Chapter 25: The Best Porridge

Su Yayan's reaction when she heard this was similar to Yu Ziyan's, she blinked, and her expression was incredulous: "Why do you think so?" Did someone tell you something? ”

Of course, Huo Chenhuan couldn't admit that he was stimulated by the old man during Su Yayan's live broadcast, he pursed his lips and said in a low voice: "I have a high seniority." ”

Before this, whether it was Su Yayan or her brother, as long as it was the same generation as Huo Shaofeng, everyone had to call him uncle.

Su Yayan suddenly understood the crux of the problem, and said with a smile: "The generation is big and not old, my grandfather has a brother-in-law who is only eight years old this year, and he runs around like a monkey with a snot bubble." If you dare to say that he is old to your face, believe it or not, he will immediately cry and run back to complain to those elders in the family? ”

Huo Chenhuan was stunned for a moment, but he unconsciously imagined that picture, and there was a little more smile in his eyes.

Su Yayan saw the change in his expression, thought of some of the evaluations of him from the outside world, more or less guessed what he was minding, took the initiative to hold his hand and said, "You are not old at all, on the contrary, I think you are ...... Very charismatic. ”

is obviously so bold in front of others, but she always has a hint of caution in front of her, and she especially likes to worry about some small things.

Su Yayan is not disgusted by such a contrast, but has a kind of little joy that she is valued.

When Huo Chenhuan heard Su Yayan say this, his heart trembled slightly, and although he didn't show any unusual expression on his face, the tips of his ears turned red.

Seeing this, the smile in Su Yayan's eyes deepened a little: "Okay, let's not talk about this." Hurry up and take a look at the porridge and soup I brought you, it won't taste good when it gets cold for a while. ”

After watching the whole live broadcast, Huo Chenhuan had long been extremely curious about the two things Su Yayan did.

"Drink some soup first, this soup is very appetizing, you can taste it."

Huo Chenhuan nodded, took the small soup bowl handed by Su Yayan, and tried to take a sip.

"How? Does it taste good? Su Yayan looked at Huo Chenhuan with a worried and curious look, like a dun dun begging for food with himself in the morning.

The corners of Huo Chenhuan's lips hooked slightly: "It's delicious." ”

As Su Yayan said before, this soup has a little sour because of the hawthorn, which is mixed with the sweetness of the horseshoe, which is a lot lighter, but it brings out the freshness of the crucian carp.

It smells a little pungent, but it tastes unexpectedly soft, sweet and timeless, and it is very evocative.

"If it's delicious, drink more, this and porridge are also good for the body. You've been working a lot lately, so you have to make up for it. ”

Huo Chenhuan glanced at Su Yayan deeply, and after drinking a full bowl of soup, he was a little unsatisfied, and turned to drink porridge.

Huo Chenhuan usually doesn't eat pork liver at all, fishy is one thing, and the taste is not very good.

But the porridge brought by Su Yayan doesn't taste fishy at all, and the pork liver is not as dry and hard as in the impression, and it is very tender.

"Is it delicious?"

Huo Chenhuan suddenly came back to his senses when he heard Su Yayan's voice, and found that he had unconsciously drunk the small half bowl of porridge, his face was slightly red, and he was a little embarrassed: "It's delicious, this is the best porridge I've ever tasted." ”

Su Yayan's eyes lit up slightly, and she said happily: "If you like it, if you like to eat, I will make it for you in the future." Of course, you can also change something else. I'll have a lot of them, and I'm sure you haven't eaten them before. ”