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"Didn't you say that Xiao Xiao took it?" Jian Ning moved the food a little closer to him, "Who knows if he ate it."
Although it is a question, the answer is yes.
Because if it weren¡¯t for Fu Tingyao¡¯s instructions, Xiao Xiao would not be waiting below, let alone pick up the call.
There is only one possibility, that is, Fu Tingyao does not want to take over from Chongming.
He is a very awkward person.
??????????? Just like before, I obviously love this taste, but I just don¡¯t say it.
She kept guessing for a long time, secretly observing which one he ate more every time he ate, and then she slowly guessed that his favorite was sweet and sour pork ribs.
And it had to be her.
But he never said it.
He didn¡¯t even give her a look.
Maybe because I hate her, even if I like her very much, I almost never eat at the same table with her.
He didn¡¯t come back until the food was almost cold.
Usually when the kitchen aunt hears the noise, she will heat it up for him.
Maybe I just hate her.
So even if you eat the food she cooks, you must avoid her.
Jian Ning also wisely never went out.
Because at that time, she didn¡¯t want to bore him.
It is also a pleasure to secretly watch him eat the meat and then slowly spit out the bones.
"Mommy, why are you laughing suddenly?" Fu Jia held the bowl and gave her a puzzled look.
"Is there any?" Jian Ning shook her head, picked up her chopsticks and started eating, "I told you not to feel sick."
"I promise you don't think so!" Fu Jia didn't know what she was going to say, and looked forward to it, "Everything mommy says is great!"
Jian Ning: "Do you feel a little salty when you eat that green vegetable?"
"No."
Chongming nodded, "I do."
Fortunately, his taste is still very bland.
You can let her change the topic without anyone noticing.
"It was too hot when I was cooking" Jian Ning said, "So maybe there was a lot of sweat flowing in It's not unreasonable for it to be salty."
Chongming knew that she was exaggerating.
But Fu Jia doesn¡¯t know.
A slap in the face will be late, but it will never be absent.
Fu Jia frowned, couldn't hold it back, and vomited.
Afraid that Jian Ning would be unhappy and still pretend to be nonchalant, she calmly and panickedly picked up the fish soup and took a sip.
Finally the hiccups stopped.
"Did you add too much salt?" Chongming smiled, "Look, Jia Jia is scared."
Fu Jia shook his head violently.
He didn¡¯t!
In order to show his innocence, he even ate a few more bites of green vegetables.
It made everyone burst into laughter again.
After finishing the meal, the atmosphere was quite harmonious.
No one mentioned Fu Tingyao again.
After A Fang finished eating, she went to rest.
Today, because she heard Fu Tingyao's voice, she was frightened and didn't go back to sleep.
Now, my spirit is still very low.
Chongming waited for her to return to the room and held down Jian Ning who was about to clean up the dishes. "It's the same as before, the scissors are the baggage and the hammer. Whoever wins can just lie down and be the boss. There is no need to clean up."
Jian Ning brought her face not far away from him and pointed, "Look at the wrinkles on my face. How dare you mention it to me? I'm not that little girl anymore. There's no need to compare. You can just lie down." Be the uncle, I allow you to do this in my house."
Chongming was stunned for a moment, and the ends of his eyes raised slightly, "No, it looks quite white, just like an egg shell. There are no wrinkles like you mentioned."
He took the initiative to get closer to her.
Instead, Jian Ning suddenly dodged backwards.
"Don't make trouble." She glared at him, "You have a bowl in your hand."
Chongming was a little disappointed. When Fu Tingyao was still here, he stood outside the kitchen and clearly saw their silhouettes approaching closely.
At that time, Fu Tingyao was the first to dodge, not Jian Ning.
He suppressed the wry smile that had no time to bloom, and snatched the bowl from her hand with lightning speed, "You go out, I just stretched out the scissors, and you stretched out the rock. I lost, and you won." Only then do you have the right to lie down on the sofa."
Jian Ning didn¡¯t react: ¡°When?¡±
"That's when you hold the bowl." Chongming demonstrated to her, "When you hold the bowl with both hands, isn't this the stone posture?"
Jian Ning: "Since you like washing dishes so much." She took off her apron, "Then wash the dishes slowly yourself."
Chongming glanced at her and said, "What are you doing! Why don't you put it on for me! My hands are full of foam."
As he spoke, he lowered his head and waited for her to tie it for him.
"You are fully responsible for the work you take on." Jian Ning clapped her hands angrily, "I'm going to take a rest, please don't act coquettishly in front of me and pick on whoever you like."
Still a familiar emphasis.
Although I am a little disappointed, I am still more happy.
Chongming has not seen such vivid Jian Ning for too many years.
It also takes extra effort to wash the dishes.
Squeeze a little dish soap onto each one, then wipe it inside and out, rinse it with hot water, and finally run it through cold water before stacking it in the cabinet.
In the end, he finished cleaning up and he didn¡¯t use the apron.
If Jian Ning hadn¡¯t tied it for him, he would rather soil the clothes he was wearing than do it himself.
trouble.
Chongming washed his hands, came out of the kitchen, and collapsed on the sofa like Jian Ning.
The fan on the roof whirred and creaked from time to time.
This is a remote suburb after all, and there are occasionally a few cicadas chirping from outside.
Although it¡¯s a bit hot.
But this time is particularly beautiful.
Neither of the two people spoke.
In the end, it was Jian Ning who broke the silence first, "Jia Jia, stop rubbing it for me. Your face is flushed from exhaustion."
"Mommy, I'm not tired!" Fu Jia rubbed his belly with a smile, "I've eaten a lot, and I still want to continue serving."
Jian Ning nodded, "Oh, it would be better if you are not tired." She pointed at Chongming, "Go and rub this uncle."
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She glanced at Fu Jia and continued, "He washed the dishes in our house today, so he helped you. Tomorrow this job will be yours."
Fu Jia: ""
But the person I want to serve is Mummy.
This uncle is not his father yet, he is still in his inspection period, but he is going to serve him now?
Chongming: ""
Why do I feel that Fu Jia¡¯s eyes are a little resentful
"Forget it, forget it." Chongming waved his hand, "I'm such an old man, and I'm a man. What's wrong with washing the dishes? Don't embarrass Jiajia. Let him go back to his room to rest."
"That's the only bedroom in our house." Jian Ning said, "If you hadn't come here today, A Fang would have slept in the living room. She gave up the bedroom to me since I came here."
After saying this, Chongming became interested, "She was your former prison cellmate?"
"Yeah." Jian Ning said, "But now, it's more like family."
She is the only family in this world.
"Is it crowded here?" Chongming immediately knew the importance of A Fang, "Do you want to change a house for you?"
"Hey, Mr. Chong is so rich now?" Jian Ning joked, "Buy a house if you want me to."
"Haha." Chongming gave her a look (remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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