Mrs. Zhou and Huan'er all laughed when they said that.

"Count you as a clever kid, let me tell you, what you said is not bad at all," Mrs. Zhou was happy, forgetting the hunger in her stomach, and the more she talked, the more energetic she became, "Huan'er will be my own daughter in the future, if I want to hear that anyone dares to bully her, I will expose anyone's skin, even if it is you, it is no exception." ”

"My son will follow the teachings, and he will never dare to make mistakes, so please rest assured." Zhou Zhou Ming folded his hands, made a very exaggerated look, and replied.

Mrs. Zhou and Huan'er laughed even harder.

"Okay, don't giggle, these two bowls of porridge taste very good, they won't taste good when it's cold, you two have been hungry for a long time, hurry up and eat." Zhou Zhou Ming urged, for fear that if the two of them continued to laugh, the taste of the two bowls of porridge he made would be greatly reduced, which would make all his hard work in vain, after all, he had paid a lot of hard work to make this porridge.

"Okay, let Wei Niang taste your craftsmanship, if it's not delicious, I'll peel your skin carefully." Mrs. Zhou laughed as she turned around and looked at the bowl of lean porridge on the table.

I didn't look at it, but I still had some expectations in my heart, but at a glance, Mrs. Zhou's face changed greatly, and the expectations in my heart immediately fell to the bottom.

The reason is very simple, although this bowl of lean porridge tastes good, it looks too ugly.

Because of the technical process, the color of the rice in the Great Chu Kingdom is not very white, if it is steamed into rice, the appearance does not have a big impact, but when it is boiled into porridge, the color of the rice becomes dark brown, and the lean meat is put into it, and the color is darker.

In order to make this bowl of porridge easier to digest, Zhou Zhou Ming deliberately extended the boiling time, which caused the rice grains to be boiled and turned into paste, and those lean meats, under the slow cooking of low heat, turned into shredded meat and meat puree, which made the color of this bowl of rice porridge even more ugly.

So much so that Mrs. Zhou looked at it for a long time and felt that this was rice porridge, it was like a big bowl of thick phlegm, and in the face of this bowl of porridge, she not only had no appetite at all, but retched for a while and almost vomited.

"You bad boy, what are you doing? Where is this rice porridge, isn't this just spitting phlegm? You see that your mother is hungry and still resentful, right? You want to disgust me to death! Mrs. Zhou was really angry, after all, she had been hungry for so long, and she finally waited until there was a bowl to eat, but the result was still so ugly, even if she had a good temper, she had used it up now.

Seeing Mrs. Zhou so angry, Huan'er was a little frightened and overwhelmed, she looked down at the porridge in her hand, and instantly understood Mrs. Zhou's mood, this bowl of porridge does not say how it tastes, just from the appearance, it is already very unappetizing.

"Old lady, don't look at the appearance of this bowl of porridge, you try it, it's absolutely delicious!" Zhou Ming also panicked, after all, he had never seen his wife and had such a big anger.

It's okay not to persuade, but after persuasion, Mrs. Zhou not only did not stop her anger, but was so angry that her whole body trembled, she picked up the bowl on the table and wanted to fall directly on the ground.

Monday Ming's eyes were quick, and he quickly snatched the bowl from her hand, for fear that she would hurt herself.

"Mother, don't be so angry, what's wrong with my son, you hit me twice and get angry!

Don't take this bowl out of your anger, what if you fall to the ground and the bowl fragments hurt you! Zhou Zhou Ming hurriedly said something nice, for fear that his wife would be angry again when she was hungry and get sick, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

Although Huan'er is a maid, she grew up in the Lin Mansion since she was a child, and she lives a life of fine clothes and food, if it is changed to usual, this bowl of porridge in her hand, just from the point of view of appearance, she will never eat it, even if she is hungry for a few days, she will not eat this disgusting thing when she is killed.

But now this situation is different, first of all, her stomach is also very hungry, although she is young, but she has taken care of Mrs. Zhou for so long, running before and after, plus she has not eaten, she has no strength now, if she continues to be hungry, maybe there will be danger.

Secondly, and most importantly, she must immediately think of a way to eliminate Mrs. Zhou's resistance to this bowl of porridge, and also to make Mrs. Zhou's mood improve quickly, otherwise if she keeps losing her temper with Zhou Ming like this, not only will she be unbearable, but if people outside see it, she will think how unfilial Zhou Ming is.

Zhou Ming is a person who does great things outside, and if his reputation is ruined, it will have a great impact on his future.

Although Huan'er knows that her life is not worthy of Zhou Ming at all, and she has no fate with him in this life, but Zhou Ming's success or failure is related to the happiness of her own young lady, and she can't stand idly by when she sees Zhou Ming in trouble.

Huan'er mustered up the courage, put the porridge in the bowl into her mouth without warning, chewed it twice, showed a smile for the first time, and said to Mrs. Zhou: "Mother, the young master didn't lie to you, this bowl of porridge tastes really good, it is salty and delicious in the mouth, and it melts in the mouth, it is simply delicious in the world." ”

Zhou Ming was scolded by the dog's blood, and while he was depressed in his heart, he was also thinking about what kind of way to coax his old lady and let her old man drink porridge quickly.

