Fang Daya is simply Mrs.
Tian's best dog.Now, Fang Daya looked at the white noodles and the golden fried eggs in the bowl, and while thinking about going to report to her mother-in-law quickly, she subconsciously counted in her heart - this is the seventh, and her own brother also has it, why is Tian Cheng still frying?
How else to say that Fang Daya is treacherous and selfish, she counted, there were only seven people who could eat fried eggs, three in the old room, and four in the third room, and subconsciously excluded the three ladies of the big house.In her heart, she also thought the same as Mrs.
Tian, she felt that she had killed the three of the boss's mothers, why should she eat fried eggs.Fang Daya was entangled and couldn't move her legs, Tian Cheng didn't have time to pay attention to her.Shoveling out the tenth omelette, Tian Cheng poured some oil into the original pot, boiled chopped green onions and chili peppers, put in the home-made sauce, which was fragrant, added a gourd of water to let it boil, took out a potato from the side of the stove, and squatted on the side of the stove and began to peel potatoes.The aroma filled the room, and the potato skins fell one by one on the wooden board for the chickens to chop vegetables, and it was only then that Fang Daya struggled out of the aroma of the food, waking up like a dream but still unable to take her eyes off: "Little Orange, your grandmother will be angry if she finds out." ”Tian Cheng didn't raise his head, with a smile in his voice: "What's the matter, the third aunt is afraid that grandma will be angry, so you can say, you go out quickly, pretend not to know about this, these eggs and noodles, you don't eat them in the third room, grandma will definitely not blame you." ”Fang Daya is almost gritting her teeth, why don't you eat, don't eat for nothing, and pay for food!
Even if she doesn't eat it, in front of Mrs.
Tian, she may not be able to get better!
was hesitating to supervise Tian Cheng here, to prevent her from stealing food, or go back to the room first and pretend not to know, and when she came out to eat fried eggs and white noodles during dinner, she heard a loud noise at the courtyard door, and Fang Daya lifted the door curtain to take a look, yes, don't worry about it.It started to snow outside, and the people who had gone to work had returned.In winter, the doors and windows are closed tightly, and the fragrance in the house cannot be transmitted, and the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren who go to work are in the yard, and Tian Ye helps the old man Tian pat off the snow on his body, and he and Song Xiuzhi patted the snow on each other, and each went back to their respective houses.In the main room, Mrs.
Tian and Tian Jinzhi, who were sleeping on the kang, were woken up, and they were still a little confused for a while, so Tian Jinzhi asked: "Dad, why haven't you gone to work yet, it's dawning outside." ”It's a slept that is confused, and thinks half a day ago is early in the morning."
It's snowing, and the captain told everyone to go back to their homes."
The old man put his hand on the fire wall and warmed it, shivering with comfort, the room was really warm.In the small west house over there, Tian Ye didn't find Tian Cheng when he entered the door, so he was a little flustered, where did my sister go on this snowy day?
Song Xiuzhi rubbed off the slush on the soles of her shoes on the threshold, and asked Tian Ye: "What about your sister, did you see her when you came back?"
”Tian Ye shook his head and focused on the kitten on the kang head: "When did my sister come back with a cat, maybe to find food for the cat?"
”When the two of them went out, they saw Fang Daya, who was entangled and a little gloating, standing at the door of the stove room.Seeing Song Xiuzhi and her mother, Fang Daya's eyes lit up.In the falling snow, Fang Daya opened her mouth and shouted: "Wild mother, you can take a look, your dead girl is hiding from our mother, rolling white flour and fried eggs!"
”As Tian Cheng expected, this meal still ate into everyone's stomach after all.The fragrance was permeated in the main room, Mrs.
Tian's old face was long, her chin was about to drag to the kang, and her triangular eyes stared at the bowls of white noodles and fried eggs, eager to lift the table.But this table really can't be lifted.No matter what you say, the rice is cooked, and it is a waste not to eat it, and if you flip the table, these omelettes and noodles can only be fed to the chickens.What's more, if the bowl is broken, you have to buy a new one, and buying a new bowl requires not only money but also tickets, and Mrs.
Tian's account can be settled.Next to the low table on the ground, the recruiting brother and the younger brother of the third room had already buried their heads in the bowl, hula hula and shaved the noodles, in order to prevent the grandmother from snatching the fried egg back, the two clever girls had already eaten the fried egg as soon as possible.The old Sanda harvest on the kang rubbed his hands and grabbed the chopsticks: "Ouch, this is a cloudy day!"
”He was not polite, picked up the golden omelette and bit off most of it in one bite."
Tian Cheng, you dead girl, who let you make noodles and omelettes, this, how much noodles and oil have to be wasted!"
The old woman's lips trembled for a long time, and at last she spoke.Tian Cheng ignored her and vigorously plucked noodles into his brother's bowl.When she was cooking just now, Fang Daya was afraid of being punished with her, so she went back to the east house early, pretending not to know about it, Tian Cheng took the opportunity to fill the bowl in the big room a little more, not now, there are too many noodles in her bowl, and she can also dial some for her younger brother."
Yezi, hurry up and eat, mother, you eat too!"
Seeing Tian Cheng's calm look, the old woman finally got angry, grabbed the tea jar at hand, thought about it and was reluctant to throw it out, turned around and touched it on the kang covered with oilcloth, grabbed the broom and wanted to throw it at Tian Cheng.Before the broom left his hand, he was snatched down by the old man Tian: "Okay, the meal is ready, let's eat it in An'ansheng, if there is anything to eat, the emperor is not hungry." ”Tian Fengshou swallowed the last bite of the fried egg, picked up a chopstick of white noodles, and said with a smile: "That is, even if you want to cut off your head, you have to give you a full meal first." ”Old man Tian has no sense of existence in this family, except for work, he rarely speaks, and now that he has spoken, Mrs.
Tian still has to give this face.Bai Tian Fengshou glanced at him, and snorted stupidly, Mrs.
Tian picked up the bowl in front of her and began to pull the noodles in a big gulp.Not to mention, the food cooked by this dead girl is weirdly delicious.The hall was filled with the sound of sucking noodles, Fang Daya's face was frightened, and she ate quickly, for fear that she would be asked to go back by Mrs.
Tian if she moved slowly, Tian Ye looked at this and that, pulled the chopsticks, and hid the fried egg at the bottom of the bowl, Song Xiuzhi silently lowered her head to eat, she couldn't see any expression, and she didn't seem to have any idea about her daughter's bold behavior.Mrs.
Tian looked bitter and hateful, and looked at the six "outsiders" on the small table below with a drooping face, which food they ate was simply her life.A meal was half as fast as usual, and Brother Zhao was the first to finish eating, and quickly cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks with her head down, she knew in her heart that after eating, her grandmother would definitely clean up the oranges, and she had to quickly hide in the stove house by washing the dishes, so as not to suffer from the fish in the pond.As soon as the old man Tian put down his chopsticks, he saw that the snow had stopped outside, so he wiped his mouth and went out to clear the snow.He only cares about dying and living outside to earn work, and he doesn't care about the affairs of the family.Tian Fengshou leaned against the edge of the wall of fire, gloating with a grim face.()