"Haha, little naughty, is your name Qiao Yu? Auntie also bought you a gift, do you like it?" Yang Ping took out another small jade pendant in the shape of Guanyin and shook it at Qiao Yu who came out of the room.
Ye Yangjian, who followed him later, saw his mother giving away gifts and curled his lips without saying anything. Yang Ping had never given him anything like a pendant since he was a child, and he didn't even think about it.
Ouyang Bing, who was also meeting Ye Yangjian's parents for the first time, was even more embarrassed. Because of the mission, she had to pretend to be Ye Yangjian's girlfriend. Fortunately, the gentle night mother Yang Ping was not a difficult 'mother-in-law'.
After a while, the two of them found an entry point for communication through cosmetics. After talking about fashion and jewelry, the two of them had become so familiar with each other that they were like good sisters who have known each other for a long time. Ye Yangjian couldn't help but deeply lamented the friendship that women have built.
Ye Wenzhong lamented how much it would cost the two women to go shopping in the afternoon. After Zhan Hao on the side also joined the conversation... In the end, the father and son had to lament together that women's friendship is indeed based on age and national boundaries.
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The women were chatting and the men couldn't get in the conversation. The three old men were unfortunately forced to go to the kitchen to cook. The house itself was not only a hundred or ten square meters, and the kitchen was even smaller, only a few square meters. Ye Yangjian
Two strong men, Ye Wenzhong and Ye Wenzhong, stood inside. The space to turn around was actually not very large. Plus the young man Qiao Yu, it was really not spacious enough...
"Order! Xiaoyu washes rice and cooks!"
"Oh..." Qiao Yu held the rice cooker, blinked his big eyes and nodded.
"Order! Xiaojian chops vegetables!"
"Yes! Resolutely complete the task..." Ye Yangjian held the kitchen knife in his hand and said with a flourish.
Ye Wenzhong laughed heartily. He put on his apron, lit the gas stove, added oil to the pot, and started cooking properly...
In most families, women cook, but that doesn’t mean women’s cooking must be better than men’s. Otherwise, why are all the chefs men? Ye Wenzhong is actually good at cooking. Fendu
Delicious crystal meatballs, rosy five-color dry-roasted fish, farm-style chicken stuffed with mushrooms, green vegetables with mushrooms, spicy and delicious mapo tofu, plus two seasonal vegetables with pleasant colors,
Finally, I made a red and yellow tomato and egg soup, which was placed on a full table. The aroma suddenly filled the room, which won unanimous praise from all the women in the house. After everyone sat down around the dining table, the house immediately felt like home.
Taste. Ye Yangjian sincerely admired it secretly for a long time, and decided whether to go to Cui Liang, Xiaoke or Uncle San to learn how to cook from a decent teacher.
Ye Wenzhong dug out a few cardboard boxes from under Ye Yangjian's bed. They were filled with good wines that his father, Ye Zhijun, had left for his grandson. He took out a bottle at random and blew off the dust on it. After opening it, there was already some
I sniffed the dilapidated packaging box with satisfaction.
"It's a good day today. Come and try the good wine collected by the old fox." Ye Wenzhong said with a laugh. He was holding a bottle of 'Bamboo Leaf Green' that had been placed in an emerald green color for who knows how many years.
When I opened a bottle of wine that was originally full, I saw that only two-thirds of it was left. After all, the wine smells like old wine. As soon as the bottle cap was opened, Ye Yangjian felt that the wine bug in his stomach suddenly awakened. Even though it was not very
Yang Ping, who was drinking, smiled and nodded.
"Aunt Yang, what kind of wine is this? Why is it green in color? And it smells delicious..." Ouyang Bing doesn't drink much. Of course he doesn't know about Zhuyeqing, a divine product in wine. He just thinks that
The green color is very pleasing and the fragrance is very fragrant, that's why I asked this question.
