The host of the beauty is holding a beautiful murder

Chapter 239 The Little Lady of the Han in the Mountains (19)

"Mother, you can eat too." Seeing that Yun Yuan had solved his century-old problem skillfully, Meng Qiansheng excitedly grabbed Yun Yuan's hand, "Miss, you are so kind."

Meng Qianying: Brother!Where is she?Isn't it just a spoonful of chicken for mother?This is simply hypocrisy!

Chen Yun: Confused (⊙_⊙)?

"Mother, Siyu also wants to eat chicken." Meng Siyu said softly.

When he said this, Meng Siyu lacked confidence.

The old Sun Cuihua would never treat him well, let alone feed him meat.

Even though Yun Yuan said that he would eat meat for him, Meng Siyu still had to ask Yun Yuan first.

Yun Yuan stood up very generously and picked up a whole bowl of chicken into his own bowl. Watching her move, Meng Siyu's hope gradually faded, and he lowered his head in frustration.

The chicken in Yunyuan's sandwich is all tender.

Putting a whole bowl of chicken in front of Meng Siyu, Yun Yuan said, "Honey, you just eat what's in the bowl."

The chicken on the plate was very hot and steaming, Yun Yuan found the few memories about Meng Siyu from the original owner's memory, and then learned that Meng Siyu can't eat hot food, so he took out the chicken, it wasn't so hot, and it didn't matter. It is convenient for him to eat.

"Lady, I'll get you a bowl."

"Need not."

The original owner always used two bowls when eating.

One for brown rice porridge and one for vegetables.

So the bowl Yun Yuan put chicken in for Meng Siyu was empty.

Yun Yuan doesn't have this bad habit, so there is no need for extra bowls.

If it weren't for the fact that today's dish was stewed chicken, and there was soup, Yun Yuan would not have asked Meng Siyu to serve meat dishes in a small bowl.

Chen Yun and Meng Qianying still looked like they had seen a ghost, looking at Yun Yuan with suspicious eyes.

This person is not Sun Cuihua!
"Then let's eat." Meng Qiansheng took a deep look at Yun Yuan, and he liked Yun Yuan more and more.

Although both Chen Yun and Meng Qianying killed and ate the chickens at home regardless of Yun Yuan's obstruction, it is still very happy to have meat to eat.

Especially when Yun Yuan and Meng Qiansheng went up the mountain, they brought so many prey back.

After dinner, Meng Qianying asked Yun Yuan to wash the dishes by name, but Yun Yuan glanced at her lightly and ignored Meng Qianying.

"Little sister, don't make trouble!" Meng Qiansheng scolded Meng Qianying, and then said softly to Yun Yuan: "Miss, you don't need to wash the dishes, let me do it."

"Brother!!!" Meng Qianying stamped her feet frantically and shouted.

Yun Yuan ignored Meng Qianying, and said with a sweet smile: "Thank you, Mr., Mr. is the best for me, mua~"

As soon as Yun Yuan pouted, Meng Qiansheng moved his thin lips to her pink lips.

Lips touch, fleeting.

Meng Qiansheng, who was so happy in his heart, went to wash the dishes humming an incoherent tune, and Meng Qianying was so angry that she was half dead.

"Sun Cuihua, don't be complacent."

Yun Yuan especially hated the original owner's name, "Don't call me Sun Cuihua, call me Yun Yuan from now on."

"You are Sun Cuihua, I just want to call you Sun Cuihua! Sun Cuihua Sun Cuihua Sun Cuihua Sun Cuihua..."

"Childish." Yun Yuan didn't bother to talk to her.

"Sun Cuihua, I warn you..."

"If I were you, I wouldn't talk so much nonsense." Yun Yuan interrupted her indifferently, "You can also see Meng Qiansheng's attitude towards me. He didn't divorce me when I was so bad before, but now It's even more impossible to divorce me, you don't know, on the mountain, I was tired from walking, it was my husband who carried me on his back, and even fed me water himself."

Although Yun Yuan didn't really ask Meng Qiansheng to recite, what she said was the truth.

(End of this chapter)