70 villain's mother, I will take the cub to eat melons and watch the show

snort!Xu Qian, you bitch, after I give birth, she will have to settle the debt with her sooner or later.

The last time she scolded the couple so harshly, she always kept this account in her heart.

When Zhou Wenjun looked up with a smile, he happened to see Wang Mei staring at Xu Qian resentfully.

Seeing this, he couldn't help frowning.It seems that I have to talk to his mother about this matter. After he leaves for work in the next year, let his mother pay more attention to this Wang Mei.

Don't let her bully his little wife.

There is a long-standing grievance between Wang Mei and his daughter-in-law, and he doesn't want his daughter-in-law to suffer any harm.

With him at home in the past few months, he was naturally not afraid.But after he left after the year, the only ones left in the family were the children, who couldn't protect Qianqian at all.

It seems that we still need to communicate more with the eldest brother and the third brother.

Thinking of this, Zhou Wenjun looked at the bowl, there were still two untouched steamed buns, then picked up the steamed buns, put the remaining vegetables and meat in them, and walked to Zhou Wenbing's side.

"Third brother, you and the children should share these two steamed buns! Your sister-in-law makes a lot at noon, and it's not good to have leftovers."

"Thank you, brother."

Zhou Wenbing saw that there was still meat in the steamed bun, and he immediately understood that this was Zhou Wenjun's intention.

Cooking these days is made by counting rice grains, who can make more? And there is meat in it.

These two steamed buns are said to be extra.

Actually not.

Zhou Wenjun had a big appetite, and with the addition of farm work, Xu Qian was afraid that he would not have enough to eat, so she prepared some more.

In fact, even if he didn't eat these two steamed buns, Zhou Wenjun would already be full.If you have to let him eat it, you can definitely finish it.But he didn't do that.

Instead, they distributed the steamed buns to Zhou Wenbing, who was less qualified.Let him share with several nieces.

In the society of later generations, if he really did this, others might think he was humiliating others.

But not in this age.

Every grain of food in this era is very precious.No one is willing to share their food with others, let alone there is meat in it.

"You should also be careful about that child Qiya. If you are destined, you will meet him one day."

Zhou Wenjun stretched out his hand and patted Zhou Wenbing's shoulder. He didn't say anything extra, and it didn't mean anything.

Is it possible that he and his wife can still be divorced? There are already seven children, and it is unrealistic to say these things.

"Second brother, I know, I'm just sad."

"You said, that's our own child, why is she willing to give it away?"

Has she considered her own feelings?

Zhou Wenbing felt that Wang Lianhua had changed, and the relationship between him and her was no longer the same as before.

This was what made Zhou Wenbing most sad.

As for that child, after all, he only saw him once, and if he had any deep feelings for him, he really didn't have one.

"Ugh!"

Seeing him like this, Zhou Wenjun felt a little disdainful, he was indecisive, and he had no brains at all.

Even for a stupid woman like that, not at all masculine.

However, he is his younger brother after all, and he can't say much about some things, so he can only sit with him for a while.

In the evening, when Zhou Wenjun came back chattering with a few children, the house was already full of fragrance.

"Mom, it smells so good!"

"Mom, have you cooked Rourou again? I want to eat, I want to eat Rourou, eat a lot of Rourou!"

"I want to eat too."

"I don't eat as much as my brother at noon. I want to eat more at night. Mom, I'm hungry. When will I eat?"

Sanwa sat on the threshold of the kitchen with her stomach covered, looking aggrieved, with a pair of smart little eyes staring straight at the big casserole on the small stove.

Because the aroma came out of it, Sanwa knew that her mother was stewing meat when she saw the casserole.

"Sanba, don't sit on the threshold, it's blocking the way."

Zhou Wenjun went to the kitchen to carry a bundle of firewood, but his son blocked the way and kicked him helplessly.

Sanwa was very clever, how could his father kick him, twisted his body, and slipped into the kitchen like that snake.

This little devil!

Zhou Wenjun missed his kick, smiled helplessly, and then threw the firewood into the corner of the kitchen.

"Wen Jun, take this bowl of chicken to your parents, the rest is almost enough for us to eat."

"Go and come back quickly, I'll wait for you to eat. Sanba, do you want to go with your father to your grandparents?"

"I don't want to go."

Sanwa shook her head resolutely, then slumped on the dining table, waiting for Xu Qian to serve dinner!

"Okay, Sanwa, hurry up and wash your hands with your brothers. When your father comes back, we'll have dinner."

Xu Qian pampered Sanwa's little head, Sanwa was more clingy to her than his brothers.

Zhou Wenjun walked quickly and arrived at the old house within a few minutes.Over here in the old house, Mrs. Zhou and the others are already having a meal, and the meal is cooked by Chunmei.

After all, she was young, and she didn't do heavy work in the autumn harvest. She came back early in the afternoon, so she finished the evening.

The food at the old house is naturally not as good as at Xu Qian's house, and Mrs. Zhou is not willing to kill chickens.

In the evening, the family ate sweet potato porridge. The dishes were pretty good. There were two stir-fried vegetables, one with cucumber scrambled eggs, and the other with stir-fried beans. It was a big bowl.

Seeing Zhou Wenjun coming with a bowl of meat, the eldest brother of the Zhou family was so excited that they quickly brought him a stool and called him to eat together.

"Second brother, come and sit down quickly. Have you eaten yet? Dongmei, hurry up and get your second dad a pair of bowls and chopsticks."

"No need, big brother. Qianqian killed a chicken today, let me order it for our mother."

Zhou Wenjun smiled, and then put the chicken bowl in front of Mrs. Zhou and Old Man Zhou.

Looking at the bowl full of chicken, Mrs. Zhou couldn't help frowning, and said with some distress.

"Second, next time you kill a chicken, just keep it for yourself, don't serve it to me and your dad."

"There are only a few pieces of meat in a chicken, and you serve it all to me, an old lady, what do the older children eat?

Forget it this time, don't take it next time. "

Mrs. Zhou didn't think about her son, she just thought about her grandchildren, and she didn't want them to suffer.

I want my grandson to eat more meat.As for them getting old, what are they still eating so much good food for?

"Yes! Second brother, don't take it next time. My parents have me here, and they can't lack their food."

Zhou Wenguo also said with a smile.But the chopsticks in this hand have already reached into the chicken bowl.

"Qianqian is just a little thought. We can't eat spicy food and let the old man eat clear soup and porridge!"

Zhou Wenjun just smiled when he saw it, and didn't say anything else.Look at what his elder brother said.

What does it mean not to serve it? If his family really cooks something delicious and doesn't serve it to the parents in the old house, I'm afraid someone will make irresponsible remarks immediately.

Zhou Wenjun knew very well that his elder brother was a face-saving project.Not as good as the third child.

"Second brother is filial piety. Chunmei, Dongmei, you two should learn from your second father!"

Sister-in-law Zhou couldn't help smiling when she looked at the bowl of chicken.When Dongmei heard this, she rolled her eyes speechlessly.

Learn, what can I learn from my second dad?

In her opinion, she should learn from her aunt!I don't suffer from anything, I wish I could move out when I go back to my mother's house once.