"This, haha, this is the wine collection of Jian'er's grandfather, my father-in-law Ye Zhijun. The old man is an old cadre. He has been honest all his life and has never taken advantage of the country. He has no hobbies. He just likes wine. So his
When old friends or colleagues come to visit during the Chinese New Year or holidays, they will try their best to bring a few bottles of good wine to the old man. The old man is a good drinker, but he does not drink much. All the good wine is put away and reserved for the athletes...
"Yang Ping said to Ouyang Bing with a smile as if she was recalling the past.
"This wine, when I married into the Ye family, the old man said that if I gave birth to a boy in the future, all the stored wine would be reserved as a wedding wine for my grandson's wedding. It is not allowed to be opened until a major wedding. Today we are...
What a blessing..." Night Mother Yang Ping looked at her grown son and Ouyang Bing with a smile, and said intentionally or unintentionally.
"Auntie~" Ouyang Bing immediately understood Yang Ping's hint, and his face turned red and a little hot. He thought to himself, 'This family is too straightforward!'
"Haha! It seems that we will need a big house soon. How happy it is to live together as a big family! Come, come, come, eat, eat, try my craftsmanship! Haohao, Xiaoyu, you two eat more
, the dishes cooked by your uncle Ye are not available to ordinary people. I think this was also one of my special skills in picking up girls~'Men go to the kitchen, the new social trend'~" Ye Wenzhong laughed and filled himself a glass.
Take the first sip.
"Drink slowly~ If you drink like this, you are just wasting a good thing. This is Grandpa's wine collection! If you don't understand, just learn..." Ye Yangjian was very dissatisfied with Ye Wenzhong's lack of care for wine, so he picked up the wine glass first.
After watching and listening, after doing enough homework, he raised his head and sucked it off. His movements were exactly the same as those of Ye Wenzhong. Ye Wenzhong saw his son struggling for so long just to pretend to be a b*tch.
I just did better foreplay than you, but endurance is the key!
"These two men fight all day long!" Yang Ping said with a smile after serving food to her 'daughter-in-law' and the two little guys.
Bamboo Leaf Green has a slightly cool nature and a low alcohol content. It is a soft wine and is generally suitable for tasteful elderly people. Everyone tasted a little for the sake of freshness, but most of the half bottles on the table were not enough for these two men. In the blink of an eye,
The wine had bottomed out. Ye Wenzhong was enjoying his drink but the wine was gone. He immediately moved his chair and stood up. He turned around and planned to get another bottle to drink but was stopped by Ye Yangjian.
"Old man, why don't you waste it a little less? Grandpa left a few boxes for me. If you drink them all, how can I entertain others when I get married?" Ye Yangjian felt so distressed~! I heard the merchant who collects alcohol at the entrance of the community say that this kind of thing
Ten-year-old bamboo leaves are now worth a lot of money~
"Son, this drink is not enough, it is definitely not a happy thing. Your handsome dad is happy today but he didn't drink well. You can figure it out!" Ye Wenzhong took out the Great China, slapped it on the table, and gave him a fierce punch.
said the son.
"Do you really want to drink?" Ye Yangjian raised his eyebrows provocatively.
"Stop talking nonsense, I don't know you yet! Bring me some good wine." Ye Wenzhong knew his son too well, so this move was called playing hard to get.
"Yes! You wait." Ye Yangjian was unambiguous. He went back to the house and took out two one-pound bottles of 65-degree military Red Star Erguotou from the cabinet and slapped it on the table.
"Your uncle~! If you have a grenade, don't you know how to take it out early to honor your handsome father~ His sister! I drank the bamboo leaf green until I turned pale in my mouth~ Hahahaha..." Ye Wenzhong's eyes turned red when he saw the August 1st Army emblem on the bottle.
Oh, I really give you a pillow to sleep on! My son is so considerate...
"That's it!" Ye Yangjian stopped rambling. He opened a bottle on the spot and took a sip. The burning sensation in his throat immediately made his blood boil. When he put down the bottle, a tear flowed from the corner of his eye.
"Okay! Come on!" Ye Wenzhong's temper was unyielding, especially in front of his own son. He opened his mouth and took a deep breath...