Chapter 118: It's rare to have something you like to eat
It's not nice to say. In fact, the last few months of the third year of high school are the accumulation of the first two years, as well as their own mentality.
There are still a few months before the college entrance examination, Jiang Jiang is doing this, this body will be unbearable sooner or later.
"yes, I know."
In fact, Jiang Jiang doesn't know it, I know, I always like to hold my breath and work hard.
Jiang Yunshu: ......
Perfunctory yourself!
This is absolutely perfunctory.
"You don't know."
I can't get angry.
Jiang Jiang didn't answer, just smiled.
When I went downstairs, I found Jiang Yunzhou sitting on the sofa, his face smelling terribly.
Jiang Yunshu walked over a little unceremoniously and kicked him twice in the leg.
"Who is you looking at with such a dead face?"
Jiang Yunzhou didn't pay attention to her, raised his head, and looked directly at Jiang Jiang.
Jiang Jiang is washing his hands, and ordinary people can wash their hands and rinse them twice at will, but it is very regular to rub soap with small hands, and there should be a lot of steps.
Sometimes, when Jiang Jiang gets serious, it makes people feel terrible.
After washing his hands, he wiped his big eyes and directly met Jiang Yunzhou's four eyes.
"Something?"
Jiang Jiang's tail voice was raised, and his tone was questioning.
A cold choking.
Jiang Yunzhou was successfully angry.
An Mingzhu walked in with the prepared dishes, Jiang Yunzhou couldn't quarrel with Jiang Jiang in front of his parents.
I was even more angry.
At the dining table, Jiang Yunzhou sat in the far corner of the restaurant, with a flat face that did not fit the atmosphere of the restaurant.
Jiang Jiang sat beside Jiang Yunshu, holding a glass of boiled water in his hand and drinking it in small sips.
An Mingzhu hurriedly gave Jiang Jiangsheng the seafood he had prepared, and said with an expectant look: "Try the seafood made by my mother." ”
Jiang Jiang nodded and said, "Okay." ”
This answer made the people in the family simply overjoyed.
"Okay, you eat more, taste it."
Father Jiang also hurriedly grabbed a prawn with chopsticks and put it in Jiang Jiang's bowl.
Under the gaze of everyone, Jiang Jiang lowered his head and took a bite.
The taste is fresh and the seafood is cleanly handled.
One bite is full of meat.
An Mingshu also couldn't wait to ask: "Is ginger ginger delicious?" ”
She couldn't eat seafood and always felt that there was a strange taste in it.
Jiang Jiang nodded heavily.
"Eat more, eat more."
At this moment, as if something was turned on, the husband and wife sitting next to them suddenly didn't know what was going on, and they began to keep clipping all kinds of seafood for themselves.
Jiang Jiang couldn't cry or laugh.
"I'll eat it myself."
You don't have to clip so much, you really don't have to clip so much.
If you keep it so much, you won't be able to eat it all.
"When will you pick up your own vegetables, you will only eat white rice silently, hurry up, there is something you like to eat, of course, you have to eat a little more."
An Mingzhu was excited, and the movements on her hands did not stop at all.
It's really my daughter, and I like to eat the same things as myself.
"What kind of seafood do you like to eat, you tell me, can your mother buy it for you?"
An Mingzhu was overly enthusiastic, and Jiang Jiang was so shocked that the chopsticks on his hand were about to be unable to hold it.
"Don't be so troublesome, really don't have to be so troublesome."
Jiang Jiang was a little flustered.
"How can it be considered a hassle to prepare food for my daughter? It's not troublesome, it's really not troublesome at all. ”