Three-year-old little dragon cub: I am a group favorite in the villain's house

Chapter 562: The eldest grandson is so filial! ! !

Even though Song Zhao was cursing, he was still striding as he carried the lunch boxes to the kitchen, looking very energetic.Li Chengqian had no choice but to follow Song Zhao with Yuan Bao.

The two of them walked towards the kitchen. From a distance, they saw a fat man in red chopping firewood in the yard. There was a lot of movement. Gao Min was watching from the side, holding a small wooden file in his hand. son.

"What is she doing?" Song Zhao looked at Li Chengqian behind him in confusion and asked, "Is her head burned out?"

Xingxing's ears have always been very useful. She put down the ax in her hand with a hum and shouted loudly towards Song Zhao: "Grandpa, I didn't burn out my head! It's the third brother who wants to give it to me." I’ll make cold skin to eat.”

Xingxing had almost never eaten Liangpi before, and had only eaten it after coming to the capital. Xuanxuan began to pester Gui Bo to ask him to help, and in the end he actually asked him to find a recipe for making Liangpi, so Xingxing asked Xingxing to Chopping firewood outside.

"Look at what you look like now, you look like you came back from coal mining." Song Zhao glanced at the little bastard, and greeted her and Gao Min: "You two eat the food sent by Fugui Restaurant first. I'll go in and take a look. That stinky boy Xuanxuan.”

Song Zhao placed several lunch boxes on the stone table nearby. Yuan Bao immediately waggled his tail and placed the lunch box he was holding next to Xingxing.

"What are you doing?" Li Chengqian did not follow Song Zhao into the house. Instead, his eyes fell on the small wooden file in Gao Min's hand.

"You care so much?" Gao Min asked in a cold voice, not intending to answer.

Li Chengqian snorted lightly.

in the kitchen,
Song Zhao was dumbfounded as he looked at the excellent cold skin made. Just as he was about to speak, he noticed a gust of wind flying around him. Soon, Xuanxuan's surprised shout came from outside: "Wake up, wake up, Come in quickly, I've made it, hurry up, sister Minmin, help me bring in the peppers from outside."

Song Zhao, who was regarded as a transparent person: "..."

Xuanxuan ran in like a gust of wind. He held the small kitchen knife skillfully and started to cut the side dishes. He was going to mix the cold skin for Xingxing to try.

It was at this time that Xuan Xuan discovered Song Zhao standing there like a wooden stake. He couldn't help but asked Song Zhao in confusion: "Grandpa, when did you come? What are you doing standing here looking at me? I I just made a little bit for our children to eat."

Xuanxuan's appearance clearly shows that he is protecting his food.

Song Zhao walked over carrying several lunch boxes: "..." Unfilial descendants! ! !
Song Zhao was finally kicked out. The children's chirping laughter came from the kitchen, and Song Zhao left cursing.

At this time, Mrs. Song strode towards Song Zhao. Seeing Mrs. Song's big steps, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is Old Man Sheng here?"

Mrs. Song nodded.

"Okay, I understand, I'll go right away." Song Zhao nodded and followed Mrs. Song towards the front yard.

As a result, when they walked to the front hall, the couple saw an old man dressed in simple clothes and looking a little haggard sitting there. Song Zhao tilted his head and stared for a long time before recognizing that this was Mr. Sheng.

"Old Man Sheng, how did you become like this? Didn't you never wear anything other than silk and satin?" Song Zhao asked in surprise. Could it be that Old Man Sheng was abused by his sons? ? ?This is amazing.

"Song Zhao, Brother Song!! Can you lend me some money??" Mr. Sheng saw Song Zhao, his haggard eyes suddenly lit up, and he rushed towards Song Zhao...

(End of this chapter)