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By the time the food was out of the pot, Tian Xiaocao and Zhang Lin's mouths were watering. Looking at the dishes covered with steaming meat slices, they thought that Li Mingxia only cut off half a pound of meat in total, so how come it looked like so much meat after putting it into the dish?

But it doesn’t matter anymore. There will be delicious food soon. Who has the time to think about anything else?

By the time the food was served, the kids from those rooms who had been running around outside had already washed their hands and were sitting at the table waiting for the meal. Li Mingxia was the last one to sit down with the chicken soup and chicken. As soon as he put it down, he could hear the sound of people swallowing saliva.

"Grandpa, I guarantee that after you drink this chicken soup you will be able to get out of the fields in a few days. You must eat more!" Li Mingxia smiled sweetly, served a large bowl of noodle soup to Zhang's father, then poured the chicken soup on it, and finally sprinkled chopped green onions and coriander as garnish.

"Okay, okay, let me try our Sister Xia's cooking! Needless to say, it smells delicious!" Before Zhang's father even started eating, he picked up the chopsticks and blurted out words of praise.

Li Mingxia didn't say anything. She felt that her cooking skills were worthy of such praise. She then brought out a large bowl from behind her, which contained two chicken legs and a bowl of thick chicken soup. It was obvious that the soup was much richer than the one in the large basin.

"This is the chicken soup before water is added. I kept it specially and served this bowl for my grandpa. I didn't chop these two chicken legs into small pieces. Grandma, here they are." Li Mingxia handed the large bowl to Zhang's mother and said with a smile.

Country people don't eat good food very often. If there are many people and children in a family and there is good food, the person in charge of the family has to distribute the food, so Li Mingxia did what he did just now.

Sure enough, when Zhang's mother heard Li Mingxia's words and saw the big bowl of chicken soup, she was already overjoyed. She thought to herself that her eldest granddaughter was really sensible now and could consider everything.

She took the chicken soup and placed it in front of Zhang's father. "This bowl of chicken soup and two chicken legs are for your father. His legs need to be well nourished, otherwise I don't know when they can get better. Besides, this is something his daughter brought back. You are just borrowing it, don't you understand?"

The two daughters-in-law were already somewhat afraid of Zhang's mother, and now they were even more afraid to say much.

"Have you saved the portion for the second and third sons and their wives?" Zhang's mother asked. She was already craving for the thin noodles in chicken soup in front of her. Oh my god, it's been a long time since I had meat. This is real chicken soup! It smells so good!

Tian Xiaocao's eyes never left the dishes on the table. After hearing what Zhang's mother said, she quickly agreed, "It's been reserved. It must have been reserved. Mom, let's eat. If we don't eat such delicious food, it will get cold!"

With Mr. Zhang's first sip of chicken soup, the meal officially began.

"It's so delicious! Sister Xia, your cooking skills are so good!" Zhang's mother's eyes lit up and she said in surprise.

Although I knew the dish wouldn’t be bad seeing how confident Zhang was, I never expected it to be so delicious!

Not to mention Zhang's mother, even Wei Zhizhi was speechless this time. She listened to Zhang's praise of Li Mingxia and thought, who can make this meat taste bad? Even if it is boiled in plain water, it is still meat, and it tastes good!

But after she tasted the chicken soup, then took a bite of the noodles, and then tasted the pickled vegetables and potatoes stewed with meat, she really couldn't say anything.

Although the Zhang family is not a very wealthy family, they can still afford to eat meat occasionally. Both of the two daughters-in-law have cooked meat, but everyone has to admit that they can't make it taste like Li Mingxia. Not to mention half, it's not even one-tenth as delicious. It's hard to deny her cooking skills.

"Grandma, as long as you and grandpa like it." Li Mingxia took care of the three little kids and found the time to put a spoonful of minced meat and egg stew into Zhang's bowl. Otherwise, this honest mother would only pick the cabbage to eat.

Just when Li Mingxia wanted to make herself a bowl of noodle soup, an empty bowl with a greasy sheen fell in front of her. Li Mingxia was a bit of a germaphobe towards people she was not very close to. She frowned slightly and looked up. It turned out to be Zhang Lin who was sitting not far from her.

"Cousin, please serve my cousin a bowl of noodle soup. My cousin likes chopped green onions, so please put more. I also like minced garlic, so please cut some." Zhang Lin said carelessly. Seeing Li Mingxia looking at him, he moved the bowl in his hand forward and raised it, motioning Li Mingxia to take it.

But Li Mingxia felt a little reluctant when looking at the empty bowl, but then he thought that this was at his grandfather's house, and Zhang Lin was his grandfather's eldest grandson after all, and it would not seem right if he did not give him any face at all.

After much thought, Li Mingxia decided to keep calm for a while. She reached out to take the bowl, but suddenly another one appeared in front of her.

"Give me a bowl too, bring me some meat, and I want minced garlic, too. Can you cut more?"

The voice sounded uncouth; it belonged to my second aunt's son, Zhang Shan.

The two brothers looked at each other without saying anything, and both sent their empty bowls towards Li Mingxia.

Li Mingxia was really a little angry this time. What was wrong with these two people? They treated him like a slave? Why didn't they treat him as an outsider?

Thinking of this, Li Mingxia really wanted to ignore it, but when she saw Zhang beside her, she thought she should just bear with it. She couldn't come here many times a year anyway, and this was her first time here in the true sense. Forget it, Li Mingxia sighed resignedly, stretched out her hand to take the bowl, but unexpectedly a small hand quickly got in front of her.

"Cousin, I'll serve you whatever you want to drink. I can do housework at home. I can't do other things, but serving noodles is something a three-year-old child can do." Li Zhengde held the two bowls in his hands with a smile on his face, as if he had just said a few childish words unintentionally without any other meaning, but those words made people feel upset.

Zhang's father and mother had already looked gloomy. Zhang Shan could see their expressions and immediately stopped Li Zhengde who wanted to go to the kitchen and took his bowl back from his hand.

"I was just joking with my cousin. She came here with great difficulty. How could I let her do any work? I was just joking around. Why did you take it seriously, little cousin?" Zhang Shan said with a smile.

Li Zhengde was still standing there holding the remaining bowl, his eyes fixed on Zhang Lin.

"I asked your sister to serve me some noodle soup. You don't need to do that. Give the bowl to your sister." Zhang Lin didn't move at all. He didn't even look at Li Zhengde. His eyes were fixed on Li Mingxia.

Snapped!

Mr. Zhang slammed his chopsticks on the table, making a loud noise.