Whether Xu Jing has successfully flown over the hospital and Old Man Zheng, the people here are not clear.

The only thing that is clear is that Qi Guanguan has made up his mind this time to correct Zhou Jiu's nonsense.

Qi Wanguan hung up the phone and went to get a feather duster.

Zhou Jiu saw that the situation was not good, so he rushed into the kitchen early and squatted on Grandma Qi's shoulder.

Qi Guanguan naturally wouldn't be in front of Grandma Qi, yelling at Zhou Jiu to drink six plus sticks.

But this did not delay her from being behind Grandma Qi, pinching her phalanges to threaten Zhou Jiu.

However, Zhou Jiu didn't eat this set, he kept his stomach and ate the delicious food made by Grandma Qi.

Qi Guanguan's threat was ineffective, and he watched Zhou Jiu eat the delicious food made by his grandmother.

Moreover, the food was very happy.

Holding a feather duster in his hand, he was so angry that his ears were smoking.

Behind Grandma Qi's back, she danced the feather duster into a set of swordsmanship.

Grandma Qi is hard of hearing, and she doesn't know that there is someone behind her, jumping up and down on Ke Jin'er.

Grandma Qi used chopsticks to dip a little bit of bacon with chili sauce and fed it to Zhou Jiu.

"Why don't you try this? Can you eat this? If you can eat it, your grandfather loves to eat this wine, and he used to make such a plate every time, put more chili peppers for him to drink, otherwise the old man will not leave the kitchen." What else, do it for him. Let him do it himself, but don't burn my kitchen......"

Zhou Jiu lowered his head, picked up the bacon on the chopsticks, put it in his mouth and tasted it.

This bacon dish is again a perfectly cooked dish.

It is chewy and not old, and there is more of a trace of smoky fireworks than fresh meat.

Because it is a relatively heavy raw material for meat.

So I put some spices to relieve greasy Tixiang, but I couldn't taste what was there.

But when combined, it's like a heavenly work.

It's just a little spicy, and I don't see much chili pepper dipped in it......

Zhou Jiu is actually not very spicy.

But he can still accept the general spicy dishes.

It's just that I don't know if it's because this pepper variety is spicy enough, or because it becomes the current small body, it can't be spicy.

Zhou Jiu stuck out his tongue and jumped off Grandma Qi's shoulder to find water to drink.

Grandma Qi looked at Zhou Jiu and smiled.

"Ouch, I forgot to tell you, this is a specialty sent from Xiangxiang, and the taste is quite different from ours. I heard that they use this chili pot over there, and over time, even the pot is spicy. ”

No matter how kind a grandmother is, sometimes she will have a little bad taste.

Grandma Qi, who had been amused by Zhou Jiu, brought a plate of peach cakes.

Leaving a small piece on the plate and putting it on the porcelain table for Zhou Jiu, he turned around and saw Qi Wanguan, and took her out of the kitchen.

Qi Guanguan hurriedly changed his hand to hold a feather duster, and took over a large plate of peach crisp.

"Grandma's craft is really getting better and better. ”

Qi Guanguan patted the.

"I haven't eaten it yet, just smelling it, I feel so fragrant!"

Grandma Qi smiled and patted Qi Guanguan.

"I know to coax your grandma, but this is not for you to eat, it will be a little hard if you eat this. If you want to eat it later, grandma will make it for you. This is for the shopkeeper, who likes to eat sweet hard teeth. ”

The squirrel had already smelled the sweet smell of peach crisp, and had already scurried out of his nest and waited in the middle of the road, staring at the kitchen door.

As soon as Grandma Qi and Qi Guanguan came out, they felt the little trembling hair on the ground, and their eyes lit up.

In this way, Qi Guanguan is not good at eating its vinegar, and the little cute thing likes to eat, which is nature!

As for the huskies, they also like to eat......

I don't look cute and eat so much.

Huskies:......

The squirrel rubbed his paws and waited for the peach cake to be handed over.

Then he jumped up and down, jumped on the table with shortbread in his hand, and ate it with gusto.

The budgie was watching the Dream of Red Mansions TV series, shaking his head and getting into the play, and when he saw the squirrel eating, he rushed over and rushed over.

The squirrel was only concerned with eating, and did not look at the budgie that was probing its brain.

The budgie tilted its head to look at what the squirrel was eating, and shook its head feathers, not interested.

turned into the Dream of Red Mansions TV.

In the emotional place, he also hugged the squirrel for a while.

As soon as the budgie affectionately gave its wings, it protected the squirrel in its arms.

"How is my sister doing?"

The squirrel chews on the peach crisp with grinding teeth: "Click, click, click." ”

"It must be excellent...... This rattling mouth is so good that it is almost catching up with the dog. ”

Zhou Jiu, who listened to the whole process: This guy is really boring.

Zhou Jiu didn't understand why the budgie caught the squirrel and called him sister, and when he caught him, he called his sister.

Although Zhou Jiu doesn't want to be called sister, compared to sister, at least it's better.

Sister sister or something, if you talk about it carefully, who can have this lady in the whole house.

Qi Guanguan can have half of its motherly girlishness, then it really has to burn high incense.

In the blink of an eye, another day, the morning grocery shopping was interrupted.

So the dinner table in the evening was not so rich.

Instead, I bought some vegetables nearby, and combined the pickles at home to make three dishes and one soup.

Budgies and squirrels crunchy on the side.

When it was time for dinner, the cloud-covered snow cat also came out from behind the curtain and came to his cat bowl.

Zhou Jiu has seen other people's cats waiting for food.

When these little ones are hungry, they are the most clingy.

From the kitchen to the cat's bowl, they can always stick to their trouser legs, and their eyes are lingering and compassionate, like lovers for 800 years.

The mouth meows non-stop, and the tail is erected to hook up, completely lacking the usual noble and glamorous master.

However, the dark clouds covered the snow and still looked so cold.

Sitting in front of the cat's bowl and waiting for food is like sitting on the king's chair and waiting for the coronation.

Sticking to the trouser leg?

Inexistent.

Meow?

Impossible.

It is better for the people who make offerings to be nimble with their hands and feet, and be careful that the master does not eat them for a while.

Zhou Jiu looked at the dark clouds covering the snow and familiarly dodged Qi Wanguan's hand that he was trying to touch.

He lowered his head and sniffed the cat food, trying to judge whether today's confession meets the standard of opening his mouth.

After a long time, I took a snack.

Tsk, hypocrisy, it's so much to eat.

Zhou Jiu raised his stunned fur and looked at Qi Guanguan along the cat's bowl.

Qi Guanguan didn't touch the cat, and was embarrassingly withdrawing his hand, and turned his head to see Zhou Jiu, who had been paying attention to this side for a long time, and had not moved a mouthful of his own food.

Qi Guanguan: "I'm used to it, anyway, the most worry-free thing at home every time I eat is you, I don't eat a bite for a long time, I don't have the energy to talk about you, really." ”

Week 9: ......

The cloud-covered snowcat lifted its head from the cat's bowl and gave a mocking look just right.

Zhou Jiu moved his claws, slightly trying to lift the rice bowl.

……