Quick Wear: With the cub in hand, the world is mine

"Ah Qi's eldest daughter is going to take her two children back to her parents' home tomorrow, and I will have no place to live."

"Okay," Hua Ke paused, "but we don't have any extra rooms here, why don't you sleep with Da Niu and Er Niu."

Wen Lin was already very happy that he could go home. In the past, when he did something wrong, Xiao Ke would ask him to write a self-criticism. Fortunately, she had forgotten this punishment now.

When Wen Lin went to Wen Qilang's house to get his package back, Erniu came over and said, "Grandpa, I don't want to sleep with Grandpa. I want to sleep with Siniu. Let my eldest brother sleep with Grandpa."

"Ah."

Seeing that Da Niu wanted to speak, Er Niu said first, "Brother, Si Niu's bed can't accommodate three children. You should stay with grandfather obediently. Si Niu, don't you agree?"

"Correct!"

Wen Lin came back on horseback, with a lot of goods on the horse. Wen Lin took down a large bag of flour and handed the meat he bought this morning to Hua Ke, "What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you tonight."

The children's eyes lit up, the new grandfather was so rich!

Hua Ke asked tentatively: "Can you make hot pot?"

"can."

“When was the last time you had hot pot?”

"The year you were pregnant with Fugui, our family of three had mutton hotpot." Wen Lin suddenly felt a little regretful, "Xiao Ke, we didn't buy mutton today, how about we have hotpot tomorrow?"

Hua Ke nodded, and Wen Lin took the dishes back to the kitchen. Liu was driven out by him and stood at the door like a stake.

Wen Fugui rolled his eyes. What did his father mean by what he just said? When she was pregnant with Fugui, the family of three ate hot pot. Did that mean he had eaten hot pot too?

"Mom, what is hot pot like? Why didn't you make it for us?"

"Yeah, mom, is the hot pot delicious?"

Delicious! It's hard to find something more delicious than hot pot in this world. The original body is a modern person, and he has a good relationship with Wen Lin. The identification is complete.

"What conditions are there at home? I want to eat hot pot. Eat, eat, eat. I think about it all day long. Why don't you go feed the chickens quickly?"

Hua Ke sent everyone away and went to the kitchen to watch Wen Lin cook.

"Xiao Ke, we don't need your help here, just go and sit down."

She had no intention of helping. She hadn't cooked for many years. "Have you cooked often in recent years?"

"No, I seldom go to the kitchen. There is a cook in the general's mansion." Wen Lin cleaned the ribs quickly. "Xiao Ke, do you want steamed ribs with glutinous rice or braised ribs?"

"Braised ribs."

Wen Lin washed his hands, cut the kneaded dough into strips, pinched it into small pieces, put the small pieces of dough in the palm of his hand, flattened them with the thumb of his other hand, and poked them hard to form a willow-leaf boat with a concave middle and raised ends.

"Chu Heng, what are you doing?"

"I'm making 馎饚. Put them in the vegetable soup and cook them. You can eat them after taking them out." After making two, Wen Lin thought of something and turned around to ask her, "Why did you call me Chu Heng?"

"I can call whoever I want."

Wen Lin looked at her lovingly and said in a low voice: "Okay. As long as you are happy."

I haven't prepared New Year's Eve dinner for her in many years. Her taste should not have changed, right?

Hua Ke leaned against the kitchen door, quietly watching Wen Lin. His every move had the shadow of another person, especially his little habit of cracking eggs. Chu Heng liked to crack one and wash his hands, and Wen Lin did the same.

It's hard not to wonder if there's a connection between them.

Wen Fugui came back with a bunch of firewood, and before he even entered the yard he could smell the rich aroma of meat. Did my mother go to the market to buy meat again?

Sanniu, Sanniang and Xiaozhu were feeding grass to the horse in the yard. They were all absent-minded. Their eyes unconsciously glanced towards the kitchen and their saliva was about to flow.

