Chapter 97 970,000 family thoughts, at the dinner table of the Lan family
Everyone in the circle knows that the Lan family and the Meng family are at odds.
But this does not prevent the Wan family from wanting to take advantage of both, so that no one will be offended if the two benefit.
When there are benefits, the Lanmeng family is the common in-laws of the Wan brothers, and they love each other as a family.
When it’s not good, the Lan Meng family is just the in-laws of the brothers in the next room, so it’s just a matter of separating the relationship.
In short, in the perception of the Wan family, everything is based on interests. They can pretend to be deaf, dumb, crazy and stupid.
The Wan family is all selfish. Even though Wan Qianqian is Wan Jiye's old daughter, she is just a **** used by him to win the relationship, and he doesn't pay much attention to it.
When the children and grandchildren grow up like this, Mr. Wan is also heartbroken, but he has nothing to do, so he moves out to live alone.
Of course, Wan Qianqian, who is still a child at heart, naturally doesn't know her position in her father's heart.
Usually, her parents satisfy all her material needs and vanity needs, and she develops an arrogant, domineering and supercilious temperament.
In her cognition, she is a high-ranking lady who can trample everyone under her feet.
Lan Tianqin is the only setback she has encountered so far on her growth path.
For this reason, the desire to conquer is infinitely inflated, and it is bound to be won.
But Lan Tianqin is very tired of this kind of girl who is delicate, artificial, selfish and domineering, and doesn't like to see her at all.
Every time I saw Wan Qianqian who came over, I would walk away with a cold face, not wanting to waste a word on her.
Although Wan Qianqian was angry, she was not discouraged at all. Instead, she became more courageous with frustration.
Wan Qianqian is too lazy to attend the engagement banquet between Wan Yan and Meng Wenjun today. She hates Meng Wenjun, especially when her uncle flatters the Meng family and embarrasses the Wan family. Almost a rich family background, a status in the imperial capital, and an equally domineering young lady.
Then I asked my best friend to squat outside the courtyard of Lan's house again.
People are squatting down, but there is an unsightly mulberry leaf, and it seems that they have an unusual relationship with Lan Tianqin.
The little girl's jealousy erupted, and it was only then that Brother Tianqin shouted, making everyone tremble.
Lan’s yard is surrounded by small waist-high brick walls covered with blue tiles, white walls and black tiles, the most traditional color scheme.
Some vines are planted around the courtyard wall, which can block some sight, but not completely.
Wan Qianqian was standing on the path outside the yard, facing each other across the wall, her eyes filled with indescribable grievances and injuries.
Lan Tianqin didn't bother to talk to her at all: "Little Manzi Yezi, let's go in, Aunt Du should be cooking."
Mulberry got up and left without saying a word.
Sang Ye blew a whistle at Wan Qianqian, put her arms around Lan Tianqin, and walked up and down.
Lan Tianqin bent over to match the height of the mulberry leaves, his slender figure was forced to twist, and the smile on his face was unprecedentedly brilliant.
Wan Qianqian looked at it, and almost tore the expensive little dress with her hands.
Beside Wan Qianqian's best friend, Lu Hongxia, looked at Wan Qianqian tremblingly, hesitating to speak.
Lu Hongxia's family background is average, and she is said to be Wan Qianqian's best friend, but in fact she is just a small follower.
Like Wan Qianqian, children from certain family backgrounds will always be accompanied by one or two small followers. This is very common in the circle, and it seems to have become a standard for this generation to show their identity and background.
But the upright, resolute, simple and honest older generation don't want to see such a junior.
The glory advocated by the older generation is based on their own strength and hard work, step by step, instead of relying on the glory of the elders, showing off their power and swaggering through the market.
This kind of younger generation who relies on their elders and tramples on others to show their abilities is very unpopular to the older generation. The older generation hates such vanity, ostentation, and extravagance.
So, even though Wan Qianqian was the granddaughter of Mr. Wan, Mr. Wan still disliked it very much, and he said early on that the juniors were not allowed to use his face to act.
Naturally, his obstinate way of thinking is not liked by the younger generation.
The Wan family, except for one Wan Yan who knows current affairs, will pretend to be in front of the old man, and the other grandchildren will pretend that the old man is not there.
Perhaps, they didn't realize at all that the Wan family really relied on who.
Needless to say, the Lan family, the Wan family's calculations, they can see clearly.
Even if they didn't have these calculations, they couldn't see the character of the Wan family.
Apart from respecting Mr. Wan, the Lan family only treated everyone else with a superficially passable attitude, keeping them at arm's length.
Wan Qianqian wants to be with Lan Tianqin, but the Lan family disagrees.
It's a pity that Wan Qianqian couldn't understand it, or, because of her arrogant young lady attitude, she didn't bother to look at it.
"Qianqian, we..."
Before Lu Hongxia finished speaking, Wan Qianqian slapped her backhand, and her face became red and swollen in an instant.
Wan Qianqian didn't even look at her, but turned and left.
To her, Lu Hongxia is just a domesticated animal. Let alone a slap, it is Lu Hongxia's honor to kill and eat meat.
Lu Hongxia covered her face, she was used to being slapped, but she was not numb. Every slap was deeply in her heart, and her lowered eyes were full of resentment.
At noon, at the Lan family's dinner table, Du Juping used her housekeeping skills to prepare a table of luxurious meals.
After more than half a year, the old man sat at the dinner table with his family for the first time, and the whole family was very impressed and even more grateful.
Du Juping and Weizhou also served at the table together. The Lan family doesn't have so many rules, and Du Juping and Weizhou are old people who have been with the old man for more than ten years.
