Uncle Cao echoed and said, "Miss Ning is a very serious child. ”

Yu Hualing acquiesced to Uncle Cao's words.

If you are someone else, who is willing to serve her, a picky old woman.

"Grandma~"

Ning Qiluo put the stew pot containing borscht on the coffee table, then put a small saucer on the coffee table, and finally picked up the tray with her hands behind her back.

Borscht in a stew pot and baked apples in a small plate.

Yu Hualing smiled and asked her, "Have you considered apples, what is in the stew cup?" ”

"This time I made borscht, but my cooking skills are not very good, grandma, you try it first, if it doesn't taste right, I'll make it again."

Yu Hualing thought to herself, and did it again.

Tossed back and forth, it's nine o'clock now.

Even if the taste is wrong, she can't toss this little girl anymore.

Uncle Cao stepped forward to lift the lid of the stew pot.

Yu Hualing gestured: "Eh, let the little girl come." ”

Uncle Cao stopped, looked at Ning Qiluo, and made a gesture of please.

Ning Qiluo nodded, leaned over, and lifted the lid of the stew pot.

The sweet and fragrant taste of borscht came, Yu Hualing just smelled the taste and wanted to eat it, picked up the spoon and tasted it, raised her eyebrows, and then picked up the baked apple next to her to eat it, eating and eating, the brows were completely relaxed.

"Sour and sweet, fresh and smooth, and the taste is almost the same as that cooked by the Ukrainian chef we invited, not bad, not bad."

The taste is really ok.

There is no one in the Jiang family who can't cook.

Even though Yu Hualing's taste is very picky, she still praised it seriously.

Ning Qiluo just wanted her grandmother to eat the taste she was satisfied with.

Now that Grandma is satisfied, her mood is also relieved.

Finally got it right.

"I've made three dishes in a row, are you tired? Come and sit down and try the borscht you made yourself. ”

Yu Hualing beckoned and asked Ning Qiluo to sit beside her.

and motioned to Uncle Cao: "Add another pair of chopsticks." ”

Uncle Cao's jaw.

Ning Qiluo didn't refuse, she was about to come over and sit down, when at this time, the voice of the Filipino maid came from the other side of the side hall:

"Good evening, Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Ying is back late!

Ning Qiluo's eyes lit up.

At this time, she has unlimited energy, and she was praised by her grandmother just now for making good borscht, she thought to herself, why don't you make one for Jiang Yingchi? Let him praise her too.

At this moment, Jiang Yingchi had already bypassed the main hall and entered the side hall.

Seeing grandma sitting on the sofa, Ning Qiluo was standing beside her.

There was a faint sweet and sour fragrance in the air, and he frowned.

Bu Ruo Meteor walked over and stood beside Ning Qiluo, first looked at her carefully, and finally his eyes stayed on the band-aid on her hand, and her pupils were darker than the night outside.

"Grandma."

Jiang Yingchi looked at Yu Hualing, her face cold.

"Done?" Yu Hualing asked.

"Hmm." Jiang Yingchi nodded.

Ning Qiluo listened to this conversation and asked in wonder, "Jiang Yingchi, do you know that grandma is coming tonight?" ”

Jiang Yingchi said: "I don't know. ”

He was telling the truth.

Grandma came over tonight, unexpectedly.

If it was expected, he wouldn't take her back to Green Valley Yunxi.

Including what his grandmother asked her to do before he came back, he knew everything.

His eyes sank, and he was displeased.

The hand took out of the pocket and touched hers.

Ning Qiluo looked down.

Jiang Yingchi had already held her hand: "Why haven't you slept yet?" ”

His large hand wrapped around her little hand, his fingertips rubbing gently against her tiny knuckles, like ...... It was as if he was soothing her.