"Tsk!"

"How much? Is one bowl enough?"

Knowing that her husband's intentions were for the good of herself and her daughter, He Yanqing was neither angry nor happy, so she simply turned her head and continued cooking: "You can watch it yourself!"

"Hey, Lao Zhang, you're here, sit down quickly, sit down quickly, what are you doing with so many things..."

Grandpa An Ji made arrangements and invited people to come into the house and sit down: "Yan Qing just said that he wanted you to come over to celebrate the festival. It's going to be lively."

"Well, I'm disturbing your family from celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival." Although they are old neighbors, Lao Zhang, who has lived alone for these years, has been immersed in loneliness every day. Now he comes to other people's homes with gifts, obviously a little restrained, "Hey,

Those that I can’t finish eating or drinking, I thought I’d give them to you.”

"My clothes are for sitting outside. Your sofa is clean. If I put some cushions on it, you can clean it up." Uncle Zhang is a very particular person, and he is very polite when visiting other people's homes.

"Hey, no, no, no, we don't talk about this at home, sit down quickly." He Yanqing walked out of the kitchen with the dishes and followed his parents.

"Yes, yes, we don't talk about this at home..."

It has to be said that He Yanqing really had the confidence to teach An Ji and his daughter that cooking food is not for human consumption.

Seeing that the troublemaking father and daughter were driven out of the kitchen, He Yanqing cooked a table of dishes, ranging from the usual home-cooked dishes to the Longjing Shrimp for entertaining guests.

There is no shortage of Dongpo pork for the elderly.

After eating and drinking, the three old people gathered together to talk about the past. The three members of He Yanqing's family are all juniors. Even if everyone has no scruples, it is difficult to share old memories with the older generation.

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"Hey, when my girl got married, I said I would buy her a hamburger as a dowry, but everyone looked down on me." For some reason, Uncle Zhang suddenly mentioned the hamburger, which made him droop.

An Ji, who was holding his head, raised his ears.

"It's not that...these old things nowadays, like us, can't keep up with the times." Grandma An Ji couldn't help sighing, "It's just a pity that those good craftsmanship will not be seen by children in the future.

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"Really." Uncle Zhang slapped his leg anxiously, "After I told her at that time, I still planned to buy it for her. After all, it is the blessing of our older generation... It's a pity that I can't find it!"
Chapter completed!