Chapter 2990
The Female Cannon Fodder Is Highly Poisonous
Ruan Tang and Xu Xi and Xu Wang tossed about in the kitchen after finishing their papers. Ruan Sui didn't let them cook much when they were there, but they usually did it together and were very skilled.
Knowing that the three of them don't want to talk with old Ruan and old Ruan, Ruan Sui is with the guests in the living room. The three of them show their cooking skills.
It's embarrassing to sit. Old man Ruan asked how to study, whether work is assigned by the state or what. Ruan Sui's answer is very official. He doesn't want to hear someone say that his grandfather came to him at work one day.
Now, uncle Ruan has no ability at all. Ruan Ming is more than 20 years old, but he is used to being like a child and can't be expected.
But Uncle Ruan and aunt Ruan are alive, and the elderly can't support him and his sister. It's OK to give a little alimony every month. It's impossible to take care of them.
Their father didn't enjoy the treatment, and these people don't deserve it.
After a dry chat, the living room was quiet again.
After sitting down, Ruan Ming was very restless. His eyes kept glancing at each other. He wanted to go through the wall and enter several rooms. Unfortunately, Ruan Sui was always nearby. He was too scared to move.
The smell in the kitchen floated out, and Ruan Ming couldn't sit still.
At home, he is the biggest. He eats everything first. He tastes it first. He makes delicious food for the new year. He is definitely the first to eat.
But this is not in his house. No one is used to him. His greedy saliva has flowed down, and he can only bear it painfully.
Seeing Ruan Ming drooling inadvertently, Ruan Sui frowned fiercely. This way, on the contrary, it is a bit like those with mental retardation.
I haven't heard of anything unusual about Ruan Ming, but it's still necessary to guard against it. He's at home today. What if he's not?
Ruan Sui dared not think.
Lunch was quickly prepared. There were many people and made six dishes and one soup.
Ruan Sui went in to serve the dishes. Ruan Ming was so anxious that he followed him. Ruan Sui gave a meal at his feet: "you are a guest. You just sit and eat. You don't have to do anything."
"It's all right, I can help too." Ruan Ming's eyes have fallen on the fish plate.
Ruan Sui didn't say anything. The four of them carried five and left a large plate of fish. When they came out, their thumbs were stuffed into the fish soup. Their fingernails were long and dirty. Ruan Sui frowned again.
There is no shortage of water at home. Why can't you clean it up?
When the rice was ready and waiting for others to speak, Ruan Ming had picked up his chopsticks and ate it. As if he were at home, he cut the fish open with chopsticks and buried his head in it.
Xu Xi looked at Ruan Tang. Ruan Tang shook his head slightly and asked them to eat something else.
However, Ruan Ming's chopsticks went to another plate. The fish on the chopsticks was not clean, and stirred in Xu Wang's favorite braised meat.
He liked every dish. He kept stirring it with chopsticks. Ruan Tang and Ruan Sui suddenly lost their appetite.
In particular, Ruan Sui thought of Ruan Ming's memory of spitting in order to monopolize delicious food, and his face suddenly became particularly ugly.
Ruan Tang ate rice. Xu Xi and Xu Wang took small bites of white rice. Ruan Tang came in and took chili sauce, white sugar, mixed one with chili sauce, white sugar for Xu Xi and pickles from his neighbors.
Ruan Sui ate quickly, and most of the dishes on the plate were soon lost. Old Ruan and old lady Ruan noticed something wrong when they were almost finished.
Seeing the pickles and chili sauce in Ruan Tang's bowls, Ruan Ming and the fishbone chicken bones beside their bowls, the two old people were embarrassed when they saw the vegetables and oil falling from Ruan Ming's mouth, chest, table and floor.