After a while, Qiqi had already eaten two bowls of white rice, she scooped a spoonful of steamed eggs with minced meat, smooth and tender egg custard and salty chive meat foam, the aftertaste was endless, and she added another bowl. Jiang Mujin ate a small bowl of rice, tasted all the dishes in moderation, put down his chopsticks after drinking the black chicken soup, and found a comfortable position to lean on the table and chair. Qi Jiangao looked at Qiqi eating, and said faintly: "Our Xiaoying is a picky eater, and she doesn't like to eat vegetables. How nice it would be if he loved to eat like Qiqi. ”

"Yes, Xiaoying didn't touch vegetables when she was young, although I didn't force her, but I would secretly put vegetables in her favorite dishes, and now that I'm older, although I still don't like it, but I can accept it, and it's an improvement" Jiang Mujin showed a kind smile, recalling the child's childhood. "That's it, Xiaohua, this kid doesn't care much about eating, he can eat anything, he doesn't particularly like to eat, and he doesn't particularly like to eat."

Qi Jiangao stuffed rice in his mouth and pointed at himself, "Xiaohua, like me, is easy to feed." ”

"Yes, the advantages are like you, and the disadvantages are like me." Jiang Mujin gave him a big white eye.

"Hehe, there's no such thing, the advantages are like you, the disadvantages are like me, you see that my two children are smart and beautiful, how can they be like me who is a giant ugly." Qi Jiangao made an exaggerated grimace.

Looking at him who was full of desire to survive, Jiang Muhibiscus's cheeks were crimson with a smile.

"I don't know why, before eating delicious food, when eating delicious food, after eating delicious food, my whole person is very happy and relaxed, nothing is not a delicious meal can be solved."

"Qiqi, do you still want rice?" Qi Jiangao finished the second bowl of rice, looked at the clean rice bowl and said.

"Aunt Jiang, Uncle Qi, have you finished eating?" Qiqi looked at the two people who had put down the dishes and chopsticks suspiciously, thinking to himself, do humans eat such a thing? Reluctantly looked at the table, "There are still dishes that have not been eaten, so let's add a little more rice, don't add too much." ”

"Lao Bai, please have another bowl of rice." Qi Jiang Ao looked at the window of Bai Xin's private kitchen and beckoned.

A young man wearing glasses, a white T, and 7-point jeans walked over with a dinner plate. "Teacher Qi, your meal."

"Are you Lao Bai's son?" Qi Jiangao looked at the young man and asked.

The young man smiled and said, "Teacher Qi, I am Bai Bishuo, the son of Bai Hongwei, and I have always heard my father mention that you often take care of business and help with publicity, and today I finally have the opportunity to meet you and say thank you in person." ”

Qi Jiangao waved his hand, "It's all Lao Bai's own cooking skills, we just pushed it." ”

"This is my mother's own brewed sour and hot white radish diced and red radish, packed for you, I hope you can taste it, although it is not a precious thing, this hot weather is the best appetizer." Bai Bishuo pointed to two disposable lunch boxes that were placed on the dinner plate.

"Help me tell your father, thank you. Don't be so polite next time. Qi Jiangao took the lunch box and opened the lid. The white diced radish and the pink pepper are very good to look at. He picked up his chopsticks and tasted a small piece of "delicious." Qiqi couldn't help but sandwich a piece, the diced radish was sour and spicy with a little sweet, crisp and refreshing, and happily squinted his eyes and said to Bai Bishuo, "This radish is really delicious." Your family's hands are really too skillful. ”

Bai Bishuo replied with a big smile, "If you like it, I still have it at home, and you can pack it again after eating." ”

Qiqi, who didn't understand the sophistication of human feelings, sandwiched another piece, "No problem, after eating, I'll look for you again." ”

"Teacher Qi, you eat slowly, I'll go back to help my father first." Bai Bishuo took the empty rice bowl. "Okay, you go get busy first, we're almost done eating." Qi Jiang waved his hand.

"I'm done." Qiqi quickly swept the food on the table, put down the dishes and chopsticks, and said with satisfaction. The husband and wife looked at the plate and wondered if the little girl hadn't eaten for a few days. In addition to the soup, it really did the disc action.