Sweet Dreams in Famine Years: The System Leads to a Brilliant Life

"It's almost time for dinner, how can you guys be so ignorant! How can you let grandpa eat if you surround him like this?"

After hearing this, the kids were about to get up and leave, but Zeng's father stopped them.

"It's okay. You will sit next to grandpa and eat with him in a while."

After hearing this, the three kids sat down immediately. Zeng Zhengen didn't say anything else when he saw this.

When Zeng Zhengen put the plate of braised pork offal on the table, everyone's attention was instantly drawn to it.

"This...is this pig offal?" Wang Huan looked at the plate of pig offal on the table with some disbelief.

Zeng's mother rolled her eyes at her and said, "You shallow-minded person, isn't it just a plate of braised pork offal? Is it necessary to make such a fuss?"

Although Wang Huan has changed a lot now, Zeng's mother still looks down on what Wang Huan has done.

Wang Huan smiled awkwardly and said, "Mom, this is not the first time I have seen pig offal cooked like this!"

Zeng's mother snorted coldly, then stopped looking at her and turned to look at the plate of braised pork offal on the table.

I have to say that this braised pork offal not only smells good, but the color also looks pretty good. I think the taste must be good.

"Dad, Mom, please try it and see how it tastes?" Zeng Zhengen said to his great-grandfather and great-grandmother.

Zhang Jiahu also echoed, "Grandfather, Mom took several hours to make this! It must taste delicious."

Zeng's father picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of pig intestine and put it directly into his mouth. After chewing it for a few bites, Zeng's father's eyes immediately lit up.

The taste of this pig intestine is completely different from the ones he had eaten before.

This braised pig intestine has no peculiar smell at all, and it is stewed until it is soft and chewy, and not greasy.

"This pig intestine tastes so delicious." Wang Huan exclaimed after taking a bite.

Zeng Siyuan was eating with a look of satisfaction on his face, while Zeng Sicheng and Zeng Sirui were just concentrating on eating.

Zhang Jiahu is in a similar situation. Among the children, only Zhang Jiajun and Zhang Jiaqi are relatively better off.

At this moment, Zeng Zhengen suddenly brought out the plate of stir-fried pig intestines from the kitchen.

Although the taste of stir-fried pig large intestine is quite good, it is not as popular as braised pig offal.

After a while, the first plate of pig intestines was eaten up, and Zeng Zhengen went to the kitchen and brought out another large plate.

After dinner, Zeng Zhengen took out the wild boar meat that he had prepared earlier and handed it to Zeng's mother and the others, and also packed a large bag of braised pork offal.

Zeng's mother looked at the things Zeng Zhengen had taken and started to grumble again.

Zeng Zhengen interrupted her before she could even speak.

"Mom, I still have a lot! There are only me and three kids at home and we can't eat much. This meat will easily go bad if it's left for a long time. Can you bear to watch this good meat go bad in vain?"

Zeng's mother was persuaded by Zeng Zhengen's words, and finally had to accept everything Zeng Zhengen gave her.

After Zeng's mother and the others left, Zhang Jiaqi couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Grandma is so gullible! My mother said this on purpose, but she actually took it seriously. The weather is getting colder now, but my mother just said that the wild boar meat cannot be kept in hot weather. This is completely a lie to my grandmother, but my grandmother took it seriously.

Zhang Jiahu looked at his second brother in confusion and asked, "Second brother, what are you laughing at?"

Zhang Jiaqi rolled his eyes at him and said, "If you had used your brain a little more, you wouldn't have asked such a question."

Zhang Jiahu was confused by the scolding and turned to look at his elder brother Zhao Dongsheng, but he was still met with a roll of eyes in response.

Zeng Zhengen stood by with a smile on his face throughout the whole process, watching the three little guys playing.

Seeing that his two brothers disliked him, Zhang Jiahu immediately turned his gaze towards Zeng Zhengen.

"Mom, please teach me martial arts starting tomorrow!" Zhang Jiahu said pitifully.

Zeng Zhenghao raised his eyebrows, looked at him and asked.

"Why did you suddenly remember to learn martial arts from mom?"

Zhang Jiahu said angrily: "My eldest brother and second brother both despise me. I want to learn martial arts from my mother and become stronger so that they won't dare to despise me anymore."

Zhang Jiahu's words instantly made Zeng Zhengen laugh. This third brother doesn't have enough IQ, so he has to use force to make up for it?

Zhang Jiahu blinked and looked at Zeng Zhengen, asking, "Mom, is it possible?"

Zeng Zhengen's mouth twitched fiercely. Has he learned to act coquettishly and cutely?

But isn't this a girl's privilege? What is the third child trying to do?

Just when Zeng Zhengen was about to correct Zhang Jiahu and pointed out that it was inappropriate for a schoolgirl to act coquettishly and cutely, Zhang Jiahu started to act coquettishly again.

In the end, Zeng Zhengen couldn't resist Zhang Jiahu's coquettishness and cuteness, so she nodded and agreed.

"Okay, then you should get up early tomorrow and practice martial arts with me!"

When Zhang Jiahu heard this, he jumped up immediately.

"I knew you would agree, mom. You're so nice. You're the best mom in the world." Zhang Jiahu started to flatter her non-stop.

"But you have to remember, you were the one who asked me to teach you martial arts, so no matter how hard or tiring it is, you are not allowed to back down, otherwise I will punish you." Zeng Zhengen said in a serious tone.

Zhang Jiahu is now thinking about practicing martial arts with his mother tomorrow. After he succeeds in learning martial arts, he won't have to be afraid of his elder and second brothers anymore.

Therefore, after hearing Zeng Zhengen's words, he agreed without thinking.

After Zeng Zhengen made three rules with Zhang Jiahu, he went straight into the room of the other two brothers and asked them if they wanted to learn martial arts together.

The two brothers were very excited when they heard the news that they could learn martial arts. Before, when they were fleeing from famine, they had been thinking about learning martial arts from their mother.

"Mom, I'm willing to learn martial arts with you." Zhang Jiajun was the first to express his opinion.

Seeing that his elder brother agreed, Zhang Jiaqi immediately agreed as well.

The next morning, Zeng Zhengen got up early. Before Zeng Zhengen went to the room to call for help, Zhang Jiahu came out of the room first.

"Mom, look, I got up early!"

Zhang Jiahu stared at Zeng Zhengen with a pair of panda eyes and bared his teeth.

In order to get up early today, he didn't rest the whole night, for fear that he would oversleep.

What if his mother stops teaching him martial arts because of this?

Zeng Zhengen felt both distressed and amused when he saw his expression.

"Kid, even if you want to learn martial arts, you can't stay up all night!" Zeng Zhengen said unhappily.

Zhang Jiahu yawned and said unconvincedly: "Who said that? I slept last night, I just got up early. Mom, you must believe me!"