At this time, in the restaurant, the little head of the porridge porridge was almost buried in the bowl, and he was eating with a sigh.

After eating the last bite of food, she licked her tongue, and did not let go of the rice in her mouth, and ran to the teacher with the bowl in both hands, and said on tiptoe: "Teacher, still hungry~"

The teacher watched the whole process, and the whole person was stupid, she glanced at the master with a bitter face on the side, swallowed her saliva, and said, "Porridge porridge, you wait a minute, I'll make it for you when the food comes." ”

"Uh-oh." Porridge nodded ignorantly and sat back in her seat.

It didn't take long to see Huo Ji'an, who I hadn't seen all morning, coming over, and the bodyguard was still carrying a black lunch box in his hand.

He sat across from her with a strained face, opened the lunch box, and the rich fragrance came.

Porridge couldn't help but sniff a few more sips, his eyes stared directly at his bowl, and his saliva was about to flow out, it was so fragrant.

However, in the face of the fragrant meal, Huo Ji'an had no appetite at all, he frowned tightly, as if he was not eating any food, but wearing intestinal poison, and was very resistant.

He barely took a bite and put down his chopsticks.

Seeing a burning gaze at him, he looked up and saw his fat table mate staring at him, he looked down, understood what she meant, and pushed the bowl over, "You eat." ”

Porridge sucked his saliva, "Don't you eat it?" ”

Huo Ji'an shook his head, "I can't eat it." ”

His face was a little pale, and he smelled the food around him, and he was very patient.

Congee Porridge tilted his head and thought about it, and took out the medicine he had given him before, "Na, this is for you, just as I will buy your food." ”

Huo Ji'an didn't think that her medicine could cure him, but he still accepted it.

Seeing this, Congee Congee's eyes lit up, and he hugged his bowl and ate it.

As soon as the bodyguard on the side wanted to stop it, he saw Huo Ji'an raise his hand, and he could only swallow his words, a little worried.

The little young master's illness is getting more and more serious, and he used to be able to eat a little, but now he can't eat at all, what can I do.

I heard that the medicine sold by Doctor Liu's Shennongtang is very popular, and I don't know if there is any medicine there that can cure the little young master's illness.

As everyone knows, the medicine has already been given to them, but it's a pity that they don't believe it.

Congee Congee didn't know what he was thinking, holding the bowl and eating it was fragrant, and it was also at this time that Zhou Yuanchang came over.

He went to the place where he was cooking first, looked at the empty pot, and said in surprise: "Have you finished eating?" ”

The master nodded and pointed in the direction of the porridge, "The girl with a few antennas on her head can eat so much." ”

He gestured two fingers.

The director wondered: "Just two bowls of rice, just eat nothing?" ”

"What two bowls." The master looks like you are really small, "It's twenty bowls!" ”

The director suddenly gasped, looked at the porridge, and his face was full of shock, just this little girl, twenty bowls?

In fact, eight bowls of porridge were enough, but the kindergarten bowl was smaller than at home, and she ate it in two bites, which was not enough at all.

"I'm not full yet." The master said, for a while he was still a little proud, they are cooks, and what they like to watch the most is that someone likes his cooking, which proves that he has good skills.

As he spoke, he said to the dean, "Principal, have you bought vegetables?" The little girl is still waiting to eat. ”

The director was stunned and handed over the food he had just bought, and the master took it, turned around and went into the kitchen.

The director walked towards the porridge, still a little shocked.

In fact, it was not only him who was shocked, but also Huo Ji'an.

He had known that she could eat it, but he didn't expect it to be so edible.

Seeing that she was still touching her stomach after eating, as if she was going to have another bowl, she couldn't help but say, "Why do you eat so much, and your mother also forces you to eat?" ”

Congee Congee shook his head, "No, why do you have to force people to eat?" ”

Porridge porridge is incomprehensible.

Huo Ji'an remembered something, his face turned a little whiter, and he covered his mouth and ran outside violently.

Not again.

Congee Congee looked at his figure strangely, how could he not figure out how there could be such a strange illness in the world, how could someone want to vomit when they saw the rice? What a delicious meal.

Like her, when she sees the rice, she just wants to bury it in, and she eats them all!

Just thinking about it, she saw the head of the garden appear in sight, her eyes bent, and she happily beckoned her little hand and said, "Grandpa the head of the garden!" ”

The director nodded, looked at the pile of empty bowls on the side, the corners of his mouth twitched, and said worriedly: "Porridge, is your stomach swollen?" ”

"It's not going up, Grandpa Dean, I haven't eaten yet, I can still eat five bowls."

Hearing this, the director gasped and couldn't help but touch his stomach, which hurt his stomach when he heard it.

How can the little guy eat so much.

The master's movements were very neat, and it didn't take long for the vegetables to be fried, so he simply took a big pot and put it up and brought it to the porridge.

Porridge Porridge happily thanked him, hugged the basin and ate it.

The director watched from the side, and was relieved to see that the little girl did not mean the slightest reluctance.

He wiped his face, and after he walked out, he immediately dialed Grandpa Qin's phone and said directly: "Send me your card tomorrow." ”

Hearing this, Grandpa Qin was not surprised, as expected, he leisurely flipped through the newspaper and said casually: "Know that I didn't lie to you?" ”

The director snorted lightly, "It's the little girl who can eat, what does it have to do with you." ”

"However, why does your little granddaughter eat so much and be so small?"

He hadn't forgotten that Porridge was the number one in their class.

A small dwarf melon.

Hearing this, Grandpa Qin took off his reading glasses and remembered that his youngest son had told them about it just now.

He had a headache and said: "Porridge used to grow up in the mountains, the master is a monk and a Taoist, and the Taoist temple is also a Qing cultivator, all of whom are vegetarians. ”

I see.

The director asked: "Then your little granddaughter should be vulgar now, then you can eat meat, and children still need to have balanced nutrition to grow taller." ”

Grandpa Qin also knew, but he also had a headache.

After all, this is a habit of porridge from childhood to adulthood, but I am afraid that it is not easy to change.

After chatting with him for a few words, Grandpa Qin hung up the phone.

After thinking about it, I called a doctor again, and I had to determine whether this was the reason or not.

Porridge didn't know about it yet, and after the lunch break, I played for another afternoon, and it was time for school in the afternoon.

Qin, Qin Yan glanced at the time from time to time, and his absent-mindedness was visible to the naked eye.

I don't know if my little girl is suitable for school on the first day today.

Finally, after a meeting, he pointed out the problems in the plan and immediately strode out.

Kindergarten ended early, and he hadn't actually finished work yet, but he couldn't wait.

Anyway, he's the boss, and no one can control him.

Qin Yan drove to the kindergarten without any psychological burden, and as soon as he got out of the car, he saw a person coming out of the car behind him.

His eyes darkened, and his ghost lingered!