Chapter 1221 Calling Yun'er Girl

Displeased eyes fell on Huo Chunhua, "I said you old lady, Hui'er girl's marriage is such a big thing, you still make things up, what are you thinking about? !"

When Zhao Baoshan said this, Huo Chunhua was a little unconvinced, "Old man, what do you say I do, you should say that cook, who made his ink ink so good!"

"Ink ink? Why ink ink? It's not here yet. If the banquet is opened later, it will be opened later. People don't want to be slow, right?

"Old man, you say I'm useless at this time! I just can't see that cook. Look, there's no cook like that, just leave!" Huo Chunhua continued to talk.

Zhao Baoshan only felt that Huo Chunhua was really hopeless.

"Hmph, tell me now, the cook is gone, who will cook the dishes? This is the order, where can I find a cook? If today's banquet is messed up, our old Zhao family will be lost, let's see how I clean up you. !" Zhao Baoshan snorted softly and said to Huo Chunhua.

Being stared at by Zhao Baoshan, Huo Chunhua felt a little flustered, afraid that Zhao Baoshan would really clean up herself.

It's really a question of who to cook right now.

Huo Chunhua's eyes were wrinkled, and she said to Zhao Baoshan, "Old man, this cook is gone, if we can't do it, let the girl Yun'er help you..."

"Girl Yun'er help? Then you go and try it first, so that you can move girl Yun'er!"

"This..." Huo Chunhua frowned, naturally knowing that Zhao Yun'er was not easy to handle.

"Then let me try it first!" Huo Chunhua muttered after struggling for a while.

This banquet cannot be delayed for too long, it needs to be resolved quickly.

"Okay, then you can try it!" Zhao Baoshan nodded in response.

At this time, after Zhao Yuner watched the battle of Zhao Xinhui's marriage, she went back to the kitchen to help cook.

Zhao Xinhui's ostentation of getting married will definitely come from Shili Baxiang.

Everyone is envious of Zhao Xinhui, but Zhao Yuner doesn't feel much.

What's the use of the form, no matter how big it is? Zhao Xinhui married a concubine in the past, and who knows how long that lecherous man, Young Master Meng, will spoil Zhao Xinhui.

Zhao Yuner felt that it doesn't matter even if the married person is poor, the main thing is that that person treats you well, that's the most important thing.

"Mother, did Dad go to the table for a drink at noon?" Zhao Yuner asked casually.

Liang Jinqiao nodded and said, "Yes!"

"That dish can make one person less!"

"Row!"

"By the way, mother, how much did you give for the little girl's wedding?" Zhao Yuner wentssips, afraid that she, her father and mother, would give too much.

Speaking of this, Liang Jinqiao's expression was a little lost.

"Hey, I started sending sixty-six cents of money first. Your mother said that we gave too little, only sixty-six cents! It's not easy for your aunt to get married. If we are brothers and sisters-in-law, we should give a little more!" Liang Jinqiao said something.

After listening to Liang Jinqiao's words, Zhao Yuner's brows knit together, "Sixty-six wen is too little? When Sister Ping'er got married, didn't they only give twenty wen?"

Speaking of which, Zhao Ping'er's marriage is even more difficult, shouldn't the old Zhao family give more?

"Hey, Yun'er, you can't say that either, your aunt is an elder after all..." Liang Jinqiao's tone was a little helpless.