Hongdou's coming and returning startled Fusong: "Sister Hongdou, why are you here again?" ”

Hongdou unceremoniously flicked Fusong's brain: "Either call Hongdou, or call sister, and then ask Sister Hongdou to throw you out!" ”

Fu Song shrunk his neck, almost crying in fright: "Sister Hongdou, what are you doing here?" ”

"Is the little boy awake?"

"Just woke up." Fu Song glanced at the food box that Hongdou was carrying, and he was terrified.

"Oh, our girl has boiled fairy porridge for her son, bring it in and let your son drink it while it's hot." Afraid of the obscenity of red beans, Fu Song stubbornly brought the porridge in.

"What is this?" The strange smell caught Luo Chen's attention.

He had just subsided in fever, his lips were chapped, but his spirit was okay.

Fu Song replied: "The red beans sent it said that it was the fairy porridge boiled by the cousin herself, so you can drink it while it is hot." ”

"Take it out." Luo Chen said with a cold face.

Fusong neatly picked up the tray and walked out.

He knew that Gongzi would not drink it, and the porridge boiled by the cousin girl must be more terrible than poison.

Seeing that the little guy didn't persuade him, Luo Chen's face turned slightly dark and shouted, "Wait a minute." ”

Fu Song looked at Luo Chen suspiciously.

"Why is it called fairy porridge?"

"I don't know if it's small, that's what red beans call it."

Luo Chen glanced at the celadon bowl in Fusong's hand, and said in a casual tone: "Bring it to me and take a look." ”

Fusong was right to think about it, such a strange porridge name has to be seen.

"Childe, look." Fusong carefully uncovers the bowl.

A bitter smell rushes straight to the nose.

Luo Chen subconsciously frowned, staring at the bowl of white porridge but had an unexpected feeling.

Now he believes that Luo Sheng boiled it himself, after all, it smells so bad that ordinary people can't do it.

Seeing that Luo Chen's face was not good-looking, Fu Song hurriedly said, "The little one will take the porridge out." ”

Seeing Fusong go to serve the tray, Luo Chen called the person again, and said with a straight face: "Bring it to me and taste it." ”

Fu Song was distressed when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "The red bean has already left, don't worry about the cousin girl knowing that you didn't drink and came to find trouble." Childe, don't be so aggrieved by yourself. ”

"I'm afraid she'll get in trouble?" Luo Chen raised his eyebrows, and his face darkened.

"The little one will take the porridge out."

"I'll taste how bad it is." Luo Chen saw that the little guy was too uninteresting, and he couldn't bear it.

Fusong was stunned, and handed over the porridge with puzzlement.

Luo Chen tasted it, scolded it for being unpleasant, tasted it again, and scolded it for being unpleasant.

Fusong kindly reminded: "Childe, you will finish drinking it if you taste it again-"

"Get out." Luo Chen was annoyed and angry.

He hadn't drunk such a bad porridge before, so he was curious?

Luo Chen, who had subsided the fever and sweated this night, slept much more peacefully, and when he opened his eyes, it was already dawn.

Mrs. Sheng and others came to visit one after another.

Touching Luo Chen's forehead, Mrs. Sheng looked relieved: "It's good to reduce fever, this time thanks to Dr. Wang." ”

Thinking of easing the relationship between the sister and brother, the old lady said again: "Chen'er, you are sick this time, and your sister is also very worried. The antipyretic pills made by Dr. Wang are the ones your sister is waiting for you to take. ”

Regarding Luo Sheng's going to the street to buy medicine, the eldest lady did not mention it to Mrs. Sheng, after all, it is not very honorable for her daughter to follow others.

At this time, in Mrs. Sheng's heart, she had already regarded Dr. Wang as half a miracle doctor.

When the entire divine doctor can't, with the current divine doctor Li Fanghai, no one in the world is worthy of this title.

That's really a living immortal who can live and die, flesh and bones.

Luo Chen listened to Mrs. Sheng's words, and couldn't help but think of the bowl of fairy porridge that tasted bad last night.

Luo Sheng: Is this a change from evil to the right?

Just thinking about it, Luo Sheng walked in with red beans.

