Near noon, Xiao Tingchen came to the small kitchen playing with walnuts and saw Su wine serving dishes.

He sat down grinningly, staring at a bowl of golden egg custard, "This is the egg laid by those two flower hens?" ”

"No, the chickens just caught it, how can they lay eggs so quickly."

The little girl wiped her hands on the flower apron and filled Xiao Tingchen and herself with a bowl of rice.

She was about to sit down, when the young man suddenly raised his chopsticks, "There are no big or small things, how can there be no distinction between dignity and inferiority?" You are not allowed to serve today. ”

Su Jiu gritted his teeth.

They usually sit together and eat, and the little brother suddenly said this, he must have taken revenge for her throwing the hen at him.

"If you don't sit, you don't sit, who is rare!"

The little girl puffed up her white and tender cheeks.

She was about to walk away with a backbone, but when she saw the plate of ruddy and fragrant braised pork on the table, she was a little greedy, so she put two pieces into the bowl with a shy face.

The corners of Xiao Tingchen's lips hooked slightly, but he didn't speak.

Su Jiu sat on the steps outside the kitchen with a small rice bowl, and was reluctant to eat the two pieces of meat, so he took a few bites of rice first.

She turned around and whispered to the braised pork on the table, secretly saying that she should scoop a spoonful of broth when she came out.

The white rice is topped with a spoonful of broth, but it is fragrant, and she can eat two more bowls of rice!

After all, when I was at my uncle's house in the past, my cousin and cousin ate meat, and my aunt drank soup, and she could only watch from the sidelines.

She thought, in case the newly bought flower hen quietly paced over.

One of them stretched out its neck, stared at its round black eyes, and pecked its golden beak at her bowl delicately.

Directly took away a piece of braised pork!

The little girl still didn't notice, only tilted her head and licked her lips.

Xiao Tingchen had already seen the flower hen stealing her braised pork.

Another flower hen is still around and eager to try.

He chuckled, "If my sister apologizes to me, I feel at ease, and I may allow you to come in and sit." ”

"It's clear that you bullied me first, why do I have to apologize to you?"

Su Jiu was not convinced.

Xiao Tingchen always paid attention to the flower hen.

Seeing that the flower hen had taken away another piece of meat from her bowl, she smiled and said, "Even so, I can't say anything." Food is silent, my sister is still good at eating. ”

Su Jiu secretly said that this person is really inexplicable.

She retracted her gaze and was about to concentrate on eating, but found that the two pieces of braised pork in the bowl were gone!

The two flower hens not far away are eating happily!

The little girl was dumbfounded.

Xiao Tingchen came out with a bowl and sat beside her.

His bowl was covered with a pile of braised pork, all of which were full of hills.

Peach Blossom smiled with a smile, "Tsk, my sister can only eat white rice, it's really pitiful...... Having said that, since this chicken has been bought, it naturally has to be fed well. ”

After that, in front of Su Jiu, he pulled a few pieces of braised pork to the ground.

The two flower hens had a great time!

The young man glanced at Su Jiu, and saw that the little girl was wearing a floral apron, holding a bowl of white rice, her white and tender face was bulging, and the moist fawn eyes were staring at the flower hen, and her appearance of gritting her teeth was very cute.

After a while, the little girl was almost annoyed, and just buried her head in eating white rice without saying a word.

The young man had deep dimples, and his smile was pretty and bad, "My little wine is really good to feed, and a bowl of white rice can be eaten so fragrant...... It saved me a lot of money! ”

Su Jiu turned his back and continued to plan, ignoring him.

Xiao Tingchen talked to himself alone, which was quite boring.

He looked at the little girl, although the weather was cold, she was still wearing a caryophyllus white dress skirt, and when she lowered her head, she exposed half of her snow-white slender neck, looking at the weak willow supporting the wind, extremely thin and delicate.

It's weird and distressing.

^^

Good night,

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