One hundred and thirty-one A bowl of chicken noodle soup

When Li Shijie finished washing up, went upstairs to change his clothes, and came down, Qian Dai came out of the kitchen with a big bowl.

Qian Dai held the bowl and beckoned Li Shijie to sit at the dining table, he hurriedly put the bowl in front of Li Shijie, looking at Li Shijie with sparkling eyes, and there was obvious praise in his eyes.

Li Shijie glanced at Qian Dai, and then looked down at the noodles in the bowl.

In the big bowl are golden flat noodles, mixed with emerald green cabbage, the noodles are decorated with green onions, and yellowish shredded chicken, and the thick chicken soup has oil flowers floating on it.

Let's not talk about the taste, just smelling it makes me feel fragrant, and I feel appetizing when I look at Li Shijie.

Qian Dai looked at Li Shijie and couldn't wait to speak: "Second Master, you taste it, how does it taste?" Is it salty or light?"

Li Shijie nodded, picked up the chopsticks on the side of the bowl, mixed the noodles, and then put a chopstick into his mouth.

The noodles are firm, moderately salty, and delicious!

Li Shijie swallowed the noodles in his mouth, raised his eyes to look at Qian Dai, and praised him sincerely: "It tastes very good, thank you Xiao Dai, hard work!"

After receiving the master's praise, Qian Dai was very happy, and the tone in his mouth couldn't help but be cheerful.

"Then the second master, you eat slowly, and I will send the next bowl to the master."

"Okay." Li Shijie answered, thinking that he had to rush to work, Li Shijie didn't talk much nonsense, and ate noodles elegantly.

Qian Dai returned to the kitchen with a smile, considering the amount of food of the master, this time there were more noodles.

After a while, Qian Dai ordered the noodles again, poured chicken broth, sprinkled with shredded chicken and chopped green onions, and the noodles were ready.

I took a large enamel jar and filled it, but in order to prevent the noodles from sticking off, the lid was not closed.

Holding a large enamel jar, Qian Dai hurriedly said hello to Li Shijie, who was eating noodles, and then walked out of the house quickly and ran towards the pork stall of the master of the alley.

When Qian Dai came back from delivering breakfast to Ma Youlong, Li Shijie had already eaten.

Seeing Qian Dai come back, he first raised his eyes to look at the direction of the big bedroom upstairs, and after a pause, Li Shijie looked at Qian Dai and explained a few words to him, and Li Shijie hurriedly went out to work.

When he went out, Li Shijie was still muttering as he walked, this girl at the end of the year, she was sticky in the past, and she was almost as soon as she left the bed, the little guy would wake up immediately.

Now it's good, since I received the money to wear it as an apprentice, I don't know if the little guy deliberately protested, since then, she got up later and later, and this lazy sleep has become a habit!

Alas, the girl is awkward and will never send herself out again, what should he do if he is a little lost?

I just explained what Qian Dai relayed, and I don't know if the little guy will accept it?

Alas! Speaking of my own daughter, this little temper is really twisted!

Shaking his head, Li Shijie still reluctantly stepped to work.

Sent the second master out of the house, Qian Dai looked in the direction of the second floor, listened carefully for a while, and did not notice that Xiao Biaozi had any signs of getting up.

When the little biao got up at the end of the day, he reappeared and the two of them ate together.

In fact, Dad got up together and slept with his head covered in the nest, but because he was still in the protest period, the little guy finally resisted the urge to get up.

When Dad went downstairs to leave, Momo opened his eyes and lay on the bed on all fours, looking at the ceiling with a pout.

She has been protesting silently with her father until now! But Dad has been indifferent, not scolding or beating, which makes Mo Mo very depressed!

Is she going to keep going? She also felt very uncomfortable not sending her father out every day.

In a daze on the bed for a long time, thinking about things very seriously, one turned over, reached out to pull up the thin blanket to cover himself, and unconsciously, the little guy fell asleep again.

When I woke up again, it was almost nine o'clock in the morning.

When she got up and went downstairs to brush her teeth and wash her face, Qian Dai, who had already finished squatting and grunting with hunger, smiled happily when he saw Momo coming downstairs.

Qian Dai stepped forward and greeted Mo Mo and said, "Mo Mo, you are up, hurry up and brush your teeth and wash your face, I will give you a note." ”

Mo Momu had a small face, glared at Qian Dai, and said seriously: "Call Senior Sister, you weak chicken!"

Qian Dai choked, for the title of senior sister, in the face of this little point in front of him, he really couldn't shout!

But because of the terrifying strength of Xiao Bu at the moment, Qian Dai was able to bend and stretch, and opened his mouth to say: "Little senior sister." ”

Hearing this title, Mo Mo's delicate eyebrows wrinkled, and after thinking about it, the weak chicken called himself senior sister anyway, although he changed the big to the small, but no matter what, he still called the senior sister after all.

That's it, it's small, it's small! It's not big anyway!

And for the sake of her father's face, she has a lot of adults, so she can barely bypass him!

Thinking so, Momo nodded his satisfaction, and then pretended to be old and majestic, holding his little hands behind his back, and walked towards the bathroom step by step.

Qian Dai looked at the little guy, who was trying to pretend to be majestic and funny, he couldn't help it, and smiled very unkindly.

At the end of the five senses, almost at the moment when Qian Dai laughed out loud, the little guy turned his head, glared at Qian Dai angrily, and roared a little angrily

"Laughing at what?"

Qian Dai hurriedly held back a smile, waved his hand again and again, and said, "No, I didn't laugh at anything." Little sister, hurry up and brush your teeth and wash your face, I'll go down here. ”

After speaking, without waiting for Mo Mo to answer, Qian Dai hurriedly turned around and went into the kitchen.

When he entered the kitchen, Qian Dai held his stomach at this time, and in order not to be discovered by the end outside, he tried his best to hold back and laughed silently.

Oops, this little biao! How can it be so fun? Why didn't he find out before?

After laughing for a while, Qian Dai calmed down, and while pouring the boiling water in the kettle, he also thought that since he arrived at Li's house, his mood has improved a lot, maybe it is because he feels very safe and warm here, right?

Without thinking about it anymore, Qian Dai took a box of foreign fire from the drawer of the bowl and kitchen, walked back to the kerosene stove, and neatly lit the fire to boil the noodles.

Because the water in the kettle was brought from the tiger stove in the alley early in the morning, the water was boiled without boiling it at all.

Quickly cook the noodles, put the chicken broth seasoning and condiments, and two bowls of noodles are ready.

When he took a wooden tray and brought the two bowls of noodles out of the kitchen, Momo had already washed up, and the little one was sitting at the table, waiting for the money to be served.

Seeing this, Qian Dai did not delay, and hurriedly brought the noodles, first took a bowl and put it in front of Momo, and then brought out another bowl and put it in the position next to Momo.