[1]Transmigrated As A Delicate Bundle Of Luck For A Farming Family

Ch 44:Temper

Old Wu asked calmly, “Have you eaten?”

Before the Su family could respond, Su Chong’s stomach rumbled.

Madam Zhao replied in embarrassment, “Doctor Wu, we haven’t. You eat first. We’ll-”

Old Wu interrupted Madam Zhao and said, “What are you talking about? Let’s go eat. I’m not an unreasonable person. You should be free to eat and drink here. How can you get better if you don’t eat and drink? If you really don’t want to trouble me, hurry up and get well.”

Old Wu was a little fierce. He turned around and went straight to the kitchen. Good lord, there was only vegetable soup in the pot.

Madam Zhao didn’t leave a single piece of meat for themselves. They were all in his bowl. There was also no rice left in the pot, and only a layer of crusts remained.

Since it was all white rice, Madam Zhao did not dare to cook too much of it. However, she did not know Old Man Wu’s appetite, so she did not cook much and gave it all to him.

The crusts were probably kept because she thought Old Wu was old and did not like to eat it.

“How annoying.”

Old Wu muttered impatiently.

Madam Zhao cleaned the kitchen very well. Even the table that he had not used for a long time had been washed. Old Wu went out and brought the dishes back to the kitchen from the main room.

Seeing that no one had come out of the side room, he roared fiercely, “What are you waiting for? Waiting for me to chew it up and feed it to you? Hurry up and come eat!”

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Madam Zhao, who was in the room, trembled.

The kids were scared too.

Old Wu was very fierce, but his attitude was also clear. He wanted them to eat!

Su Sanlang said gently, “Darling, let’s go eat. The children are hungry.”

“Sanlang, wait for me. I’ll bring it to you in a while.”

Madam Zhao nodded and brought the children over.

By the time Madam Zhao arrived at the kitchen, Old Wu had already scooped the vegetable soup into the pot.

He took a bowl and distributed the rice. When he saw Madam Zhao, he said angrily, “You cooked too little. I have a lot of rice here. Cook more tomorrow. There’s too little meat. I don’t even have enough to eat. Cook more of it tomorrow too. Kill a chicken and a duck in the chicken coop every two days.”

“There’s another one bucket beside the rice bucket with flour. If you know how to make steamed buns, dumplings, and noodles, make them too. I find it annoying to keep eating rice only, understand?”

Old Wu looked at Madam Zhao.

Madam Zhao nodded in a daze.

Old Wu felt that Madam Zhao was really petty and had no outlook. However, when he thought about how she was merely a woman to begin with, he thought that he should not argue with her.

Women were troublesome.

1

If he made it clear this time and Madam Zhao was still stingy about the food next time, then don’t blame him for losing his temper.

2

Looking at the children, Old Wu said with a much better expression, “Hurry up and eat. If you’re not full, blame your mother for cooking too little. Eat first. If there’s not enough, let your mother cook some porridge later.”