Chapter 692 Dinner table manners

   "I love you, why don't you eat the meat first?" Chu Cai was aggrieved, he felt that his wife had indirect convulsions, especially when compared with other women.

   "Hmph, I want to buy rouge powder!" Wang growled angrily.

  Chu Cai nodded hurriedly: "Okay, buy buy buy."

  Wang snorted arrogantly: "As for this, the third sibling said they would give it to me."

   "At that time, my hands will be as beautiful as those of my third sibling!"

  When Chu Cai heard this, he immediately felt that his wife was dreaming. The third younger siblings were so beautiful, how could they be the same casually? However, it was rare to see his wife happy, so he thought it was better not to tell the truth.

  When Ye Muyu walked over, Chu Xing, Chu Ziluo and the children at the table all looked nervously at the meat in the pot.

  Everyone is holding chopsticks, waiting for the meat to be cooked.

  Chu Jin is too short to stand on a stool. Even so, he is still bowed and very tired.

  Ye Muyu walked over and took his chopsticks: "Mother help you."

   "Thank you, mother." Chu Jin breathed a sigh of relief, put his hands on the table, and still looked nervously at the meat in the pot: "Mother, when can we eat it?"

   "We've been cooking for a while."

   "At least the inside of the sliced ​​meat must be discolored before it can be eaten. It's very impolite to cook the meat if it's not cooked for a while longer." Ye Muyu taught them by the way.

  Chu Jin nodded: "Mom, I know, you can't keep picking from the bowl, and you can't stick your chopsticks in the rice."

   "Yes, Xiao Jin remembered correctly."

   "Brother Bo, your meat is not yet cooked. You have already taken a bite. You can't put it in again. It's impolite. We will all drool on your saliva." Chu Jin pointed at Chu Bo immediately.

  Chu Bo is only six years old, impatient, and the meat is naturally undercooked.

  Chu Bo’s action of planning to put it in again stopped instantly, and his eyes were red: "I want to eat meat, but I can't eat it now. I have to put it in and cook it."

  Chu Jin looked serious: "No, we are all eating, how can we eat your saliva."

  Others could not help but refuse after hearing this.

  Seeing that everyone refused to let him go, Chu Bo almost burst into tears.

Ye Muyu insisted, and gave him another piece of meat: "Abo, Third Auntie, can you cook another piece of meat for you? Let's give your dog a piece of meat. Let's take this as a lesson and remember to cook it in the future." Eat it later."

  Chu Bo sniffed and saw that there was a new piece of meat, so he didn't cry, and hurriedly pressed it over: "Thank you, Third Aunt, I will burn it a little longer."

   "This time it was an accident. In the future, everyone should boil it before eating, otherwise it will make people laugh when you go to someone else's house as a guest."

   "Do you want to be laughed at?"

   "I don't want to." Several children shook their heads.

  Chu Bo sniffed and said, "Third Aunt, but you don't usually get laughed at at home, and the dogs in the village eat the same bowl of noodles and drink the same bowl of soup together, and they don't even wash their hands."

   "Then don't they look very impolite? And easy to stomach pain?"

  Ye Muyu asked with a smile, and at the same time told the children to eat the sliced ​​meat after it was cooked.

  Chu Bo needs to slow down. Although he is impatient, he can only hold back his anxiety when he thinks that the piece of meat cannot be eaten just now.

   "Yes, I often have stomach pains, but it will be fine after a while."

"You are wrong if you think so. You often have stomachaches, and you will have to take medicine to get better in the future. If you spend money on medicine, you can't buy buns. It's not worth it." Ye Muyu will not reason with them, son Well, it's strange to understand.

  (end of this chapter)