Mind reading, taking the rental house through the whole village crying

Chapter 162 Atmosphere

The Fang family has strict rules.

The servants they bought had all signed death indentures, and with the previous batch being sold, they all dared not even breathe loudly in order to save their lives.

I was afraid of offending my master by accident.

Your life is gone.

However, barbecue is all about the atmosphere.

The quiet backyard made Yunlan's appetite drop sharply.

"My dear, this barbecue smells so good. No wonder you and the children came back so late yesterday just to have this meal. I know what's going on."

The grilled skewers were brought to the stone table by the maid.

Fang Yanheng picked up a skewer of pork.

He is like family.

Don't eat mutton.

For the sake of taste, the maids would separate each piece of lean pork from another piece of fat pork.

The fat and lean pork on the skewers are like black and white chess pieces, tightly connected.

Fang Yanheng took a bite. The man had a big mouth, and half the skewer was gone in one bite.

The two kinds of meat mix in the mouth.

One is roasted and crispy, and the other is soft and full of fat when you bite it, and the taste is wonderful.

Fang Yanheng narrowed his eyes unconsciously.

He nodded repeatedly.

"Daddy, you are stupid. You will poke yourself if you do this. Just watch me."

Fang Wanru, who was standing by, saw her father stuff half of the bamboo skewer into his mouth when he was eating.

She was so scared that she quickly picked up the pork skewer and ate it in front of her father.

Different from Fang Yanheng's bite.

She ate it while stroking it.

With the movement of her right hand, the whole skewer of pork fell into her mouth, and the tip of the bamboo skewer did not poke her throat.

This method is good, but it will leave stains on both sides of the mouth, which looks unsightly.

But why should we care so much about our own family?

Fang Yanheng smiled gently, picked up the handkerchief and wiped the corners of his daughter's mouth.

"Ru'er is really smart. She even eats skewers differently from Daddy. Okay, Daddy will eat it this way too."

Fang Yanheng always has a cold face outside, but his expression will only soften when he returns home.

The corners of his mouth were raised.

I followed my daughter's example and cleaned up the remaining half of the pork.

"This is what my sister Fubao taught me, Daddy. Sister Fubao is very, very cute, like a lucky doll. It would be great if I had a sister as pretty as her. I would definitely give her all my most beautiful jewelry and clothes."

Fang Wanru likes Jiang Fubao very much.

So much so that when people praised her, their voices became much louder.

"Want a sister? You have to ask your mother if she agrees. What your father says doesn't count."

Fang Yanheng looked at Yun Lan with a wicked smile.

The scene of last night came to their minds.

Yun Lan gave him a shy look.

"You sleep in the study tonight!"

This is just great.

I have offended my wife.

Fang Yanheng's face turned green.

The Fang Changyi brothers standing by were laughing so hard that their bellies burst into laughter.

Only Fang Changquan and Fang Changwu, who were left at their uncle's house, remained silent.

The two have not yet adapted to living under someone else's roof.

In addition, because my sister did something wrong, my mother was also under house arrest, and my biological father also gave her many instructions before she came.

They felt very guilty, afraid that they would say something wrong and be beaten and scolded by their uncle, and also implicate their parents.

The two of them sat on the stone bench and ate without raising their heads.

I wish my uncle’s family wouldn’t even look at them.

"Changquan and Changwu, you two brothers, come to my building at the beginning of the morning hour tomorrow. I have something to tell you."

After eating just two bites, Yun Lan lost his appetite.

Before returning to the house, she spoke softly to her two nephews.

The sound was not loud, but it scared the two brothers so much that they dropped the skewers in their hands to the ground.

"Okay, okay."

"Uncle, aunt, I understand."

Although Yun Lan exuded a gentle aura, the brothers' voices still trembled.

The backyard was already deserted.

One person is missing.

It was even quieter now.

Fang Wanru didn't want to eat anymore. The barbecue made by the maids and servants was only 50% similar to the Jiang family's.

There is no comparison at all.

Fang Wanru didn't know that there was such a word as atmosphere in this world.

In fact, the taste of barbecue is the same.

In fact, the taste of Fang's food is even better. After all, the most expensive meats, vegetables and vegetables are bought first, and the servants and maids dare not be lazy and grill each skewer to perfection.

Fang Wanru thinks Jiang’s food is delicious.

It’s simply that the Jiang family is large and lively.

It affected her appetite.

Plus there is no watermelon to relieve the greasiness.

Naturally, I feel that the taste is not as good as Jiang’s.

After eating a few skewers, I got tired of it.

Fang Wanru went to the second floor of the courtyard building and lived in the same room with her mother. They sat on the beauty couch, each holding a book and daydreaming.

As soon as the mother and daughter returned home, they missed the good times of yesterday.

In the backyard.

After having their fill, Fang Yanheng and his son and nephews wiped their mouths and left.

The makeshift oven was put out by the servants.

The maid started to clean up.

Some were sweeping the yard, some were bending over to pick up bamboo sticks, and some were wiping the table with a rag.

Everyone is busy.

"Changyi, how many of these seasonings are left?"

In the study.

Fang Yanheng asked his eldest son.

This barbecue was so delicious.

No wonder my wife and children didn’t come back until midnight.

It tastes really good, better than all the dishes sold in his restaurant. If there are enough seasonings, can it be used in other dishes?

Fang Yanheng came up with the idea of ​​adding seasoning.

"Not much. The Jiang family only prepared three servings for us. Dad, don't think about the seasoning. I heard from Grandma Jiang that her family seems to want to sell barbecue. Our family has made so much money that we can't spend it all in this lifetime. Just leave a way out for others."

Compared to Fang Yanheng who will do anything to make money.

Fang Changyi's character has become more kind.

Hear what my father said.

He knew that his father was probably planning to add some seasoning.

If the Jiang family didn’t have a shop, he wouldn’t care.

Because he knew that his father would definitely spend money to buy it from the Jiang family.

This way the Jiang family can also make more money.

Life will be better.

But the Jiang family opened a shop.

That won't work.

The barbecue is so delicious, the Jiang family will definitely make a lot of money.

There is no way you can make as much money selling condiments as you can making money on your own.

I was worried that my father would steal the Jiang family’s secret seasoning recipe at a low price.

Fang Changyi quickly stopped him.

There was a hint of sharpness in his eyes.

It seemed to be saying, if you have any intention of attacking the Jiang family, I will tell mom.

The father and son stared at each other for a full minute before Fang Yanheng looked away.

"Dad was just asking casually, worried that the seasoning would be gone after we finish eating. You're overthinking it."

After all, he is my biological son.

Fang Yanheng was defeated.

Fang Changyi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Dad, you should go to bed early. I need to go back and take a shower. It's really hot. I haven't moved much, but I'm sweating all over."

After saying that, he turned and left the study.

Fang Yanheng also returned to the courtyard.

As soon as I stepped onto the wooden stairs, the mother and daughter on the second floor heard it and put down their books.

Come down from upstairs.

Fang Yanheng retracted his foot.

So he didn't go upstairs again.

The stairs made a creaking sound until the mother and daughter stepped on the bluestone tiles on the first floor.

The sound then disappeared.

"Dad, Mom, I'm going back to my room. I'll come to greet you tomorrow morning. Mom, please give me a sister. I beg you."

Fang Wanru said this mischievously and ran away holding her long skirt.