The first bamboo horse: spoiled little green plum

Chapter 579 0578. She said with a crying voice... (13)

Zhuang Xinian squatted next to Jiang Shaoheng and watched him roast.

Since elementary school, Jiang Shaoheng has shown extraordinary cooking skills.

When he grilled skewers for the first time, after he tried Zhuang Xinian's poison, he chose to do it himself and had enough food and clothing.

If so, Zhuang Xinian was the one who achieved Jiang Shaoheng's culinary skills.

While skewering, Mu Qingyun and Cheng Suru watched as Jiang Shaoheng skillfully brushed the grilled wings with sauce, slashed them, and turned them over.

I really have to sigh that people are really different.

But Zhuang Xinian didn't have so many thoughts, he stared at the roasted wing in Jiang Shaoheng's hand without turning his big eyes.

In fact, Jiang Shaoheng hasn't baked for a long time, and the texture is all based on his cooking experience over the years.

To be on the safe side, he decided not to give Zhuang Xinian the first roasted wings.

Let Mu Qingyun try it out first.

Then make another adjustment.

After 3 minutes, Jiang Shaoheng felt that the roasted wings in his hand should be good, and handed them to Mu Qingyun: "Try and see if you can eat it."

Mu Qingyun was shocked when he received the roasted wings.

No matter what, he thought that he had to wait for the last one to get the grilled wings!

totally unexpected!
He is the first!
It was probably because Mu Qingyun's expression at this moment was too shocked and very happy, which made Zhuang Xinian's little emotions about being robbed by him a lot.

"If I tell you to eat, eat it quickly! What a show!" Zhuang Xi laughed at him.

After being pleasantly surprised, Mu Qingyun suddenly felt a wave of fear.

Why did he feel the love from Father Jiang so suddenly? !
Are you going to test him for drugs? !

Zhuang Xinian really couldn't bear to see him groaning like this, so he grabbed the skewer of roasted wings from Jiang Shaoheng's hand and stuffed Mu Qingyun's mouth.

"Well!"

Mu Qingyun was stuffed into his mouth suddenly, and subconsciously moved his mouth to chew.

"I feel that the taste is okay, but it's still a bit bland, but it's ripe."

After eating the first skewer, Mu Qingyun honestly expressed his suggestions and opinions.

Jiang Shaoheng nodded, and this time directly put the three skewers of grilled wings on the grill.

The first string is used to test the feel.

Since the feel is still good, let's get started directly.

Seeing Jiang Shaoheng's actions, Zhuang Xinian's eyes lit up.

Then grill the wings.

hot dog.

chicken tenders.

From five to seven in the afternoon.

During the period, Zhuang Xinian took a few skewers and ran in for Mama Cai to taste.

"belch!"

They took care of all the things they bought, only Cheng Suru still held the last half string of chicken tenders.

"My day is too full, I'm so full, I'm so full!"

Mu Qingyun didn't care whether the balcony was dirty or not, and just lay down on his back.

"Who the hell said there wasn't enough to eat when shopping?" Zhuang Xinian mocked him.

"Yes, yes, my fault, my fault!" Mu Qingyun didn't argue with Zhuang Xinian any more, and simply took the fault to herself.

After all, people eat soft mouths.

Although Zhuang Xinian didn't bake it, Jiang Shaoheng's baked it was almost the same.

After lying down enough, Mu Qingyun bounced up from the floor, and then looked at Cheng Suru who had just finished the last bite: "Daughter-in-law, are you okay? Okay, let's go."

"Well, it's ready." Cheng Suru also threw away the bamboo stick, took out a paper towel, wiped her hands and stood up.

But looking at the mess on the ground, he hesitated and said, "Shall we leave after cleaning up?"

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no! Let's go! I'll just clean up here!" Zhuang Xinian waved his hand and pushed the two of them.

Zhuang Xinian also knew how troublesome the Cheng family was. She didn't invite Cheng Suru to play at home to let her go home and be scolded.

"Okay, then Qingyun and I will leave first! Goodbye!" Cheng Suru smiled, and went to Zhuang Xinian to give her a hug.

"Let's go! Bye! Be careful on the road!" Zhuang Xinian waved at them.

After seeing off Mu Qingyun and Cheng Suru, Zhuang Xinian looked at the mess on the ground, and his whole face collapsed in an instant.

I was very happy when I was eating, but I really felt that there was nothing to love when I was cleaning up.

Especially those charcoal residues or oil stains.

Jiang Shaoheng smiled: "Okay, go take a shower, I'll clean it up here."

Zhuang Xinian shook her head: "No need, I'll clean it up with you! It's faster this way!"

The little girl smiled, shaking her small white teeth, then bent down and neatly picked up the bamboo sticks and packing bags.

Jiang Shaoheng didn't stop her either.

He has always expressed a great deal of approval for the little girl's work-loving behavior.

It's just that he won't criticize the little girl for having to work.

For him, as long as he was around, Zhuang Xinian could do nothing.

But if Zhuang Xinian took the initiative, he would be happier.

Because that means the little girl knows she's being pampered, but she hasn't turned bad.

The two worked together to clean up the mess on the balcony.

During the process, Mother Cai sneaked to the glass door of the balcony to take a look.

After seeing the two of them packing up the remaining things in an orderly manner, he smiled and walked back without saying anything.

Although she cares about the child very much, she will not interfere too much with the child's behavior.

Just like when Zhuang Xinian and Zhuang's father agreed to go to the training camp in France, although she advised Zhuang Xinian not to think about art students, the final decision was still in Zhuang Xinian's hands of.

And not in her hands.

Zhuang Xinian took all the packed garbage downstairs to throw it away, while Jiang Shaoheng searched out a roll of water pipe from the storage room, turned on the faucet in his bathroom, and then picked up a can of dishwashing liquid and started cleaning the balcony .

When Zhuang Xinian came back, she saw Jiang Shaoheng cleaning the balcony with a broom.

Zhuang Xinian has liked playing with water since she was a child, and she especially likes to play this kind of water sweeping game.

"Brother Shaoheng! Give it to me! I'll sweep it!" The little girl happily waved at Jiang Shaoheng.

Jiang Shaoheng glanced at her and said, "Roll up your trouser legs."

The weather is cold, and if the clothes on the body are wet, it is easy to catch a cold.

Playing in the water is fine, but health must come first.

"Oh!"

Zhuang Xinian obediently bent down and rolled up her trouser legs, and then immediately ran over to take Jiang Shaoheng's broom.

In fact, the parts that are very dirty and difficult to clean have been brushed off by Jiang Shaoheng, and the rest is just to be cleaned casually.

That's why Zhuang Xinian was told to stop by Jiang Shaoheng after he had been playing with water for a long time.

"Okay, okay, it's been washed, you go back and take a shower." Jiang Shaoheng threw away the water pipe, and went in to turn off the faucet after leaving this sentence.

When the results came out, Zhuang Xinian was still playing with the water.

"Zhuang Xinian!"

"I'll go!"

Zhuang Xinian was most afraid of Jiang Shaoheng calling her full name, because at this time it meant that Jiang Shaoheng was about to lose his temper.

　Two in one.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)