Dressed as a wronged stepmother, I was pampered by three villains

Yan Beichen said: "I think Tian will make another move, be careful and lurk, and continue to investigate."

"Yes." Yan Ba ​​took the order and stepped back.

As evening approached, Mrs. Tian was too lazy to do any honorable work. She only said that there were not many people in the family and the Marquis was not feeling well, so it was not appropriate to hold a big banquet.

The reasons are sufficient and the words are high-sounding - Yan Er and Bi Luo both need to stay in bed, and they will wait until their family of five can recover and be healthy again.

Zhang Biluo was so happy that if he really had a family dinner, he would have to pretend to be sick, so he might as well tinker with the small kitchen in his own courtyard.

Of course, Mrs. Tian was skeptical as to whether Yan Beichen was really ill. As the head of the house, even if it was inconvenient for her to receive treatment, she still had to make a gesture.

She first sent a maid to deliver bedding and bed tents, and then sent people to deliver food boxes and medicinal materials. She showed full concern, but in fact she wanted to go into the yard to see what was going on.

However, Yan Er's yard is guarded like an iron barrel. You can deliver things, but you have to put them down when you get to the door. No one can even try to get in, and they can't even poke their heads in.

The maid and the boy wanted to express their dissatisfaction, but they didn't dare. The few people guarding the door were almost as high as the door frame, with broad and thick shoulders, dark skin, and beards. They all looked good.

Like Zhong Kui, who wouldn't tremble after seeing him?

Yan Lai was not convinced, so he stretched his head and looked in. The big brother at the door grabbed his neck and almost broke it. Yan Lai was so frightened that he ran away. Later, he called his companions to take a look. What a great guy, there was a big handprint on the back of his neck.

All swollen!

The shadow in Yan Lai's heart grew bigger and bigger, and he had nightmares for several days in a row, and he still had lingering fears every time he thought about it.

After several failed attempts, Tian was of course not willing to give in. He picked a few who were good at climbing over the wall and climbing over the tiles to pry. They fell down wailing as soon as they flew up to the top of the wall. On average, each person had five darts, two sleeve arrows, and ten

The remaining plum blossom needles.

Finally, Yan Liu went to tell Mr. Tian: Madam, our house is not safe. We have fought off several waves of sneak attacks. The young madam sent me to send you a message. The bastards who are looking for trouble are particularly vicious. You

Elderly people must be guarded at home to ensure they don't get hurt.

The more Mr. Tian listened, the angrier he became. This man was cursing again!

After a few twists and turns, Tian's business temporarily stopped, but Zhang Biluo had already rolled up his sleeves and started cooking himself.

This journey is not easy. If you want to hide your identity, you have to try not to show your face. The cubs often stay in the carriage all day long and eat their meals in the carriage. The adults can endure it, but the children really can’t stand it. Dabao and

The second child has lost weight!

Don't ask Xiaobao, this child's weight, volume and cross-section data have been growing steadily, and Zhang Biluo can hardly hold him anymore.

The dishes were served one by one, and Xiaobao started to salivate just by smelling them. If Zhang Biluo hadn't taught him so well, he would have started making them!

Crispy pork belly, garlic vermicelli shrimp, pepper beef fillet, squirrel mandarin fish, steamed pork ribs with glutinous rice, Zhang Biluo stir-fried bacon and winter bamboo shoots, steamed an egg custard called "Zhengshengshang", and made his own sauce, using shrimps

Made a salad with fresh fruits.

Finally, another vegetarian stew was served to relieve greasiness.

Zhang Biluo asked Yan Liu to call Xing Jing, but Xing Jing was adamant that he did not dare to sit with the general. He only said that he got along well with the Yan family's digital party and that it would be more comfortable to eat and live together.

The three cubs showed off their joy. Dabao said while eating, "I, Yanlongcheng, love my mother's cooking the most. It's so delicious that my nose twitches."

I don’t know what kind of metaphor this is, but Zhang Biluo was very happy to hear it.

It was the first time for Tang Yan and Yan Beichen to enjoy "family-level treatment". Tang Yan was quite arrogant, waving his fan but not moving his chopsticks, "Don't worry, Dabao, don't choke. Nothing your mother makes is exquisite.

Can it be eaten?”

Zhang Biluo said angrily: "If you don't want to eat, get off the table and stop beeping. Don't delay our family of five from eating."

Tang Yan wanted to comment again, but before he could say anything, Dabao took away the bowl of rice in front of him and said, "Uncle, if you don't want to eat, give it to me so that you can save it later."

Bang, Xiaobao's soup spoon fell to the ground. The child was not polite and grabbed his uncle's spoon, scooped up the soup and put it in his mouth.

Yan Beichen ate silently, working gracefully until the second bowl of rice. Seeing that Tang Yan was still awkward, he advised: "Stop struggling, you won't even have chopsticks after a while."

Tang Yan muttered: "I have dedicated my whole life for your family. It's not worth it if I don't have enough to eat, so I just have to make do with it..."

Yan Beichen threw a piece of beef tenderloin into his mouth, and if he said another half word, Zhang Sanniang would definitely drive him off the table.

Tang Yan bit the beef tenderloin and felt his teeth hurt. What about Yan Beichen? Why did he use a small dagger to feed the stuttering ones?

Taking a bite of the piece of meat, Tang Yan's eyes suddenly lit up, "The cook told me to eat, the rice is hot and the fish is delicious."

"Uncle, what you are eating is not fish." Erbao pointed out mercilessly that his uncle used poetry indiscriminately.

Tang Yan was delighted, "The second treasure is very smart, uncle, don't try to fool me, she is nothing when she was Lin Ying, my second treasure will definitely become famous in the capital in the future!"

"Hurry up and eat." Yan Beichen couldn't stand it anymore. If this guy continues to be so noisy, he won't be allowed to eat in the future.

Eight dishes and one soup were enough to satisfy Yan Beichen, Tang Yan and their three cubs.

Tang Yan couldn't help but burp. He blushed and took the water brought by Bao Fu to rinse his mouth, and then said: "I have never heard of Zhang Sanniang having such cooking skills before. The taste is pretty good, just the food."

It’s a little slow going up.”

Zhang Biluo snorted coldly, "Eight dishes and one soup, just Ni Xibaofu and I are cooking, how fast do you want to cook it?"

Tang Yan was scolded, but he was quite happy, "I understand, isn't it because there are not enough manpower? I will send a few more useful maids tomorrow."

Zhang Biluo was not polite to him, "You have to know the basics."

"That's natural."

"Be smart and reliable."

"Don't worry, I'll choose someone with good cooking skills for you."

Zhang Biluo glared at him, "What do you mean?"

"I've given away all the maids who help in the kitchen, so there's no need to be embarrassed if you come to eat with me from now on."

Yan Beichen was so annoyed that he waved his hands and said: "You have been away for so long, don't you miss your mother? You should go back home quickly, I really don't have a place for you to live here."

Tang Yan looked surprised, "Your legs are not good, how can you still consummate the marriage? Let's just collapse together and sleep? I just have a lot of things to do..."

Yan Beichen pointed to the door, "You've been talking all the way. I don't want to hear a word right now. Leave quickly without seeing you off."

Tang Yan was still a little unwilling, "Dabao, why don't you go back and play with your uncle?"

Zhang Biluo said angrily: "If Dabao wants to go in the future, he has to choose a proper date, bring gifts, and go in good order! He is still 'sick', 'sick'!"

Tang Yan had no choice but to turn around after taking three steps. He felt that he must be the uncle who loves his nephew the most in the world.