In the evening, when Qiao Dayong went home, the dishes on the table had already been arranged, all of which were light and vegetarian stir-fried, steamed live fish and the like. Rice is not white rice, but soy sauce fried rice. The soy sauce is very fragrant, and the red grains of rice have an oily sheen.

"Why do you need fried rice with so many dishes?" An An looked at the small bowl in front of him, mainly because his bowl became three numbers smaller, and it became the same as Qingqing, it was a small white bowl, although it was very beautiful, but why was it so small?

"Didn't you say you wanted a side dish in the morning? This dish is so light, can you eat it? Yue Wenqin gave An An a roll of his eyes, took a plate and took out the various dishes separately, separated each dish, put the plate in front of Qingqing, and then put a small bowl of soup on the side of the plate.

"I can clip it myself!" Qingqing was a little embarrassed.

"Forget it, please eat all the dishes on the plate, thank you!" Yue Wenqin sat down and looked at Qiao Dayong, "Qiao Zhutou, I got a menu, if it opens as soon as possible next month, many things will have to be prepared." ”

"You ask Qingqing, I don't care." Qiao Dayong waved his hand and cooked by himself.

"Oh, then I'll prepare it myself!" Yue Wenqin looked at the sky, and thought that during the day, let her look at the menu and leave directly, can this family have a little bit of a snack on the profitable business.

"Why do I have so little food?" An An patted his small table, didn't anyone see that he had very little food?

"Yes, I'll divide you!" Qingqing saw that An An's bowl was as big as her own, and she was busy preparing to share the rice in her bowl with him.

"He doesn't do anything at night, eat less, and he will slowly reduce the amount in the future." He Shi hurriedly stopped, "This is your special bowl, and you can only eat so much at home in the future." ”

"Why?" An An looked at her mother busily, a little angry.

"You're too fat!" The old man looked up.

An An didn't dare to speak, bowed his head and ate by himself.

Qingqing gently touched An An's little fat head, sandwiched a piece of fish meat for him, and carefully helped him remove the thorns.

An An smiled at Qingqing, opened his mouth and stuffed a large spoonful of rice into his mouth.

"Delicious!" An An said vaguely.

"Eat slowly, you can know the taste of each food in small bites." Qingqing sandwiched another piece of green onion roasted tofu for him.

An An opened her mouth to let her feed, and Qingqing smiled and fed it to his mouth.

"What are you really, so used to him doing?" He's heart warmed up, but he still gave An An a roll of his eyes, "Hurry up and eat yourself, your sister's food is cold." ”

"They all bully me!" An An lowered her head and muttered.

Qingqing touched him lightly, lowered his head and ate it well, but after taking a bite, he raised his head, "It's delicious!" ”

"Thank you!" Yue Wenqin learned what Qingqing looked like yesterday, bowed his head and said a straight word.

Qingqing smiled 'poof', but seeing that everyone was looking at her, she was busy bowing her head and concentrating on eating her own food, she didn't have to look up, a big plate, each dish had a little, she didn't need to look up to pick up the dishes, but there was no burden to eat.

Now everyone finally knows why Yue Wenqin wants to give Qingqing such a big plate, originally she, like the old man, only eats the dishes in front of her. The difference is that the old man eats like this because he eats everything the same, while Qingqing is too lazy to take care of people.

Qingqing finished the small bowl of rice, and the small portions of vegetables on the large plate were also eaten, and it seemed that he had eaten more than usual. Qiao Dayong glanced at Yue Wenqin, there was a little contradiction in his eyes, but he still lowered his head and took a big bite of food.

At the dinner table, it was quiet all of a sudden.

"What's wrong with them?" An An took the meal in her mouth and looked blankly.

"What does it have to do with you, what else do you want to eat? Is it OK to eat meatballs? He glared at his son and sandwiched the meatballs in the soup for him.

An An nodded hurriedly, the small bowl of rice had been eaten, he was not full, so he could only look at those dishes.

Yue Wenqin touched him and filled him with a bowl of soup, in which a ball was placed, but half a bowl of Chinese cabbage was placed. An An didn't pick anymore, lowered her head and ate seriously.

"Eat slowly, and you'll have snacks and fruit later." Yue Wenqin was depressed, he also felt that it was imperative to let An An reduce the amount, but was it necessary to reduce it so urgently? Serve a little less at each meal, change the food ratio, and he will change it slowly. Would it be nice to make this kid feel like he would never be as good as his sister at home?

"What?"

"Orange cake!"

"Steamed oranges yesterday, orange cake today?" An An forgot about the injury he had just received and hurriedly looked at Yue Wenqin.

"Because now there are more oranges and they are cheaper! I bought a lot of them, and some of the skins were made into sauce, and some of them were dried and saved, so that they could be used as dishes when I came back, and now I am trying the taste to see what I can do. Yue Wenqin smiled, he likes to see all kinds of ingredients slowly become the best.

Qiao Ye, Qiao Dayong, and Qingqing raised their heads and looked at Yue Wenqin, does this really regard himself as a cook?

"So put the orange peel in my room, it's what you're going to collect." Qingqing felt a little embarrassed, and she had made herself amorous before.

"In fact, it is better to dry naturally, but it is not orange peel, and orange peel is only used to enhance the flavor, and has no medicinal value. Dry, you can still smell better in the house, go to the charcoal. Yue Wenqin shrugged his shoulders and sandwiched some vegetables for An An, anyway, he was not allowed to eat, so he would eat more.

"Have you finished eating, have you finished eating, come in with me!" The old man put down the bowl and looked at Yue Wenqin.

"Oh!" Yue Wenqin hurriedly put the rice in the small bowl into his mouth, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and put the handkerchief into his sleeve pocket.

Qingqing frowned when she saw his series of actions, "Xiao Yue, can I go to your room and see what you used to do?" ”

"Feel free!" Yue Wenqin shook his hand casually, and followed the old man and Qiao Dayong inside.

Qingqing looked at An An: "Do you want to come with me to have a look?" ”

An An hurriedly put all the food in the small bowl into his mouth, reluctantly returned the empty bowl to He's, and said coquettishly to Qingqing, "Hold me down!" ”

Qingqing smiled and kissed his chubby face vigorously and hugged him off the high chair. took his hand and went to Xiao Yue's room together. Qingqing had never seen Xiao Yue's luggage because he was a victim. She caught the murderer before, and she didn't do anything that should have been done.

Xiao Yue's room was very clean, "Is this your mother helping to clean up?" ”

"How is that possible? How many things do my mother do every day! The busiest person in this house is my mother. An An shook his head, he was a careful child, and he knew that his mother was the busiest in the house.

"yes, my sister can't help at all, I'm really sorry!" Qingqing gently stroked his little chubby head.

"It's okay, you helped her take me, my mother said this is more important than anything else." An An said hurriedly.

"Thank you!" Qingqing smiled and rubbed him again, "Come, do me a favor and show me what he originally had." Didn't you accompany him to the hotel to clean up? ”