The New Year’s Eve dinner was eaten early, and before the sun set, Hua Ke asked Wen Fugui to move the table out and eat outside in the yard.

As soon as Hua Ke sat down, Siniu immediately sat next to her, and Erniu also took the lead to occupy the seat next to Hua Ke.

Wen Lin put the dishes that Hua Ke liked in front of her. The two sisters-in-law, Liu and Li, looked at each other and found it amazing. They didn't expect that the old couple had been separated for so many years, but the father-in-law could still remember the dishes that the mother-in-law liked. At the same time, they felt jealous. She had been married to the Wen family for so long, but the man had never been so considerate to her. The mother-in-law was so lucky.

Everyone was waiting for Hua Ke to pick up her chopsticks first. Only after Hua Ke picked up the ribs did everyone pick up their chopsticks and reach for their favorite dishes.

There are ten dishes, including braised spare ribs, goose with five flavors and apricot cheese, rabbit with scallions, steamed chicken with wine, steamed fish, pickled winter melon, egg custard, mixed lettuce, steamed buns, and fried chestnuts, which symbolize perfection.

Wen Fugui picked up the wine pot and poured a cup of glutinous rice wine for Wen Lin, "Dad, can you drink?"

Seeing that Hua Ke had no objection, Wen Lin nodded and said, "I'll have a drink."

"One cup won't do. Dad, it's a great blessing that you're alive! It just so happens that tonight is New Year's Eve, and the three of us won't go home until we're drunk!"

Under the instigation of Wen Fugui, Wen Lin drank three glasses of wine in succession, his face flushed. Hua Ke coughed, and Wen Lin put down the glass and concentrated on eating.

Seeing that Wen Lin, like Chu Heng, didn't like eating meat and basically only ate vegetables, Hua Ke collected her complicated thoughts and slowly calmed down. She knew that the truth would come out someday and she could wait.

Maybe because he was drunk, Wen Fugui was particularly brave tonight, "Mom, Dad is not dead, what should we do with the grave on the hill? Dad, next time don't send things to Mom remotely, it scares me."

Wen Lin: “???” When did he send something to Xiao Ke through the air?

Hua Ke stretched out her hand and pressed her brow, "Ms. Li, send this drunkard back to the house."

"Mom, I'm not drunk! Madam, you don't have to pull me! I won't leave, I want to drink more, and I haven't finished eating the chestnuts yet! The food tonight is so delicious, I can eat it for another five hundred years!"

Wen Fugui grinned foolishly, "Haha, hehe, Wen Fugui, this idiot - five hundred years, haha~"

Erniu consciously called his mother, "Mom, Dad is drunk just like my uncle, you should help him back home. Daguang and the others will come over to play with me later, and I will be embarrassed if Dad gets mad."

Liu: "...How old are you and you need to save face?"

"Wen Erniu, you are my father!"

Erniu held his forehead and smiled bitterly, "See, he's crazy now." He couldn't tell who was the father and who was the son.

Wen Lin watched this farce and smiled. Both of his sons inherited Xiao Ke's genes and got drunk easily. Xiao Ke also knew that he had a bad drinking habit and seldom drank.

"Daniu, help your brothers and sisters wash the dishes."

"Okay, Zu!"

The children were so full that they were willing to carry their bowls and chopsticks to wash up.

As soon as Si Niu left, Wen Lin took the opportunity to sit next to Hua Ke, with a faint smell of alcohol on his body, "Xiao Ke, I'm not drunk."

"Ah."

"Xiao Ke, can I hold your hand?"

"Not at the moment."

"Xiao Ke, when can you kiss me, hug me and lift me up high?"

Hua Ke: “…………”

Is he sure he's not drunk?

Si Niu stood behind the two of them with a pouty mouth, stamping his feet in anger. His grandmother had never praised him highly, so how could this man have the nerve to make such an unreasonable request? He had no shame, was he still a man?