Empty the treasury and go into exile, leading everyone to win pot.

When Mr. Zhuang said this, he didn't see the unnatural expressions on his man's and brother-in-law's faces at all.

Daughters-in-law don’t know the virtues of their husbands. How can they, as sons, not know the virtues of their own father?

That's notoriously powerful, and it's even more powerful for them, especially in cooking.

If he makes the slightest mistake, he will be scolded when he opens his mouth, or beaten when he raises his hand.

Of course, only when cooking.

And he only hits men, never women.

It is said that their mother was attracted to him because of his awesomeness, and felt that marrying someone as awesome as his father would not be bullied.

Besides, the old man has skills and can support his family.

At that time, didn't girls only pay attention to one thing when marrying, marrying a man, marrying a man, dressing and eating?

The two brothers were recalling their father when they were suddenly interrupted by Zhao Zulan's words.

“Mom, you don’t know many things, so don’t interrupt me.

It seems that my grandfather still has the foresight and knows that our family will meet noble people in our generation.

It can be seen from the name he gave me, Zulan Zulan, doesn’t that mean that the ancestors are honored and the youth is better than the blue?

When I grow up, those who want to join the Huo family army must realize his old man's wish.

And now, at such a young age, I have met General Huo.

This is God's will, and it must be the connections my grandfather and his elders gave me over there. "

Speaking of this, Zhao Dashan really couldn't listen anymore.

He walked over directly and gave Zhao Zulan a kick.

"Shut up, don't embarrass yourself here.

The reason why your grandfather gave you this name is because he hopes that you, including us, will become more sophisticated in your cooking skills and strive to surpass him, and become better and better with every generation. "

Zhao Zulan wilted immediately. He had always misunderstood the co-authorship.

And what he hates and rejects the most is cooking.

Zhao Zulan had a headache as soon as he heard his father's thoughts.

He reached out to cover his ears, and at the same time signaled his father, Zhang Dashan, to shut up.

"Dad, please stop nagging.

Everyone has their own ambitions. You would like to stay in the kitchen all your life, but I don't want to!

My ambition is to be a soldier and go to the battlefield to kill the enemy. That is what a man should do.

It's sung in the play, "The gentleman is far away from the cook."

Moreover, Widow Zhang also said that lighting fires, cooking, and working in the kitchen are all tasks that women should do.

I'm a man, I won't do it!

Besides, doesn’t the eldest brother also need to learn how to cook?

Why do you keep staring at me? "

Zhao Zulan's little mouth is so loud that he can't stop talking about it. Zhao Dashan is so honest and honest that he really can't be compared to him.

But as my father, he can't say anything, but he can fight!

He raised his foot to give him another kick, but Zhao Zulan easily dodged it.

You get an advantage and behave well, "If you are stupid and can't talk to me, you will beat me."

After all these years, I didn’t know how to change my moves. I had already memorized them by heart, so avoiding them was not a trivial matter.

Also, stop it, we’re going to focus on this today.

My idol is still here, please save me some face.

When I grow up and make money, I will buy you a drink. "

Leng Yue liked Zhao Zulan's character, he was eloquent and could make people happy.

But she was particularly curious and asked him, "Why do you keep mentioning Widow Zhang?

Why are you, a little kid, always so close to the widow? "

Seeing that Mrs. Huo had misunderstood, Zhao Zulan quickly explained to himself.

“Madam, please don’t misunderstand me!

Widow Zhang’s son and I have been friends since childhood. Isn’t it natural that we are also familiar with my friend’s mother?

Moreover, Widow Zhang is quite humorous. She can also sing and tell stories!

In our village, not just me, but all the friends who have nothing to do at home are willing to go to her house to listen to her singing and telling stories. "

"Aren't you talking nonsense? Widow Zhang used to be an opera singer in a troupe. She can still forget about the guy eating.

Besides, she has been traveling around for so long, making up stories and coaxing children like you, isn't that just a matter of holding her hand? "Zhang Dashan said.

Leng Yue felt strange, "Isn't your village simple?

In a small village, there are cooks and opera singers.

What else?

I guess they have them too, right? "

In fact, Leng Yue just asked casually, but when she finished asking, she found that Zhao Dashan and Zhao Dakui were acting unnatural again.

Then the two of them said mysteriously: "Back to Mrs. Huo, we are not sure about this, we just heard about it.

According to my great-grandfather, our Stone Village used to be a wasteland, but was later taken over by bandits.

There are too many people on their mountain, and many people are tired of living a life of licking blood from the tip of a knife, and decide to go down the mountain and live the life of ordinary people.

But apart from robbing and killing, they know nothing else!

So they just grabbed it if they didn't know how, but they grabbed everything they could think of and who could use it.

My great-grandfather said that he was the cook who was snatched back. Our ancestors had imperial chefs in the past, but they later declined.

They can only take part in weddings and funerals and make ends meet.

He said that people who were robbed in the same group as him were those who were building houses, doing carpentry work, and even those who were making coffins and tying paper.

Later, everyone discovered that the bandits not only did not kill them, but also protected them from being bullied.

It is said that even the government officials would take a detour when meeting the village chief.

I didn't dare to charge them too much even though I levied excessive taxes and miscellaneous taxes, so everyone settled down in peace.

Later, the population increased and the villages became larger and larger, which has been passed down to this day. "

Listening to Leng Yue and Huo Jingxuan, why do they feel that the bandit leader is their great-grandfather?

But they just thought about it and looked at each other without making it clear.

But Zhao Zulan, who was stunned and had a green mouth, was so quick that he directly touched his chin and stood up.

“Dad, isn’t it?

Listening to what you just said, why do you feel that my great-grandfather is the bandit leader back then?

I wish I wasn’t so passionate. Co-authoring is a matter of blood inheritance!

Today I finally found the reason!

What did you think he thought at the beginning? He has already established himself on his own, so he should continue to recruit troops and become bigger and stronger.

When the troops are strong and the horses are strong, then if you go against the imperial court, if you can't be the emperor, then you have to be the prince.

Otherwise, he would turn his horse's head and attack the surrounding countries.

You don't have to be a general who conquered the west, but you can still be called a national hero!

Unlike now, even a small village chief has not gotten along.

They force us into the kitchen all day long to learn how to cook!

Just do some girly work! "

Leng Yue would laugh to death from Zhao Zulan. He hated cooking so much. No matter what happened, he would always get around to it in the end.

By the way, I have to belittle it again!