"What's going on with the cook today, tell him to re-burn it." When Mrs. Li saw Li Tingche's expression of wanting to vomit, she immediately became angry.

"I'll go and ask the cook to re-burn it right away." The servant immediately rushed to the kitchen and informed the cook.

"Good grandson, do you have a bad appetite, this dish is fine." The old lady tried it and asked with concern.

Li Tingche squinted his sharp eyes and shook his head slightly, his stomach was growling with hunger now, he couldn't have no appetite, but the food in front of him just couldn't be eaten, what the hell was going on?

Li Changqing suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Second uncle, don't you miss the noodles your aunt cooked for you?" "He ate that bowl of noodles last night, and it was delicious.

Li Ting's eyes were slightly condensed, remembering the bowl of noodles he ate last night, and his stomach was even hungrier.

"Hey, daughter-in-law grand, my good grandson wants to eat the noodles you cooked, why don't you hurry up and cook them." The old lady immediately glared at Wan Jiaru.

"Me?" Wan Jiaru was dumbfounded, she is the daughter of the Wanjia family, everyone is afraid of falling in her hands, she is afraid of melting in her mouth, she is afraid of melting when she holds it in her mouth, she has never even seen what the kitchen looks like.

"It's not who you are, hurry up, don't let my good grandson go hungry." The old lady urged.

"Jiaru, grandma told you to go, you went." Mrs. Li was afraid that the old man would be unhappy, so she lowered her voice and said, "You stay in the kitchen for a while, let the cook cook, and you bring it in." ”

"Okay, I'll go right away." As soon as Wan Jiaru heard the good idea, she immediately stood up and followed the servant to the kitchen.

Li Changqing snorted lightly and said coldly: "Miss Wan will cook noodles, the sun is about to rise in the west." ”

What's going on with this kid today, he always didn't hold his mouth, and Mrs. Li glared at him warningly.

"Shut up." Li Changqing immediately made a silent gesture and continued to eat, but he was hungry.

Soon, Wan Jiaru came out with a bowl of noodles, put it in front of Li Tingche, and said with an expectant face: "Brother Che, this is the noodles I cooked, you can taste it." ”

Li Tingche frowned, leaned over slightly, sniffed the smell of noodles, and then quickly stepped back as if he smelled poison, and said angrily, "Hurry up and take it away." ”

"Oh, good grandson, what's wrong with you, don't scare grandma." The old lady was intimidated by him.

"Grandma, I don't have an appetite, you eat slowly." Li Tingche tightened a cold and hard handsome face, turned around and left the restaurant.

"Good grandson." The old lady was sad, turned to Wan Jiaru, who was full of innocence, and scolded angrily, "What kind of noodles are you cooking, you see that you have made my good grandson angry." ”

"I didn't cook this noodle, it was cooked by the cook, it doesn't suit Brother Che's appetite, and I can't help it." Wan Jiaru was so aggrieved.

"You can't even cook noodles, you still want to be my granddaughter-in-law?" The old lady suddenly grabbed her hand, she wore several beautiful rings on her hand, but there was no diamond ring she wanted to see, she suddenly realized, and shook her hand away heavily, "Hmph, I knew you were an impostor, get out." ”

"Grandma, I ......" was blamed by her, Wan Jiaru was so aggrieved that her eyes were red and pitiful.

"You're all lying to me, huh, Minmin, let's go back to our room." The old lady stood up angrily.

"Mother-in-law, don't be angry, things are not like this......" Mrs. Li wanted to step forward to explain, but the old lady didn't give her a chance at all, and left angrily.

What a lively scene, Li Changqing picked up a napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth, patted his stomach, oops, so full, I accidentally ate it.