it's not rare for them. What are you still doing? Don't be tired. Take it back." Wang whispered to Molan, and his expression was full of irony.

"Who said we didn't want it? Lai Hao, there is still meat here. It's hot to eat at night, which is also a dish. When Cui Shi saw that Molan was going to take it back, he hurriedly changed his words and said that he wanted it. After that, he reached out to pick up Molan's bowl.