Rebirth in the 1990s: The Fat Cannon Fodder Wife Wants to Turn Things Around

Chapter 242
Jiang Huizhi was really pissed off by old man Hu, she rested at home well, ran over over and over again to wake her up, and even came to her house to show off to her daughter.

Has he forgotten who is the host and who is the guest?

"Daughter!"

Meng Yao bent her eyes and trotted over.

Putting myself on the ground with the basket, I supported Jiang Huizhi.

Jiang Huizhi patted Meng Yao's hand, expressing intimacy, "My dear Yaoyao, I'm fine, don't hold me up!"

Meng Yao loosened her hand, but she still supported her, and happily said to Jiang Huizhi, "Godmother, I made delicious food, I will help you to eat in the house!"

Jiang Huizhi looked at Meng Yao's smile as if offering a treasure, and bent her lips accordingly. When she felt better, she let Meng Yao support her.

"What delicious food did you cook?"

"Sweet and sour short ribs, egg tofu, vinegar potato shreds, and chicken soup. It's a three-year-old hen, so it's nutritious!"

Jiang Huizhi was not happy when he heard this, but frowned, "What are you spending so much money for?"

Not to mention anything else, just an old hen, how much does it cost, how much does this meal cost?

Meng Yao's face froze.

Suffered, carried away.

She forgot that this was the chicken Dr. Sun gave her, and it was specially stewed to nourish Jiang Huizhi's body.

Thanks to Meng Yao's quick mind, she quickly whispered in Jiang Huizhi's ear.

"Godmother, don't worry, Uncle Hu will pay for it."

As soon as he heard that it was Uncle Hu who paid for it, Jiang Huizhi stopped feeling distressed in an instant, and instead said to her, "Old man Hu has a lot of money, just buy whatever you want to eat, he pays for it, don't save it for him."

"Ai!"

Meng Yao responded loudly, and Uncle Hu, who turned around and rushed over, winked.

"Don't worry, godmother, if you want to eat the imperial banquet, just tell me, I'll buy it and make it for you!"

Liu Yishou, who followed, heard Meng Yao's words, and frowned suddenly, and asked in a very flat but questioning tone: "Do you think the palace banquet is so easy to do?"

Ok?
Meng Yao couldn't help looking at Liu Yishou curiously.

She knew that this was the cook hired by Uncle Hu's son, and she had just seen his cooking, so she knew that he was a good cook.

But this is also nonsense. Uncle Hu is rich, and his two sons are not small people. How could the specially invited people have no skills?

Meng Yao smiled kindly, "I'm just saying, of course I can't compare to you."

Mr. Hu, however, was not happy when he heard Meng Yao's modest words. He blew his beard and said, "There is nothing like him. The food you make is much better than him. Whoever makes it tastes better? The old man, I have a tongue like that." identified."

When Liu Yishou heard this, he frowned again, while on the other hand, Jiang Huizhi was impatient to listen to Uncle Hu's words, and had already dragged Meng Yao into the room.

"Don't bother with that old man, and don't bother with that person outside. The people invited by Mr. Hu are somewhat famous. Once they are famous, they will be arrogant and arrogant. They think that I am the biggest in the world, so I don't want to see what good things Old Man Hu didn't eat. Pass!"

Meng Yao laughed, and then glanced outside curiously.

She was a little curious about the identity of this person who invited Mrs. Jiang to say that she is a little famous?

Qi Boyan walked over and picked up the basket.

Uncle Hu wanted to rob, but Qi Boyan stopped him.

In fact, he is quite helpless. His wife cooks delicious food for him every day, but she seldom thinks about him.

"Uncle Hu, you forgot, you said it's not delicious."

"I only said it's not delicious, but didn't say I wouldn't eat it? Besides, I paid for it, what's the matter? You kid wants to swallow my money."

Qi Boyan raised his eyelids, "I'm interested in Uncle Hu's property, but the money for the meal..."

"Uncle Hu, have you owed your meal money?"

Uncle Hu blew on his beard and yelled, "Nonsense, I just gave the little girl money!"

But in my heart, I was already silently calculating whether the money I gave was enough. After this calculation, I really felt that I gave less.

Before, Uncle Hu only asked Meng Yao to deliver breakfast, but after eating everything she made was delicious, he asked her to bring lunch as well.

It costs a lot to send it here and there.

But Uncle Hu didn't bother to talk about this big Qi Boyan, with his hands behind his back, the posture of a little old man.Stepping into the living room door, You Qi shouted loudly.

"I can tell your little girl, you uncle, I don't have anything, but I have a lot of money. If you can make something delicious, just do it, and I will pay for it."

Meng Yao couldn't help giving a thumbs up to the rich and powerful Uncle Hu.

"Sure enough, the uncle is the uncle, and the words are really grand."

"Don't worry, sir, I promise I won't be polite to you. If you have no money, I will definitely ask you for it. If you really want to dig out your coffin, you can tell your children first, don't let them hit me with a sap!"

Uncle Hu snorted, sat down at the round table in the living room with his hands behind his back, and knocked on the table with his hands.

"Those bastards dare? I'll break their legs one by one!"

After finishing speaking, she hurriedly urged Meng Yao, "Where is the food you cooked? Serve it quickly, I didn't see the old man, I was hungry, it won't taste good when it's cold!"

Just now he walked by Qi Boyan and smelled the fragrance.

Indeed, there is the mapo tofu that Meng Yao said.

But he felt pity in his heart.

Mapo tofu tastes good when it's hot. At this time, it must not be very delicious.

Though thinking this way, it didn't stop old man Hu from wanting to eat.

Meng Yao still remembered Uncle Hu's hatred in her heart, pouted while helping Jiang Huizhi to sit down.

"Uncle Hu, I haven't forgotten that I wanted to eat something from you just now, but you didn't let me eat it. Now you want to eat something I made, what do you think..."

"Will I feed you?"

Uncle Hu stared, and said angrily: "I gave the money."

"That's right, I gave you money, but it's okay if I don't cook a lunch for you. After all, you said, only breakfast."

"Isn't that right, Mr. Hu?"

Uncle Hu stared wide-eyed, and then began to play tricks.

"No, no, it's not right. I gave the money, and I have to make it for me. It's a matter of reputation. You little girl, you can't be unreasonable."

"It's not real."

Meng Yao stuck out her tongue at Uncle Hu, "I said I won't eat it for you, so I won't let you eat it, and I'll let you beat me all the time, and I won't let you eat it all the time."

"You're sitting there for nothing, see? There's a big guy standing next to you. If you dare to make a move, he'll just throw you out."

Qi Boyan was called "big man" by Meng Yao, a little dumbfounded, and handed her the things in his hand, but stood beside Uncle Hu very cooperatively, as if he wanted to supervise him.

Uncle Hu's expression suddenly became aggrieved and aggrieved.

He was just joking with the little girl, how could she take it seriously?

And as Meng Yao laid out the dishes one by one, Uncle Hu looked at the delicate and delicious dishes and soup, and couldn't help but gulp, swallowing the body fluid secreted by his mouth.

"I didn't expect the little girl to be able to cook well"

(End of this chapter)