MTL - On the Wedding Night In the 80s, the Sweet Wife Has Space-Chapter 638 Even if she starved to death, she wouldn't eat Shao Mo's food!

  Chapter 638 She wouldn't eat Shao Mo's food even if she starved to death!

   "Momo, you did all of this alone? Are you tired after doing so much?"

  Seeing his daughter's sweaty forehead and flushed face, Shao Lin was both happy and distressed.

  Shao Mo smiled and said: "It's not all due to me alone, Ling Chuan and Uncle Fu are helping."

   "I just helped to pass the plates and serve the dishes. I didn't do anything. The eldest lady and the eldest uncle were busy."

  After hearing Wei Fu's words, Shao Lin raised his hand and patted Ling Chuan's shoulder, his face was very relieved, "Xiao Ling, thank you for your hard work."

   "Dad, don't say that, I should do it. And I didn't cook much. Every dish on the table is the credit of Momo."

  Shao Mo took the words with a smile, "Okay, the food is getting cold any longer, Dad, you go wash your hands and prepare to eat, I'll call grandma."

   "You don't need to call, I just smell the fragrance and come here."

   As soon as the words fell, Mrs. Shao's smiling voice came from the door.

  Sister-in-law Hua followed Mrs. Shao, and answered with a smile, "My wife and I smelled the fragrance when we were still in Lanju. Madam couldn't wait, so she changed her clothes and came over."

  Shao Mo greeted her, "Grandma, you are here just in time, you can have dinner."

  Looking at the delicious dishes on the table, Mrs. Shao nodded happily, "Not bad, Ah Hua, I see that Momo's cooking skills are comparable to yours."

Sister-in-law Hua smiled, "Oh, Missy's cooking skills are much better than mine. My cooking is just more to your and master's liking. Missy's cooking is as delicate as a work of art, and I don't even want to eat it. "

  “The dishes are made to be eaten, and the exquisite presentation is just to make eating more enjoyable.”

  After listening to Shao Mo's words, everyone nodded.

  When Shao Lin came back after washing his hands, Shao Mo handed over a snow-white porcelain plate.

  Shao Lin, like Xie Linan, thought the plate was for him to eat, and said thank you with a smile.

   It wasn't until Shao Mo explained that the plates were used to cut suckling pigs that everyone's faces showed curiosity.

  Under Shao Mo's guidance, Shao Lin cut up the suckling pig smoothly.

  Shao Mo introduced how to eat the suckling pig in detail, while Ling Chuan cut the suckling pig with a knife and divided it into five portions of similar size.

  Except for one portion to be eaten by oneself, each of the two courtyards will send a portion of other things, and the rest will be given to Mrs. Hua and Wei Fu, and let them eat with the servants of Lanju and Lanju in the main courtyard.

  Dinner in the east courtyard is always eaten early, when Shao Mo sent the roast suckling pig to the east courtyard, the east courtyard happened to be having dinner too.

   Today is the weekend, Shao Yuan has something to do outside, so the second wife Shao, Shao Yiqian and Shao Ying will eat dinner.

  At Shao Ying's age, when she saw the golden roasted suckling pig, she immediately stretched out her chopsticks to pick it up.

   But when she heard that Shao Mo roasted the suckling pig, she immediately put her chopsticks back.

  Hmph, even if she starved to death, she wouldn't eat Shao Mo's food!

   Mrs. Shao Er didn't care so much. She conveyed her thanks through her servants, and then she picked up a piece of roast suckling pork with skin and tasted it with great interest.

   "Click."

  The roasted suckling pig skin is bright and golden in color, and it is as crispy and delicious as a crispy crust.

   "Well, not bad."

  Hearing Mrs. Shao's words, Shao Yiqian also picked up a piece of roasted suckling pork to eat, and agreed while eating, "It's quite delicious. Eldest sister looks delicate and untouched. I didn't expect to have such a good cooking skill."

  Listening to the mother and son's praise for the roast suckling pig, and smelling the unique aroma of the roast suckling pig, Shao Ying swallowed her saliva and belittled it disdainfully.

