Ning Xuan picked up the bowl and sent it to his mouth, and the taste was really much more delicious than that of the direct simmer.

It seems that this Bai Zeran's grandmother's mother's family is also a family, otherwise how could she go to Y City to play, and spend money to learn other people's crafts, you must know that learning this craft is much more expensive than buying soup directly.

But how did she get to this point?

Can't figure it out.

Ning Xuan took a few sips and put down the bowl. Ate the chicken feet in the bowl. The smell of umami has been stewed into the meat, and people want to bite the bones to pieces.

"It's delicious! It's better than the chef's cooking. Ning Xuan praised without hesitation.

"Really?" The old lady smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed into slits, which was a high opinion of her.

An afternoon passed, and the old lady was already reluctant to let Ning Xuan go.

"Young master, if you have time to play with Xiao Ran, if you like to drink soup, say it in advance, and next time grandma will cook you another delicious food."

"No problem!" Ning Xuan agreed.

[Ding, happiness +10, current happiness 35.] 】

Haha, she thinks it won't be long before she can go. Such a task is actually still S-level, that is, it starts to look scary, but the happiness value is too easy.

Ning Xuan snickered in his heart.

The old lady's cooking is delicious, and it has a little more of the fireworks of ordinary people than the chef's cooking. The taste is also very good, this taste is good, it makes Ning Xuan forget that her current body is a bird's stomach, and she accidentally ate too much, and her stomach began to hurt that night, and then she began to have a fever.

Bai Zeran immediately called a family doctor and gave Ning Xuan an injection.

After tossing for a long time, there was no danger, just waiting for Ning Xuan's fever to subside. Bai Zeran called the doctor to leave and took care of him by the bedside.

glaring fiercely at the person on the bed whose face was red but his eyes were round, Bai Zeran resigned himself to taking off the towel on his head, moistening it with cold water and putting it on his head to make him more comfortable.

He said at the time, eat less and eat less, but someone just didn't listen. The stomach is round, and I have to stuff it in, which is a beautiful name, and I want to make my stomach bigger, so that I can eat more things in the future.

Hehe.

Ning Xuan smiled weakly, because of congenital heart disease, his lips were already white, coupled with a fever, his body was dehydrated, and his mouth was peeled.

His smile was simply miserable.

"It's ugly." Bai Zeran threw the soaked towel directly on Ning Xuan's face.

NING Xuan; Yo, the little slave is the opposite.