"Come on, the delicious fried rice of the God of Food is on the table!"

At the dinner table, Song Zihang walked over with a large plate of fried rice, and Ye Mengmeng blinked her big beautiful eyes at this time, staring at the fried rice that had been arranged in the shape of Pikachu.

The fried rice was put down, the fragrance was fragrant, Ye Mengmeng couldn't help swallowing his saliva, Song Zihang saw this, and the corners of his mouth curled, and handed Ye Mengmeng tableware.

got the tableware, Ye Mengmeng couldn't hold back any longer, and directly dug a spoonful of fried rice and put it in his mouth with satisfaction.

Fried rice into the mouth, Ye Mengmeng's eyes suddenly widened, delicious, so delicious, the Q bomb of this rice, the fragrant glutinous eggs, with the fragrance of green onions, the deliciousness of ham, this bite burst in the mouth, the feeling is simply beautiful to make people go to heaven!

"Wow, too, so delicious, baba, delicious~"

Ye Mengmeng said, followed by not caring about her image at all, the spoon pulled the fried rice into her mouth like crazy, and the one she ate was called a fragrant, and she didn't care about her ladylike image at all.

"Slow down, slow down, don't choke, this big plate is not grabbed from you!"

Song Zihang looked at Ye Mengmeng and said with a smile, Ye Mengmeng didn't care about this when she heard this, she just stuffed it into her mouth, this fried rice is simply delicious, and it can even be regarded as the most delicious thing she has eaten in her life in the past five or six years.

"Delicious, delicious."

Ye Mengmeng is eating, she doesn't care about her image at all, she eats rice all over her face, and even in her hair, but Ye Mengmeng doesn't care about this, she just eats fried rice with a big gulp, watching Ye Mengmeng eat so happily, Song Zihang's heart is full of guilt, and her daughter is really suffering with her.

Song Zihang thought about it and patted Ye Mengmeng's little head and said, "You eat slowly, it's not enough for Dad to cook some more for you." ”

Song Zihang looked at Ye Mengmeng and said, Ye Mengmeng listened to Song Zihang's words and looked up at Song Zihang suddenly: "Baba, this fried rice is delicious, I, can I eat it every day in the future?" ”

"Can't!"

Song Zihang looked at Ye Mengmeng and refused.

Hearing Song Zihang's words, Ye Mengmeng was stunned for an instant, and crystal tears appeared in her eyes.

"Oh, I know Baba, Mengmeng doesn't particularly want to eat this fried rice!"

Ye Mengmeng was aggrieved and wanted to cry at this time, and at this moment, Song Zihang touched Ye Mengmeng's head with a smile and said: "Silly girl, of course this fried rice can't be eaten every day, Dad will make a lot of dishes, let you eat fried rice every day, how can Dad's craftsmanship be displayed?" Dad is a very expressive person, right? ”

"Really, really? Does Dad cook for Meng Meng every day? ”

Ye Mengmeng listened to Song Zihang's words, her big eyes flickered, indescribably cute, and there were a few crystal tears hanging on her long eyelashes, which really made people cute.

"Of course it's true, when did Dad lie to you!"

Song Zihang said as he reached out and picked off the rice grains on the tip of Ye Mengmeng's nose, patted Ye Mengmeng's shoulder and pointed to the fried rice on the plate and said, "Eat, isn't it delicious?" ”

Mengmeng also reacted at this time, and hurriedly picked up a spoon and dug a spoonful of fried rice and was just about to put it in her mouth, but after thinking about it, she suddenly raised the fried rice, handed it directly to Song Zihang's mouth and said, "Baba, you eat it too." ”

"Oh, yes, my good daughter!"

Song Zihang smiled and then opened his mouth to eat the fried rice into his mouth, smiled and chewed, the taste of this fried rice is still too much worse than the taste of the real God of Food fried rice, the main thing is the problem of raw materials, you are in a good egg, and other people's phoenix eggs can't be compared, wait for the opportunity, if you can in a few days, Song Zihang decided to find a way to go back to the flood wilderness, and when the time comes, go to the southern immortal volcano to steal two phoenix eggs to make a real God of Food fried rice for his daughter!

Song Zihang thought about opening his mouth again and eating the fried rice that Meng Meng fed him, the taste of this fried rice was a little worse, but being fed by his daughter felt so sweet and delicious!

"Daddy, take another bite!"

Ye Mengmeng raised the spoon high again, ready to feed Song Zihang, but Song Zihang shook his head with a smile at this time and said, "Okay, Dad is full, you can eat quickly, after a while, it's time to go to school." ”

Song Zihang said, Ye Mengmeng sighed, followed by Song Zihang and began to eat big, it seems that the taste of this God of Food fried rice has an irresistible power to Ye Mengmeng, but although it is so delicious, the little guy knows to give his father two bites, which shows that the little guy is still very sensible, unlike many bear children now, who are very good at protecting food.

Ye Mengmeng continued to eat, but Song Zihang got up at this time and took the two buckets of instant noodles on the side, opened them and ate them, the taste was not bad, and the softness and hardness of the noodles were moderate, and at first glance, they could only be soaked by instant noodle veterans.

Eating instant noodles, Song Zihang felt a little emotional, how many tons of instant noodles did he eat to train his five or six-year-old daughter to become a instant noodle master!

The father and daughter ate for about ten minutes for a meal, and after eating, Ye Mengmeng leaned back in the chair with satisfaction, and her little stomach was round.

"Hiccup~ so full, so full!"

Ye Mengmeng touched her little belly with a satisfied face, and because she was in too much of a hurry, her face and hair were stained with oil, and she looked a little buried.

"You girl, you can't eat slowly, you want the lady to know no, you see that the hair is all over the food, go, wash your hair yourself!"

Song Zihang cleaned up the plates on the table and said to Ye Mengmeng, Ye Mengmeng immediately shook her head after hearing Song Zihang's words and said: "I don't want it, it's troublesome to wash your hair yourself, or wash it for me!" ”

"You girl, okay, Dad will go and brush the dishes first, you go to the bathroom and put the water away, and Dad will help you wash your hair in a while."

Song Zihang looked at the little girl and said, the little girl rubbed her stomach and got off the chair when she heard this, looked at Song Zihang and said, "Okay, Baba, I'll put the water and wait for you, you come quickly!" ”

"yes, got it!"

Ye Mengmeng said and ran to the bathroom to release water, and Song Zihang snapped his fingers at this time, and the plates on the table floated directly from the table, followed by Song Zihang into the kitchen, after entering the kitchen, Song Zihang stretched his waist, and the dirty dishes floated to the faucet by themselves, followed by the faucet itself, and began to rinse the dishes.

Soon the dishes were cleaned, put them in the kitchen cabinet, and made these Song Zihang came to the bathroom, at this time Ye Mengmeng had already put water in the washbasin, and at the same time found a small bench, stepped on it with both feet, and then bent over his head to put it in the washbasin.

"Poop, wash your hair!"

"Hey, it's coming!"

Song Zihang answered and washed Ye Mengmeng's hair, and when his head was halfway washed, the phone in Song Zihang's pocket suddenly rang, and Song Zihang had to wash Ye Mengmeng's hair with one hand and answer the phone with the other hand.

"Hey, hello, who's that?"

"Grass, who's it? Young Master Song is really a noble person, shouldn't you pay back the money you owe our Brother Long? ”