   "Isn't it roast suckling pig? What's delicious? There are many restaurants outside. I don't believe that she cooks better than the chef."

Mrs. Shao Er couldn't see her daughter's awkwardness. Considering the overall situation, she didn't want her daughter to have too much trouble with Shao Mo, which would affect her son's future election for successor, so she deliberately said: "You will know if it is good or not after just one bite." .”

   "I don't eat! I won't eat if I'm starving."

   "Forget it if you don't eat, Yiqian and I will eat."

   After finishing speaking, Mrs. Shao Er picked another piece of roasted suckling pork with even fat and thinness, dipped it in a little spiced pepper and salt, wrapped it with shredded green onion and lettuce leaves and ate it together.

   "This way of eating is quite new, similar to eating roast duck." Shao Yiqian followed suit and grabbed a piece.

   "I'm full, eat slowly!" Shao Ying was so angry that she put down her chopsticks and left.

  Looking at her daughter's angry back, Mrs. Shao shook her head angrily, then turned her head to greet her son, "Don't worry about her, eat more."

  Shao Yiqian was noncommittal, but the chopsticks in his hands never stopped.

  Shao Ying returned to her room, the more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and the more angry she became, the more angry she became. Normally, at times like this, she would definitely go to the west courtyard to talk to Shao Ya, but Shao Ya went shopping with her friends today, and she won't come back until after dinner.

  Shao Ying was lying on the bed waiting for Shao Ya to come home and sulked, and fell asleep without knowing it.

   When she woke up, it was already 8:30, she immediately put on her shoes and went to the west courtyard to find Shao Ya.

  As soon as he walked out of the door of the east courtyard, he saw two servants hiding by the wall, discussing something cheerfully.

   "The suckling pig roasted by the eldest lady is simply delicious. I think it is better than the roast duck cooked by Mrs. Hua, especially the suckling pig skin, which is very crispy and as fragrant as crispy rice."

   "I'm so envious of you. When you work in Moyuan, you can often eat delicious food."

   "Hey, I can't help it, the eldest lady is kind-hearted, and she never forgets to give us a piece of delicious food every time..."

  Hearing this, Shao Ying was so angry that she stepped forward and yelled, "If you don't do your job well, you will just chat here. Believe it or not, I will deduct your wages!?"

  The two servants were taken aback by Shao Ying, apologized repeatedly and ran away with their heads down.

  Looking at the panicked back of the servant, the anger in Shao Ying's heart subsided a little.

  West courtyard, Shao Ya just came home and was preparing to take a bath with clean clothes. She was a little surprised to see Shao Ying.

   "Xiaoying, why are you here? Is there something wrong?"

   "Second sister, I'm in a bad mood."

  Seeing Shao Ying's depressed face, Shao Ya probably guessed the reason. Although she didn't eat at home, she knew from the servants that Shao Mo sent someone to send roast suckling pig over for dinner.

  With a family like Shao's, roast suckling pig is really not a good dish, but Shao Mo roasted it himself and sent it here specially, which is also a kind of gesture, and the West Court still appreciates it.

  But Shao Ying and Shao Mo have been at odds with each other, so Shao Mo's overtures are of course not pleasing to the eye.

   "I'm going to take a shower first, you wait for me to do it, don't rummage through my things."

"understood."

  After Shao Ya entered the bathroom, Shao Ying couldn't help but look at Shao Ya's bedroom.

Shao Ya is the eldest daughter of the West Courtyard. Mrs. Shao San and Shao Hong have high hopes for this daughter, so they are never stingy when it comes to food. Whenever there are any good things on the market, they will be able to meet in Shao Ya's room soon. arrive.

  For example, there is a silver-white pager a little bigger than a matchbox on Shao Ya's dressing table.

  The pager just became popular this year, and her father just gave her brother Shao Yiqian one last month. Even though the small one cost more than a thousand yuan.

  Shao Ying couldn't help picking up the pager and playing with it.

   Second update~

  (end of this chapter)