Chapter 242: Boiled Eggs PK Peach Crisp

After Maizi said a series of words, she saw Yan Qiuming staring at her in a daze, and she didn't react, she pushed him, "What do you think, did you listen to me?"

"Maizi ......" Yan Qiuming watched Maizi staring at his big watery eyes, and wanted to suppress it and execute it on the spot, but thinking about the current relationship between the two, Yan Qiuming still held back. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Moreover, he took the initiative to put the wheat back on the ground, stood up, and walked to the door, "Forget it, I'm leaving, this almost made a mistake." ā€

After speaking, Yan Qiuming walked out of Maizi's room as if she had escaped, Maizi frowned and thought for a long time, and recalled the time when the two got along just now, Maizi also suddenly thought of it, she bit her lip, her face was flushed, and muttered, "Yan Qiuming, this rascal ......"

Yan Qiuming left early the next morning, Maizi deliberately got up early, and planned to spend time to get him something, but it was too early, Maizi didn't prepare at first, and it was too late, so he simply wrote, took eggs from home, boiled more than a dozen eggs for Yan Qiuming, and let him eat them on the road, so that when he ate eggs, he could also think of himself.

Maizi packed the eggs in a lunch box and went to the place where the car was taken at the entrance of the village.

When they got there, Yan Qiuming and Ding Mei had already arrived and were waiting for the car, and no one from the Yan family came to send it, only Liu Xuehua and Yan Qiuxiu came.

Seeing these two people, Maizi sighed, thinking that today's noise probably couldn't be avoided, but there was no way, so he still had to face it.

She walked towards Yan Qiuming with the box in her hand, and after reaching him, she handed him the box, "It's for you, eat it in the car." ā€

Yan Qiuming just watched Maizi come from afar, his eyes kept stopping at her, how gentle and gentle, this heard Maizi say that he had prepared something for him, and his face suddenly smiled like a flower, and then he rubbed Maizi's hair with doting in his eyes, and said with a smile, "Getting up so early to make things, wouldn't you only sleep for a few hours at night?"

After speaking, Yan Qiuming reached out to pick up the lunch box in Maizi's hand.

But before Yan Qiuming could pick it up, Liu Xuehua, who was behind him, suddenly reached over and snatched the lunch box in Maizi's hand, and immediately opened it.

When she saw the dozen or so eggs inside, Liu Xuehua shouted with disgust, "It's just such a broken thing, you are embarrassed to take it out." ā€

When it was over, she suddenly found a net bag from Yan Qiuming's duffel bag, which contained an extremely good-looking plastic lunch box, which looked much more foreign than Maizi's iron lunch box.

Liu Xuehua took out the lunch box and opened the contents to show Maizi, "Look at what Ding Mei made, it looks good." ā€

In the lunch box is a thing called peach crisp, bright yellow, very particular, it looks much better than your own boiled eggs, and of course it is indeed a lot more delicious.

Although she could have made this thing better if she had made it with wheat, her boiled eggs today were indeed no match for other people's peach crisps.

Ding Mei didn't know if she wanted to show off in front of Maizi or what, she suddenly took the lunch box from Liu Xuehua's hand, smiled at Maizi and said, "Maizi, do you want to taste it?"

Maizi was originally going to refuse, but after seeing the smugness flashing in Ding Mei's eyes, she suddenly changed her mind, she suddenly reached out and took the lunch box handed over by Ding Mei to reason, and ate a few pieces of peach crisp in the lunch box.