The first bamboo horse: spoiled little green plum

Chapter 137 0137. What should I draw? (7)

Zhuang's father kept looking in the direction of the studio while cooking the noodles, until he saw Jiang Shaoheng leading Zhuang Xinian out, his heart was only half relieved, he hurriedly cooked the noodles, and took out three bowls Bring to the table.

Looking at the noodles in the white porcelain bowl, Zhuang Xinian felt uncomfortable and didn't want to eat too much, so she stopped by the dining chair.

Seeing her frowning staring at the white porcelain bowl, Jiang Shaoheng hurriedly picked up half of the noodles with chopsticks and put them into his own bowl, and then used chopsticks to stir up some of the noodles in the noodle soup so that they would not look too much look like.

Don't ask Jiang Shaoheng why he knows so much.

After serving a lot, you will know what kind of habit this little ancestor of your own family has.

So every time he buys noodles, he likes to buy egg noodles, the kind of noodles that won't stick together when cooked, and look too much and not tasty.

But Dad Zhuang didn't know this!
Ever since Jiang Shaoheng was able to entrust Zhuang Xinian to take care of him, he has been busy with his own affairs. Sometimes even if they have noodles at noon, they may not eat together.

So it's normal to not know the little girl's habits.

Zhuang Xinian looked at Jiang Shaoheng and her father's eager eyes, even if she no longer had an appetite, she had no choice but to obediently sit down and eat noodles.

Zhuang's father has been cooking for many years, so there is nothing to say about his craftsmanship.

It's just because Zhuang Xinian can't eat anymore, so eating these noodles tastes like chewing gum, and I can't feel anything after eating them.

The two watched the little girl slowly eat the remaining half of the noodles, with relieved smiles on their faces.

Zhuang's father put the remaining half of his heart back.

As long as it can be eaten, other things are not a big deal and can be solved.

The only thing I am afraid of is the little girl who refuses to eat.

"Niannian, eat more?" Zhuang's father saw the little girl wiped her mouth with a tissue and was about to leave the table, so he hurriedly asked one more question.

Zhuang Xinian had a small face, without a smile, and said dryly: "No more, I can't eat anymore."

Then he plunged into the studio again.

Zhuang's father watched Zhuang Xinian's eyes and then silently moved back to Jiang Shaoheng. Seeing Jiang Shaoheng frowning tightly, he knew that today was a dead end.

Then after asking Jiang Shaoheng if he wanted to eat noodles, Jiang Shaoheng refused. After taking two bites, he felt that he couldn't eat any more, so he took them away.

Jiang Shaoheng said goodbye to him while washing the dishes, and he let Jiang Shaoheng go away after saying goodbye.

What can I do if I don't let him go?

That's the effect at best, and it's useless to make people stay.

When he woke up the next day, Zhuang's father could feel that Zhuang Xinian's mood had recovered a little, but he still felt more of that melancholy.

He couldn't persuade him, he had persuaded him once before, but the effect was almost non-existent, so he could only leave it to the child himself.

But he doesn't regret signing up the little girl for this competition this time. The little girl chose to inherit his mantle. Then this kind of thing will definitely happen often in the future. Now that this situation is exposed earlier, she can get through it earlier. , so as not to wait until the future to participate in a larger level of competition and then suddenly this situation will be really difficult.

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