After greeting Mrs. Sheng, Luo Sheng glanced at Luo Chen a few times and asked, "Have you had breakfast?" ”

Luo Chen's face turned off, and he said lightly: "I just took the medicine." ”

Luo Sheng smiled slightly: "That's right, I boiled you a bowl of porridge." ”

The corners of Luo Chen's mouth twitched, and he said coldly: "I don't want to drink." ”

He drank the bowl of porridge yesterday not to give Luo Sheng face, but just curiosity.

"Didn't you drink it last night?" Luo Sheng asked.

"It's too bad to drink."

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little stiff, Mrs. Sheng coughed and asked, "Sheng'er can also cook porridge?" ”

"Hmm." Luo Sheng responded succinctly, and asked casually, "Has my grandmother had breakfast?" ”

Old Lady Sheng was suffocated.

That's a hard question to answer.

Of course, she had breakfast, but her granddaughter finally didn't go out to cause trouble, but stayed at home to make porridge, shouldn't she be encouraged?

After quickly weighing the gains and losses, Mrs. Sheng smiled and said, "I haven't used it yet." ”

Luo Sheng glanced at Luo Chen, who had a strained face, and curled his lips: "If your grandmother doesn't dislike it, do you want to taste it?" ”

The corners of Luo Chen's lips twitched.

Mrs. Sheng was about to agree hard, but the angry young man preemptively said, "How can I let my grandmother drink the porridge I don't want to drink." ”

Old Mrs. Sheng slowed down.

"Bring it." Luo Chen looked like he was sacrificing for his grandmother.

Mrs. Sheng was moved, and secretly said that her grandson was indeed a filial person, and it was in vain that she had been hurt for so many years.

Luo Sheng nodded at the red bean.

The red bean took out a bowl of porridge from the food box neatly and handed it to the little servant Fusong.

The cold-colored celadon bowl, the white porridge with the oil floating, and the meat the size of diced beans are mixed with shredded bamboo shoots, shiitake mushrooms, pine nuts, etc., intertwined into a mouth-watering light aroma.

Looking at this bowl of porridge, Fusong's eyes couldn't help but widen.

This is completely different from yesterday's bowl of porridge!

Luo Chen coughed lightly and reminded Fusong.

Fu Song came to his senses and served the porridge to Luo Chen.

Luo Chen frowned and took a sip, his expression froze suddenly.

Although Mrs. Sheng is old but has good teeth, one of her great hobbies in life is eating, with years of experience in eating, she can see at a glance the extraordinary hidden under this bowl of ordinary meat porridge, seeing Luo Chen's expression, she couldn't help asking: "How?" ”

Luo Chen was poisoned by a bowl of porridge last night, and poured another bowl of medicine this morning, at this time, his taste buds were washed by the soft and greasy rice grains mixed with the aroma of meat, and he couldn't help but sigh.

It smells so good!

"Barely entered." After Luo Chen finished speaking, Sven ate porridge, but Sven couldn't stop one bite after another, and the small celadon bowl quickly bottomed out.

Nothing?

Luo Chen looked at the empty bowl and was embarrassed.

Was he a demon barrier just now, why did he eat it up before he knew it?

Mrs. Sheng looked at the porridge bowl with the bottom of the bowl cleanly scraped, and for the first time she had doubts about her grandson: her grandson did not stop her from eating porridge because of filial piety, but because the meat porridge was delicious and wanted to swallow it alone......

"It seems that the little brother can still enter. Then I'll ask the red beans to bring you porridge again at noon. Luo Sheng got up, and did not show a sneering look because Luo Chen ate the porridge.

If a twelve- or thirteen-year-old child doesn't have the right mouth, of course, she doesn't need to hold on to it to embarrass others.

"No, Fusong will go to the big kitchen to get food."

The cough sounded, and Mrs. Sheng smiled and said, "Then wait for noon, Sheng'er will ask Hongdou to send a bowl of porridge to Funing Hall." Ahem, my grandmother is old and has bad teeth, so she has a hard time eating other things. ”

Luo Chen: "......" How did he remember that his grandmother loved to eat hoof tendons?