Qin Tianze bit the empty spoon in Fu Bao's hand under everyone's gaze!

His cold starry eyes looked at Fu Bao with a smile, showed a very fragrant expression, and said with a smile:

"Delicious, thank you."

"Well, I'm not cured yet."

Su Xiaomei grinned, lowered her voice and said to Su Aiguo.

"He is reluctant to be disappointed by Fubao."

Su Aiguo looked at Qin Tianze with a smile, this child is cold to others, but he really takes care of Fubao, as if he spoils Fubao more than his own family, and he can't bear to make her sad at all.

Su Bao'er looked at her empty spoon, and then looked at the handsome little guy who was smiling at her!

Obviously the egg custard is gone, but he still says it's delicious?

Alas!

My aunt was right, he wasn't healed yet.

Su Bao'er looked at the silver bell on her wrist and made a wish:

"Silver Bell, Silver Bell, let this cool little handsome guy get better!"

Unfortunately, Silver Bell did not react again.

Is it really weird?

Su Bao'er looked at Yinling suspiciously, could it be that there were not enough good thoughts?

When Su Bao'er was competing with her own silver bell, Qin Tianze had already taken the small bowl from Su Xiaomei's hand and fed Fu Baolai under her stunned gaze.

"Alas!"

Su Xiaomei sighed, Qin Tianze is taking down Fubao?

I'm so unhappy!

In the past, I rushed to feed Fubao with my eldest brother and second brother at home, and I still had a time when I could grab it with my sister's identity, but now that Qin Tianze's baby is here, I have no chance at all.

The food of the Su family tonight is also very good, white flour and big steamed buns, stewed beans with pork belly, steamed eggplant mixed with garlic paste, sprinkled with some shallots, beautiful and delicious.

Jiang Yueru looked at it nervously for a while, and was relieved to see that Qin Tianze was blowing cold before feeding Fubao.

"Xiaoyue, eat some egg custard!"

Jiang Yueru didn't worry about her granddaughter anymore, and began to entertain her prospective daughter-in-law warmly.

It's like a dream when she thinks about it, she still thinks it's incredible, how can a beautiful girl in the city marry into her family?

Since Xiaoyue doesn't dislike her family's poverty, she should be even more good to her, otherwise she will be wronged too much.

"Thank you, auntie."

Qin Yue's little face flushed, and she thanked her sweetly.

Her mother-in-law is good to her, and she has to be good to her mother-in-law, so she didn't busy eating egg custard by herself, but first sandwiched a piece of pork belly and put it in Jiang Yueru's bowl:

"Auntie, you've lost weight, eat more."

Yang Muqing was quite relieved to see that her future mother was so good to her niece, and looked at Su Aiguo with a smile and quipped:

"Patriotic, uncle is the matchmaker for the two of you, right?"

"That's right, my uncle is the matchmaker between me and Xiaoyue."

Su Aiguo will come to things! Immediately get up and toast the eldest uncle:

"Uncle, I salute you, if it weren't for your old man in our Red Star Village, Qin Yue and I wouldn't be husband and wife, let's do it first."

"Haha, I deserve it, but this glass is not a thank you wine, it is an apprentice bar!"

Yang Muqing laughed loudly, he actually rarely drank alcohol.

Wine is a pleasant thing, drinking more hurts the body, and it is easy to make mistakes in disorder, but whoever toasts this is the wine, and his nephew and aunt must drink the toast.

"Master."

Su Aiguo smiled, and immediately climbed the pole and shouted to the master, and made bold words:

"I will do it first as a respect, this time I will definitely be admitted to the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and I will never embarrass you."

"Huh!"

Yang Muqing smiled and nodded in agreement.

There was no doubt that Su Aiguo was talking big, and through the process of teaching Aiguo this afternoon, he found that this kid was a genius in medicine.

The pulse skills that others take several months to master, he learned in one afternoon, and in the future, his attainments will only be above himself, and he can pass on the ancestral medical skills and carry them forward, how can Yang Muqing not be happy?

"Ah, you've drunk them all?"

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