Mei Qinghuang, who caused trouble, knew that he was at a loss, so early the next morning, he went to the inn to borrow a stove room, and made a table for his brothers and sisters, as well as his old father and mother, who were very appetizing to watch.

The soft and fragrant white porridge is sprinkled with some chopped mustard; The small wontons boiled in chicken soup are crystal clear, the skin is thin and the filling is more, and a handful of chopped green onions are sprinkled on top, and the fragrance can't be suppressed; The pork and green onion pie crust was golden brown, and the meat inside was stuffed as if it was about to break; There is also the small golden fried bun, which makes people appetize at a glance.

The lady in charge of the stove room in the inn was stunned.

This child is not very old, and he is dressed well, not like a poor family who can't afford to send his child to learn to cook?

Looking at this skillful technique, many people may not be so skilled after learning it for several years.

And the finished product, that is called a tempting, I'm afraid that many restaurant masters can't make this taste!

The eldest lady in the stove room couldn't help but look at Mei Qinghuang a lot, saw that there was a bruise on his face, sighed, shook her head, and it was not easy to think about this baby.

Mei Qinghuang, who was "not easy", happily put the breakfast on the table and beckoned everyone in the family to use it.

The family praised Mei Qinghuang vigorously, but the little boy was so happy that his tail was about to shake to the sky.

He swore an oath: "Give me another day, I'll go and see how these Zhangxing stews are made today, and we can eat them tomorrow at noon!" ”

"Yes, yes." Mei Yuan said, "But you can't break up the guards assigned to you." Otherwise......"

Mei Qinghuang didn't wait for Mei Yuan to finish speaking, and nodded as if a chicken pecked rice.

Qiao Huaping smiled, didn't say anything else, just slowly ate what his son made.

Mei Qinghuang flattered Qiao Huaping with a small fried bun: "Mother, eat more." ”

Mei Yuan: "......"

His mother didn't say anything, it was him who spoke, why didn't this son give him vegetables!

The old father's heart was congested.

Mei Qinghuang smiled flatteringly at Qiao Huaping.

The old father was even more congested.

Actually, Mei Qinghuang regretted it a little when she fought with Min Yunkui yesterday.

He doesn't like to fight, and fighting according to Min Yunkui is just a half-grown teenager's aroused desire to win.

If Mei Qinghuang really wants to say it himself, he would rather let the guard uncle beat people for him.

If nothing else, what can he do if he gets injured when he beats someone? - When he woke up this morning, his hand actually hurt a little, although he saved his strength when he hit someone last night, but after all, he really punched out so much, how could his hand not hurt?

Mei Qinghuang, who had a blue nose and swollen face, made up her mind that if she really wanted to fight in the future, she would leave it to someone else.

He has to take care of himself, and he has to cook for a large family!

After breakfast, Mei Qinghuang was about to run out again, Qiao Huaping didn't say anything this time, just hugged his arms and looked at Mei Qinghuang and smiled, Mei Qinghuang took the initiative to obediently pull a guard uncle and accompany him out.

As a result, as soon as Mei Qinghuang walked out of the door of the inn, he met An Xinyue again, who had been following behind their house.

When An Xinyue saw Mei Qinghuang like this, she frowned at first, and a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes, but soon, she was a little excited, and her eyebrows bent, and she showed a little concern: "Are you ...... The second son of Master Mei's family, right? How did it get like this? Who hit you? It's too much! How can it be so vicious? It's too ruthless! ”

An Xinyue's mind is full of it, the annoying Qiao family finally revealed the true face of the vicious stepmother, right?!

Look what it looks like to beat the child!

Mei Qingyu glanced at An Xinyue with some vigilance: "Thank you for your concern." However, I'm not the second brother, and the wound on my face wasn't beaten by some vicious person, we were beating each other! After a pause, Mei Qinghuang emphasized again, "Moreover, I won!" ”

He walked out in a grand manner.

An Xinyue's face was not very good-looking.

What a broken child, how can he talk to her? What kind of tone is this?!

An Xinyue gave birth in the same place for half a while, and only thought in her heart that if she could let Master Mei take that annoying Qiao family off and marry her, then she must send all the annoying cubs of the Mei family out to raise, and she would be annoyed when she saw them!

An Xinyue thought that when the time came, she could lean on Master Mei's broad chest...... Her face couldn't help but turn red.

It happened that Qiao Huaping was holding Bai Feiye with his left hand and Mei Qingying with his right hand to go out, which could be called a narrow road meeting.