"Hey, okay"

Mrs. Sun neatly packed the dishes into the bowls, picked up the tray and was about to leave, but Mrs. Tan called out to her again.

"Then take off the apron around your waist. It's so dirty. The guests will have no appetite after seeing it."

Tan said angrily.

Mrs. Sun blushed and nodded repeatedly, "What mother said is that my wife didn't think carefully."

After Mrs. Sun took off her apron, she picked up the tray and delivered the food to the front yard.

Mrs. Tan curled her lips towards Mrs. Sun's back and muttered, "That's reckless, not decent."

Mrs. Sun didn't hear Mrs. Tan's muttering. The woman was walking briskly carrying the tray.

She cooked all these dishes by herself, and the guests were satisfied with the food, and she was also happy.

Especially when I think of my man, his leg problem is about to be cured.

I'm afraid I'll be sitting at the table with guests now.

The man had been bored in the house for a month or two, and it was almost moldy.

Now I can finally eat food, drink and chat at such a festive banquet like other men.

The woman's heart was filled with unspeakable joy

She carried the tray into the main room in the front yard.

First, he placed a dish of fried small yellow croaker on the tray on the table.

He smiled and said hello, then turned around and went to the table of men in front.

Yang Huaming stood up to take the food.

Before leaving, Mrs. Sun glanced at the guests on the table.

The woman was surprised.

Another glance.

Strange, why Qing'er's father didn't come?

"Third daughter-in-law, as long as the food is delivered, you have nothing to do here. You can go back to the kitchen."

Old Yangtou drank until his face turned red.

Seeing that Ms. Sun was still at the table, he waved his hand towards Ms. Sun.
Chapter completed!