What he didn't expect was that Huan'er was so brave, she drank this bowl of porridge into her mouth before she did the work, you must know that if this bowl of porridge was not made by Zhou Zhou Ming himself, I am afraid he would not have the courage to drink it himself.

Mrs. Zhou has long regarded Huan'er as her own treasure, during the time when Zhou Zhou Ming was away just now, the two of them said a lot of heartfelt words, and while they deepened their understanding of each other, Mrs. Zhou loved Huan'er even more, so she believed in her words.

"Really? Then I'm going to try it! "Mrs. Zhou has been hungry for a long time, and when she heard Huan'er say that this bowl of porridge tastes good, she can't care so much.

She picked up the bowl, closed her eyes, stopped breathing, and reluctantly put the porridge into her mouth like a swallowing medicine.

When my tongue tasted it a little, I was immediately shocked, because although this bowl of porridge was ugly in appearance, it tasted better than I imagined.

"Hmm...... Delicious! While Mrs. Zhou was full of praise, she devoured a meal, and a bowl of porridge had been eaten clean in an instant.

Zhou Zhou Ming finally got his grievances, he stood up straight, raised his head with his chest straight, and deliberately pretended to be aggrieved: "I just said that this bowl of porridge tastes good, I don't believe it, I have to say it to Huan'er, you believe it, your heart is really outrageous, and I, who is a son, really want to cry." ”

Huan'er ate the porridge in her mouth just now, just to coax Mrs. Zhou to eat, and she didn't dare to taste the porridge in her mouth at all, so she swallowed it violently.

At this moment, she was also very surprised to see Mrs. Zhou so fond of drinking this bowl of porridge, so she ate several bites in succession, only to find that this bowl of porridge just looks ugly on the outside, and the taste is really very good.

Before she knew it, she had also finished drinking the porridge in the bowl, and she was still unsatisfied, and wanted to have another bowl.

At this time, Mrs. Zhou put the bowl on the table, wiped her mouth, looked at Zhou Ming, and burped: "You kid don't have a flamboyant tongue here, I believe Huan'er because this girl is honest, unlike you, who is a son, and often lied to me all day long in order to make me happy." ”

"How dare my son!" Zhou Ming hurriedly distinguished, "Many times, I say those nonsensical words, just to make the old lady happy."

Let's just talk about how did I make this bowl of porridge this time? Does it taste good? You two have to say it with your conscience! ”

"It's very tasty." Huan'er was the first to speak.

Old Madam Zhou kept a straight face at first, and then couldn't help laughing: "Even if you kid has some ability, this bowl of porridge is really delicious, but I want to ask you, is there anything else?" ”

"Haha......" Zhou Ming laughed twice, "Addicted to drinking, right?" Fortunately, I made a big pot, otherwise you two would have eaten your fill, and the pot would have bottomed out. ”

"Young master, if there is any more, I want to drink another bowl." Huan'er said a little shyly.

"No problem, I'll give it to you." Zhou Ming said happily, after all, his busy work in the kitchen just now was not in vain, and the bowl of porridge he made was simply lovely.

Zhou Ming picked up two bowls, walked out of the study, came to the yard, and just wanted to go to the kitchen to serve dinner, when there was a sudden movement at the gate.

Zhou Ming turned his back to the gate, and he was worried for a while, because when he came back just now, he was too anxious and didn't close the door, so that no matter who came outside at this time, he could easily break in.

If the family comes back, it's fine, but if a bad guy comes, it's troublesome.

Zhou Zhou Ming immediately put on a posture of facing the battle, holding two bowls, and suddenly turned around, and the next moment he was stunned, because the person at the door he knew was the Chunnier he had brought home before.

"Brother Zhou, are you really back?"

Chuniel's face was full of tears, and she couldn't believe her eyes.

Zhou Ming smiled slightly: "If I don't come back, who will be standing in front of you?" What a silly girl. ”

Confirming that it was really Zhou Ming in front of her, Chun Nier cried out, she rushed towards Zhou Ming desperately, threw herself into his arms at once, hugged him tightly, and didn't let go.

Zhou Ming held the bowl in both hands, and could only gently pat her back with his elbow, comforting: "What are you crying about?" Isn't this coming back? And it didn't ...... It was only a minor injury, and it didn't get in the way at all. ”

Chunnier didn't pay attention to these at all, just blindly cried and didn't stop, and her tears soaked Zhou Ming's clothes.

Huan'er, who heard the voice in the study, hurriedly came out to check the movement, and found that Chunni was back, she asked nervously, "Chunnier, didn't you go out with the young grandmother last night?" Why did you come back alone? What about the young grandmother? ”

After Zhou Zhou Ming heard Huan'er's words, he also became nervous, because he knew in his heart that if there was no accident, Chunni would not have left Lin Ajiao to come back alone.