This......

Could it be that the little brother was originally only mild with gastroenteritis, and after eating his brother's cooking, the gastroenteritis became more serious?

Xiao Nanlin felt that her worries were very reasonable.

Especially after seeing his brother put the rice in the pot, it seemed to be boiled for a while, and then pressed the stop button.

Then she raised her eyes and looked over to him.

Little Milk Lin blinked.

Feng Nai took the pot to the pool, raised his eyebrows, controlled the water, and then turned on the faucet.

The little grandmother was next to his long legs and asked, "Brother, are you okay?" ”

Feng Nai let out a faint "um".

Xiao Nanlin asked again: "Then why didn't you continue to cook just now?" ”

Feng Nai didn't speak, and he couldn't tell his brother that he had forgotten about washing rice just now.

Fortunately, Linkengkeng didn't understand anything in the kitchen, and his little face looked at it seriously: "Did you buy eggs, did you want to scrambled eggs for my little brother?" ”

"Eggs in porridge." Feng Nai said carelessly.

Xiao Nanlin's eyes were wide: "Do you want to go in now?" ”

How does he know when to fight, Feng Nai has only drunk this kind of porridge, just ham and egg porridge, it looks quite easy.

"Brother?" Xiao Nan Lin didn't understand why his brother didn't speak.

Feng Nai took out his mobile phone and began to search for the method of egg and ham porridge.

Xiao Nanlin's mouth opened: "You didn't know it just now, didn't you?" ”

"This kind of thing, wouldn't it be nice to search for it." Feng Nai glanced at his brother nonchalantly.

Xiao Nan Lin sighed and proposed, "Brother, why don't we order takeout." ”

"Your little brother has gastroenteritis, and the porridge outside may not be clean." Feng Nai's voice was very faint, and he had already started to follow the steps.

Xiao Nanlin looked at his brother's way of beating eggs, his little face was full of helplessness, he beat an egg, and wanted to fish out two egg shells, which showed his brother's skills.

Fortunately, smart people are very fast at learning things, and Feng Dashao didn't blow up the kitchen so exaggeratedly.

You won't use an open flame to cook porridge, just use a smart rice cooker.

It's just that when cutting vegetables, Feng Dashao only left the middle part, and the rest basically went into the trash.

It's definitely going to be messy, and there's a lot of waste.

The little grandmother couldn't stand it, his little brother was pleasing to the eye when he cooked, and his brother was like ruining the kitchen when he cooked.

He'd better pee first, and then continue to take care of his little brother.

Bang bang bang.

Xiao Nanlin was probably a little anxious, and she ran too much.

The little short leg accidentally kicked down the garbage bag in the bathroom.

The exposed thing made the little milk come to her feet, and she couldn't even untie her pants, so she turned her head and ran in the direction of the kitchen again.

There's a lot of blood on that paper.

Is it the little brother what's wrong?

Even the most intelligent children, if they are less than five years old, do not know what menstruation is all about.

The little milk ran straight into his brother's long legs, and after pressing his head, he was about to take Feng Nai to the bathroom.

Feng Nai was still cutting vegetables with his unskilled knife work, his handsome face was slightly sideways, his eyes looked at his hands, and he didn't move away, his voice was careless, and he was ridiculous as a matter of course: "Linkengkeng, do you want someone to follow you when you go to the bathroom now?" ”

"It's not." Feng Lin's little face puffed up, and his eyes were full of worry: "It's the little brother who seems to be more serious than we thought." ”