Chapter 270: Her Black History, Used by Him

They persuaded them for a long time, but they only drank a bowl of porridge at noon, and refused to eat a single bite at night.

The old lady said that they had no appetite, and they had no choice but to persuade them.

Zhao Zhao's small milk voice was also lowered, "Prepare dinner, beef wontons~"

The menu was all thought of, and the housekeeper knew that Miss Zhaozhao could understand what she meant.

I heard that Miss Xiao's mother is a scientist, is this the power of heredity?

On the dining table, three bowls of wontons, a plate of cold crispy bamboo shoots, and a small plate of milky mashed potatoes.

Zhao Zhao scooped up the thin skin of the little chaos with a spoon, the thin skin was wrapped in a fragrant meat filling, and the smell made people drool, Zhao Zhao blew a few mouthfuls, and then bit off half of it, a little hot, and her tears were burned.

Mrs. Fu wanted her to slow down, but she didn't expect the little gluttonous cat to bite down, her little mouth was snorting back and forth, and her fleshy face was very fragrant.

She laughed.

"Didn't you eat at home, and you even ate cake just now. Gu Zeyu couldn't eat one after eating one, but he saw that Brother Zhao had already scooped up the second one and was eating.

Zhao Zhao ignored him.

Gu Zeyu pursed his lips.

The white porcelain spoon is very big, Brother Zhao's mouth is small, so big, the spoon always can't be put in the mouth when eating, it's a little cute and hideous, seeing this, Gu Zeyu took out his mobile phone and secretly took a photo.

I feel that in the future, this photo may be used as her black history for him.

The province is crushed by her IQ over and over again every day.

The little girl's food was so fragrant that Mrs. Fu looked at her unconscious stomach and was a little hungry.

"Why doesn't Grandma Fu eat it, is it because it's hot?" Zhao Zhao jumped off the chair, made a fan with his little hands, fanned the wind on the bowl, and tilted his head to look at her, "Xinyue Ma Ma said, if you don't eat, your body will be very weak, and you will have no strength. ”

Hearing this, there was something that Old Madam Fu didn't understand.

It must have been something that the housekeeper said to Xiao Zhaozhao, and Xiao Zhaozhao came over to eat with her.

was stared at by the little girl, and ate all the chaos all the night, and Mrs. Fu felt a little more energetic.

The doctor came, checked his temperature, and prescribed medicine.

"It's already seven o'clock, then Grandma Fu, Zhao Zhao is going back to class, otherwise my teacher will not be able to coax~" Zhao Zhao took out a small box from his small schoolbag, "This is a gift from Zhao Zhao to Grandma Fu~ When Zhao Zhao is gone, Grandma Fu can open it~ Grandma Fu, Zhao Zhao will not come over in the last few days, Grandma Fu don't forget me~"

Zhao Zhao's little milk voice was chirping, and there was a little reluctance in her coquettishness.

After getting along in the past few days, Grandma Fu is a very gentle woman, she is from Sioux City, she has the gentleness of a Jiangnan woman, and she is also easy-going and easy to get along with, she is a good grandmother.

She came to repay the favor because she owed it, and now it's almost the same.

"Wait, Xiao Zhaozhao~" Old Madam Fu was a little lost, beckoned the housekeeper to come over, and then asked the housekeeper to take down the box she had upstairs and handed it to Zhaozhao.

"You told Grandma Fu about this very late, so I didn't have time to prepare the gift, this small object, just give it to Zhao Zhao to play." ”

In the car, Zhao Zhao opened the small box that Mrs. Fu gave her, glanced at it, and then fell silent.

It is a string of jade Buddha beads, it looks like it has been some years, she can't see whether this string of Buddha beads is very valuable, but it should also be Grandma Fu's often held in her hand, representing the old man's heart, meaning the blessing of peace.