Reborn 1990: Cannon fodder fat wife wants to stand up

Chapter 310 The sought-after porridge

Old man Sun couldn't help picking up the crutch that was at hand, wishing he could beat his son back into the furnace and rebuild it.

But before he could hit his crutch, he was stopped by Jiang Huizhi.

"Eat well, why are you vomiting with the child?"

Although Jiang Huizhi was quite speechless, but her son just loved beauty a little bit, it's not a big problem, as long as she, as a mother, can't see it at all.

A mother can tolerate it, but a father, he, can also bear it!
Sun Shuqi finally regained her vitality and became a vigorous young man again.

Sitting on the chair, while praising Meng Yao for his vision, he stirred the white porridge that Meng Yao cooked.

Meng Yao and Jiang Huizhi looked at each other, smiled and shook their heads helplessly.

Although Sun Shuqi sometimes has a childish temper, she is really easy to coax.

"Godmother, try the buns I made, godfather..."

Meng Yao first picked a steamed bun for Jiang Huizhi, and then another for Old Man Sun. Before she could pick up the third, Uncle Hu and Sun Shuqi stretched out their plates at the same time.

Meng Yao froze for a moment, looked at Uncle Hu who was staring at her, then at Sun Shuqi who was looking at her, and picked up the third bun.

into his own mouth.

"Well, not bad, delicious, everyone try it!"

Just wanting to get rid of this matter with one sentence, Uncle Hu blew his beard on Meng Yao unhappily.

"Girl Yao, you are really unreal. How can I say that I am an elder, but you don't give me a handcuff, and you, grandson, no matter how big or small, you even snatch me from an elder like me. Did you forget that I am Your uncles!"

"I didn't compete with you, I just wanted my sister to make buns for me."

Sun Shuqi muttered silently, picked up the buns and ate them on her own, as if she didn't hear Uncle Hu's accusations.

Meng Yao giggled, avoiding Uncle Hu's gaze, trying to make Uncle Hu calm down and have a good meal.

It's just that her behavior of ignoring him kept Uncle Hu humming in anger.

Sun Shuqi is a child, and Uncle Hu is an old child.

It's really helpless for two people to get together.

Meng Yao reluctantly picked up a steamed stuffed bun and sent it to Uncle Hu's empty plate, "Uncle Hu, try it."

Seeing that Uncle Hu was still staring, Meng Yao couldn't help smiling at him, and said kind words to him, "The steamed stuffed bun was too hot just now, I want to cool it down for you to eat again, Uncle Hu, eat it quickly!"

"Call uncle!"

Meng Yao was helpless, "Uncle!"

Only then was Uncle Hu satisfied, he hummed and picked up the soft steamed bun with his chopsticks, his eyes looked at Jiang Huizhi for a while, and old man Sun for a while, obviously showing off to them.

Really old and childless.

"The buns are delicious, and the porridge is also delicious!"

Uncle Hu couldn't help but wonder if Meng Yao usually delivered it after it was ready, did he miss the best time to eat and drink? The breakfast he made today was obviously much more delicious than usual.

Especially this porridge, not only fragrant and delicious, but also warm in the stomach after drinking it, which is very comfortable.

After Uncle Hu finished drinking a bowl, he got up and wanted to fill another bowl, but was knocked off by Old Man Sun.

"It's not for you!"

When Uncle Hu heard this, he couldn't help blowing his beard, "I don't have my share there, but there is still in the casserole!"

But old man Sun scooped everything into Jiang Huizhi's bowl domineeringly.

"This porridge is good. It nourishes the stomach and is easy to digest. You should drink more!"

Jiang Huizhi didn't refuse, but nodded.

The main reason is that she also likes to drink this porridge.

Uncle Hu couldn't help feeling resentful.

Uncle Hu told himself: He is such an adult, it is not easy to grab porridge from a patient.

Jiang Huizhi drank up the porridge, and Sun Shuqi reimbursed the steamed stuffed bun. She hiccupped at the end of the meal, but she still managed to finish it.

After eating, he slumped on the chair, held his stomach contentedly and said: "The food made by my sister is really the most delicious in the world. It's so delicious. I can't bear to leave my sister. Sister, otherwise I will ask you to give it to me." Be a cook?"

Sun Shuqi squinted her eyes and said comfortably, obviously joking.

However, the old man Sun, who couldn't bear him being so foolish, didn't bear him this time. He picked up his crutch and tapped Sun Shuqi's shoulder. He was so overwhelmed that he made a big movement on the chair and almost fell down.

Sun Shuqi cried again, looked at her father with aggrieved eyes and asked, "Dad, why did you hit me again?"

Old man Sun couldn't understand his son's recklessness, and secondly, he couldn't understand his futile appearance. Seeing his miserable face after being beaten, he couldn't help but want to beat him again. Meng Yao quickly stopped him. .

"Godfather, brother, you like to eat what I make, I'm so happy, brother was just joking!"

Sun Shuqi was afraid that old man Sun would hit him again, so she immediately nodded her head in agreement: "Yes, yes, I was just joking, with my sister!"

With Meng Yao pleading for mercy, old man Sun naturally didn't hit him again, but he still made a fool of himself.

In order to divert old man Sun's attention from Sun Shuqi, Meng Yao changed the topic: "Godfather, are you going to the medical clinic later? I'll go with you. I want to visit the shop!"

Old man Sun nodded, "I'll go back and get the medicine box!"

Meng Yao blinked, "I'll take something too!"

She was going to decorate the food and send it to Qiao Xin, so that if she didn't go, she would really starve to death in the shop.

When Sun Shuqi heard Meng Yao say that she was going to the shop, she wanted to open her mouth and say to go with her.

Meng Yao, who had been realized in advance, glared at him secretly, telling him to be more honest.

If he said to go with him, maybe his godfather's crutches hit him again.

after all……

Godfather really disliked him.

After receiving Meng Yao's reminder, Sun Shuqi slumped on the chair again in resentment. He was really depressed. Why did his father dislike everything he did? He didn't seem to have done anything bad?

Depressed, super depressed?
When Meng Yao went to Uncle Hu's place to get some ingredients, Liu Yishou was staring at the bowl of porridge left for him in a daze.

Meng Yao invited him to have dinner together just now, but Liu Yishou wanted to tidy up the kitchen first, Meng Yao let him go and left him steamed buns and porridge.

The few of them had finished eating, and Liu Yishou still had a lot of porridge.

"what happened?"

Meng Yao's voice interrupted Liu Yishou's meditation, he straightened his back, and faced his master respectfully.

"I was thinking, why does this porridge taste better than mine!"

Meng Yao: "..." The water quality of space water is as clear and sweet as mountain spring water, or better than mountain spring water, and the taste of naturally boiled water is different.

Meng Yao rubbed her nose, pretending to be stupid, "Have you figured it out yet?"

Liu Yishou shook his head seriously, "Rice and water are the same, except for the heat!"

But when cooking porridge, he was the one who watched the fire.

"Master, why?"

Liu Yishou was full of doubts, and Meng Yao faced him with doubts, "I don't know if you ask me, I only know that the same recipe, made by different cooks, tastes very different!"

So, don't dwell on this issue.

(End of this chapter)