Farmer girl with space for good farming

Chapter 370 A slap in the face (5)

Looking at eating the chicken legs and looking at the chicken on the plate, he also said that it was so hot that it would be delicious if it was eaten whole.

Hearing that Mu Li shook her head secretly, has this guy never eaten chicken in his previous life?
Tear two chicken legs to Xiaofeng Xiaozhi, and eat chicken wings by himself.

"Sister, you can eat chicken legs. You haven't eaten chicken legs every time. You want to eat this time. I will eat other chicken meat." Xiaofeng gave her the chicken legs.

Mu Li shook her head and said, "Didn't I say that, I don't like to eat chicken legs, I prefer to eat chicken wings."

The chicken thigh meat is too thick, and the meat inside is basically tasteless. The chicken wings are still delicious, with less meat, and the cooking is delicious.

"Sister, why don't you eat a chicken leg." Xiao Zhi also persuaded by passing the chicken leg.

My sister was wronged today, it's better to eat a chicken drumstick.

In their eyes, chicken legs are the most delicious part of the whole chicken. How could Muli not like it? She must have said that because she wanted to give them to eat.

"Yes, yes, Xiaoli, the chicken legs are delicious, you will know how delicious they are after eating one."

While Father Mu was stuttering, he did not forget to persuade this good girl.

In fact, the main reason is that he also thinks chicken drumsticks are the most delicious. How can Mu Li say that he doesn't like such a delicious thing? It's simply disrespect for food.

Mu Li looked at Father Mu who had finished eating one chicken leg and was about to tear the second one into his mouth, and was very speechless.

It sounds so nice, but you give me a chicken leg, so that your words still have a little bit of weight.

As a result, the three of them gave way to each other with two chicken legs, and you, the father, occupied the whole chicken, watching them make Kong Rong Rang Li, and would not split a chicken leg to balance the balance.

What a 'good dad'.

Seeing him eating so deliciously, Mu Li couldn't help teasing him, and said to him: "Father, there are four of us, two chickens, four chicken legs, or if you give me one chicken leg, we happen to be alone one?"

A certain father who is eating chicken drumsticks: "..."

"This, this is not good, I have eaten this chicken leg..." Mu father looked at the well-behaved daughter, and then at the chicken leg that he had only taken two bites in his hand, feeling a little bit reluctant.

"It's okay, I don't mind." Mu Li continued to laugh.

Father Mu was in a dilemma immediately, looking at the chicken leg in his hand, and then looking at the drooling staring at his chicken leg—the image of Mu Li in Father Mu's eyes at this moment.

The chicken legs are so fragrant and fragrant.

For the girl?
Or not to the girl?

It's hard for honest people.

Seeing this scene, Mu Feng and Xiao Zhi both laughed, they could all see that it was sister teasing dad.

Mu Li has a slight obsession with cleanliness, and she doesn't want anything Xiao Zhi has eaten, let alone the chicken legs that have been gnawed into a mess and covered with a lot of saliva from Mu's father.

But Dad really believed it, and it was still so embarrassing.

Of course, they also knew that Father Mu didn't want to give it, it wasn't that he didn't like Mu Li, it was just that he was reluctant to part with the foodie's obsession with food.

Well, foodie.

This is a new word my sister popularized to them, and it describes Dad like this.

"...How about, next time I have chicken legs, I'll share them with you?"

After hesitating for a long time, the honest man was still reluctant to let go of the chicken leg in his hand.

"Well, that's fine, then tomorrow Dad, you are not allowed to eat the chicken legs, Dad, it's mine." Mu Li nodded and smiled.

Chicken is made every day, and this chicken leg is snatched by Mu's father every time, and he will not give it to his children and daughter-in-law.

Mu Li made a rule about this, two chicken legs, and every time they cook, they take turns to eat chicken legs, two people every day, one round every three days.

It just so happens that it's his turn tomorrow.

"……All right."

I'm a little sad that I won't be able to eat chicken legs tomorrow, but I don't feel so sad when I think I ate two drumsticks today and have so much chicken.

(End of this chapter)