The kitchen on the 33rd floor has the best water purification system, the water quality is already excellent, and it is also very clean and sweet to drink.

She was 16 years old again, and the 33rd floor became a golden finger, and the water quality and ingredients in it went to a higher level, and now, these things seem to be even more extraordinary.

The water flowing from the faucet is more crystal clear, sweet in the mouth, and contains an indescribable energy.

The same goes for fruit ingredients.

The magic of Xinghui is experienced by Star Fruit Creek, but Xinghui can't share it with others, but now, these water and ingredients can.

Thinking of the 91-year-old old lady, her heart suddenly became hot, and she immediately made a decision and took out a few ingredients to make them.

If her idea is feasible, then the old lady can stay with them for a longer time.

Prepare things, star fruit creek then went downstairs.

"Momo got up just right, just in time for breakfast. Cheng Cuijuan was slowly placing dishes and chopsticks on the table, and said with a smile when she saw her.

Her belly is not obvious, but the panache is sufficient.

"Early. Carambola Xi's gaze swept Cheng Cuijuan's stomach, smiled, and went directly to the kitchen, "Sister, I'll help you." ”

There was only one Yang Danxi in the kitchen, she was frying her pickled cabbage in front of the stove, and nodded with a smile when she heard this: "Okay, send the porridge and steamed buns out." ”

"Good. Carambola Creek obediently complied.

"Ah Yan, Ah Jin, Qingqing, it's time to eat. Cheng Cuijuan stood at the door of the hall and shouted.

A response was not long in coming.

Carambola Xi listened to the movement outside, and saw that no one came in, and the eldest sister didn't pay attention to her, so she quickly mixed some of her own porridge into the porridge of her grandmother, grandmother, eldest sister and Yanxi.

On the 33rd floor, she heard Cheng Cuijuan instructing her eldest sister to cook porridge and side dishes.

"Sister, help me in a while. Yang Yanxi stepped on the mud on his feet at the door, saw Carambola Creek come out, and immediately said.

It had rained for a day and a night, and it had cleared up by this time, but it was wet everywhere.

Yang Yanxi didn't know what he was busy with, and he got a lot of mud on his trouser legs, and even his body and face were stained with a lot of black ash.

Carambola Xi glanced at him, and didn't ask what he wanted to help, and nodded directly: "Okay." ”

"Those things aren't busy. The old lady came out of the house on crutches.

"Taigong. Carambola Xi hurriedly went over to help, while secretly paying attention to the old man's face.

Fortunately, although the face is not as rosy as usual, it is not very bad.

"You don't need to help, you can sit too. The old lady waved her hand and sat down slowly.

Carambola Creek immediately put the porridge that had been mixed the least in front of him.

The old man was too old, and she didn't know how much he could absorb, so she could only take her time.

"This porridge is well boiled. "The old lady has no teeth, and she drank porridge for breakfast, and she drank two bowls before she stopped, and praised it after drinking.

"I like it, I'll make it for you tomorrow. Yang Danxi responded happily.

"Good. The old lady finally had a smile on her face.

"Eldest sister, it's boring to drink porridge every day. Yang Qingxi hates to drink porridge the most, and he is holding half a bowl and drinking it reluctantly, and when he heard this, his face suddenly darkened, and he raised his head and said a word dissatisfied.

"Pick you. Yang Yuanqiao finished feeding the old lady porridge, just came out, and when he heard this, he immediately intercepted Yang Danxi's words and reprimanded, "A few years ago, I was so hungry that I even ate soil, and I could buy one person with such porridge, you say it's boring?"

"Qingqing, don't be picky. Cheng Cuijuan glared at Yang Qingxi, and said to Yang Yuanqiao with a smile, "Mom, it's me who is not good, I usually slow them too slowly, as long as they are at home, the dishes on the table are not the same." ”

"Loser girl, Hai Xia is working hard to make money outside, so you are such a waste? Haven't you heard how bad a loving mother is? I know that I am not good and I still don't change, and I am embarrassed to say it. ”

Yang Yuanqiao sat down at the table with a chatter, but the action of serving the porridge was not ambiguous at all.

"Danxi, you too, this porridge is too thick, from Ming'er, except for the old man and the old lady, everyone else adds more water, these small dishes are not needed, get some mixed in the porridge, make vegetable porridge is good, just right, Qingxi doesn't think the white porridge is boring? ”

Carambola Creek almost burst out laughing.

She is also afraid of her grandmother's nagging, and now she wants to watch her grandmother find trouble with Qingxi's mother and daughter, and she feels that this kind of nagging has become cute.

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