Cultivation through the farm gate

After hearing this, Murong Qi tilted his head and thought for a while, then spread out his five fingers and pointed his fingers: "If you don't count yesterday's warming banquet, what I ate the day before yesterday was chicken with mushrooms, Dongpo pork, and garlic ribs. My sister said meat Vegetarian food, so I added stir-fried choy sum, and tomato and egg soup.”

After hearing the name of the dish he said, all the people present looked at him with stunned expressions.

This... is this what they usually eat now?

How does it feel like Chinese New Year?

It seems that their family didn't eat such a good Chinese New Year, did they?

"Cousin, are you talking about what your family usually eats?" Jiang Zhu asked in disbelief.

Murong Qi blinked and said, "That's right! Is there any problem?"

"Then when did your family start eating like this?"

"Hmm~" Murong Qi tilted his head thinking again.

"It seems to be after the divorce!" Murong Qi said with some uncertainty.

Before he washed his marrow, his memory was not as good as it is now, so it is normal for him to forget.

At this time Murong Hao came in with two plates of scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

"Grandpa, why don't you eat first?" Murong Hao looked at the people in the room strangely.

The Jiang Zhen sisters stood aside and looked at Murong Qi in astonishment.

The same was true for Jiang Pingfeng and his wife, only Jiang Yuan was drooling.

And ** Hong looked at Murong Qi with relief.

Seeing Murong Hao come in, he said with a smile: "Xiao Hao! Come and eat together! Don't worry about it, this is enough."

When Murong Hao heard this, he said with a smile: "Okay, it's a bit late today, grandpa, you can make do with it first! When Xiaoyue wakes up tomorrow, let her make a table of delicious food to honor your elders."

"Xiaohao, is this what you call making do? You don't even know our family..."

"Cough~" Before Jiang Pingfeng finished speaking, he was interrupted by his wife coughing.

Lu Shi glared at him, then greeted with a smile: "Sit down and eat quickly! Otherwise, the dishes will be cold."

After finishing speaking, he went to serve the meal. Seeing this, Jiang Zhen also went up to help.

And Jiang Zhu took Jiang Yuan to the table and sat down, then left the main room.

After a while, an empty plate came in.

Served a bowl of rice, and then took the empty plate to pick up vegetables.

Most of the sandwiches are vegetables, and there is almost no meat and tomato scrambled eggs.

Seeing this, Murong Hao directly reached out and took the plate in her hand.

"Cousin, that's for my mother." Jiang Zhu said.

"I know it's for my aunt. My aunt has been worrying about it all day, so I should eat some good vegetables instead of these vegetables." Murong Hao put all the vegetables on the plate into his own bowl, and didn't stop until there was a little left.

"Xiao Hao is right, your mother is worried about your father, this should be something good." Jiang Pingfeng nodded.

"But..." Jiang Zhu knew her own mother's temperament, she would rather be hungry than feed others before eating, if she caught too much meat, she would definitely be scolded by her.

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by ** Hong: "Okay, listen to your cousin, if your mother scolds you, just say that I let her eat."

Everyone in the family knows Sun's temperament, a typical good wife and mother.

Murong Hao put meat and tomato scrambled eggs on the empty plate, and didn't stop until the plate was almost full.

Then he brought over the bowl containing the rice and poured some tomato scrambled egg juice into it.

"Okay, you can bring it to Auntie!" Murong Hao returned the bowl and the plate full of vegetables to Jiang Zhu.

Looking at the full dishes, Jiang Zhu's eyes felt hot.

Her mother hasn't eaten such a good meal for a long time.

In fact, it wasn't just her mother who hadn't eaten it, everyone in Jiang's family hadn't had such a good meal for a long time.

When Jiang Zhu brought it to Sun, he told her what happened just now.

After hearing this, Sun burst into tears again, this time not crying in sorrow, but in joy.

I am even more grateful to the Murong Hao brothers and sisters.

If it wasn't for Murong Yue's arrival, her husband-in-law would probably be hopeless.

It is also impossible to eat such a good meal, and I am also grateful to Murong Hao for remembering her great aunt, and personally serving her food.