In truth, they are no different from family members. They usually eat together at the table.
At the dinner table, Du Juping specially brought a large pot of tea eggs and put them in front of Mulberry Ye: "Ye Zi, Tianqin said that you like to eat tea eggs made by auntie. These are specially made by auntie for you. Eat more."
Mulberry leaf was not polite at all, took one and rubbed off the shell and stuffed it in his mouth.
"Yes, it's delicious. Auntie Du's tea eggs are different. Thank you, Auntie Du."
Du Juping was overjoyed by the compliment: "It's fine if you like it, don't eat too much now, this can be left for a while, the longer it is, the more delicious it will be. Let's eat the vegetables first, eat more, and eat more mulberry, too. You're welcome. "
"Yes, sister Du's craftsmanship is very good, you can eat it freely, little mandarin leaves, if you like, next time you come, ask Aunt Du to make it." Qi Kexin also greeted with a smile, and reached out to pick up vegetables for the two children.
The brothers and sisters are not polite masters.
After thanking them, they buried their heads in hard work. The brothers and sisters were serious about cooking.
Mulberry leaves can be eaten, that is obvious. The hand didn't stop, it kept stuffing into the mouth, the small mouth seemed to be full no matter what, the little girl ate fast and steadily.
Mulberries can be eaten, but they can be eaten without showing mountains and dews. He looked slow, but he ate a lot.
In short, the appetites of these two are not so good.
Watching the brothers and sisters eat, the appetites of the others couldn't help but increase.
Lan Tianqin, who usually eats an average amount, couldn't help but eat an extra bowl of rice.
Master Lan couldn't help eating half a bowl of liquid food.
Not to mention other people, under the exaggeration of the brothers and sisters, their appetites were whetted.
Especially Lan Changshu and Weizhou.
Both of them have high-intensity work, and they usually have a good appetite. Today, they are even more motivated to compete with the siblings. No matter what, they can't eat or beat the two children, right?
Mulberry leaves are six percent full, and have time to talk.
Grinning his mouth happily: "Uncle Lan, Uncle Wei, you two should be enough. If it breaks, we won't be responsible. Our family can eat, it's heredity, ordinary people can't compare."
"As for my grandma, I hate that our siblings and my dad eat too much, and give us a ration for each meal, always saying that we are nothing, a bottomless pit that cannot be filled."
Qi Kexin felt a little distressed when she heard it: "Aren't you hungry for every meal? Is there not enough food at home? From now on, I will come to my aunt's house when I am hungry, and my aunt's house will have enough food."
Sang Ye said happily: "How should I put it, we can't be hungry, but we can't have enough to eat, just like my grandma said, we are a bottomless pit, no matter how much food we can hold."
"Our family, our father and son, all use this kind of pot for rice." Sang Ye pointed to the pot that contained tea eggs that were bigger than his head: "We can't eat the rare one if we make two pots. I can only do one pot."
"Pair it with some meat and vegetables, steamed buns and steamed buns, and you'll be half full. Every time I see us eating, my grandma will twitch in distress, cursing and swearing at the surname Sang is not a good thing, but it's fun. "
The Lan family... They feel sorry for it early, and they have to eat it in this way.
The two brothers and sisters are thin and small, and they didn't realize how edible they are.
Sang Ye was talking excitedly, her hands were not idle, she kept stuffing her mouth, but it didn't hinder her from speaking at all.
"My brother and I are on good terms. We both look like my mother. My grandma looks pleasing to the eye. I eat a lot. My grandma scolds me at most."
"My dad can't do it. My grandma said that the longer my dad grows, the more he looks like my dead grandpa. She looks at it and is upset. Once my dad eats too much, he will be beaten by my grandma."
"My grandma's iron sand palm, with a slap, can slap people into concussions. Thanks to my dad's rough skin and thick flesh, he is used to being spanked by my grandma, otherwise we would be gone."
The Lan family members have a strange look on their faces, and your grandma is quite interesting.
Sang Ye suddenly sighed: "If we can look as good-looking as my mother, I think my grandma won't deduct our rations, what a pity."
Is this a pity? A lot, right?
Everyone was amused by the appearance of Mulberry Ye.
Du Juping said happily: "So, your grandma likes your mother very much?"
"That's right, my grandma only has my mother in her eyes. For my mother, my grandma can deny all relatives. Our family, the three of us surnamed Sang, are all worthless losers. They are useless except for wasting food. My mother is the only one." precious."
"My grandma said that the only personal thing my father did was to marry my mother back home. If we hadn't had a son before we could have a daughter-in-law, our family might not have a place for my father."
Everyone in the Lan family watched Sang Ye's expressive complaints, and couldn't help laughing.
Mulberry has a constipated face, such a shameless sister, you can lose it, don't you know that the family ugliness should not be publicized?
The old man smiled and said, "Your grandma must be a very capable lesbian, right?"
Sang Ye straightened up: "It must be, in our Gubai brigade, my grandma is the most powerful in the village."
This is not a good reputation. Everyone in the Lan family touched their noses, expressing that they can forget about it.
But Sang Ye thinks this name is very popular: "My grandmother earns more work points than men, and the pigs I raise are the fattest in the village. My grandmother can quarrel with ten aunts and aunts at the same time without losing. Milk can put a man down."
Your milk is really awesome.
Mulberries help the forehead, grandma knows, and will thank you, good granddaughter.
At the dinner table, Sang Ye began to talk endlessly about her grandma's glorious deeds.
The Lan family laughed loudly when they heard that, Mulberry has chosen to be autistic, girl, you'd better pray that grandma won't know about it.
(end of this chapter)