With a jingle sound, Lin Xu's mother saw today's dinner.

A bowl of porridge with white water is not even boiled in a pot, just some water is poured into the steamed rice.

"Auntie, if you are sick, you must eat something light, otherwise it will be easy to aggravate the condition."

"I'm young, I'm a little tired, I'll help you eat more so you don't have to eat those greasy ones."

Feng Yin returned to the dining table, holding a bowl of rice and rice, and said to Lin Xu's mother, "Auntie, let's eat." ”

Lin Xu's mother was about to crush her teeth, but she had to smile and thank you again.

"Thank you."

"It's okay, that's how I help others."

Feng Yin was ready to eat, she took out a pair of chopsticks from her schoolbag, and said solemnly: "Reduce the infection of Helicobacter pylori." ”

"Well--this black chicken soup is good, and at first glance, this chicken is a free-range chicken."

"I also put some cordyceps sinensis, and it tastes more fragrant."

"The snow clams in the cupboard made me stew, and they tasted a little average, but I will eat them."

"These ribs are stewed and deboned, this meat tastes really good, I feel like a free-range pig in the village."

……

Lin Xu's mother really wanted to poke herself in both ears, she wanted to become deaf.

Snow clams, cordyceps, those are all things she specially saved for Lin Xu to replenish his body, as well as the black chicken and pork ribs, all of which she asked someone to buy from the village at a high price.

How did she find them all, and how dare she cook them all?

"Auntie, I did this, you won't be angry, right?"

"Huh? Don't be angry, don't be angry, this thing is bought to eat, what is there to be angry about. ”

Wind Yin smiled and nodded.

"That's good."

Feng Yin continued to eat, feeling a little surprised.

It can't be said to be an accident, she expected that the mother and son had some calculations, but she didn't know what it was.

However, according to what she did, Lin Xu's mother was obviously going to explode, but she was still willing to cater to her, and the mother and son had great plans.

The wind that was spinning his mind continued to enjoy the food.

No matter what they want, she has been mixed up for so many years, but she didn't come for nothing.

It doesn't matter if he's a ghost or a demon, she's not afraid.

For a meal, Feng Yin ate for forty minutes, and ate and broadcast for forty minutes.

The audience was only Lin Xu's mother.

After eating, the table was in a mess, Feng Yin wiped his mouth and got up, and said goodbye to Lin Xu's mother.

"Auntie, I'll come over tomorrow morning to bring you breakfast."

"Okay, thank you, when Lin Xu comes back, I must thank you well."

Feng Yin didn't answer, just smiled slightly and turned to leave.

With the sound of the door closing, Lin Xu's mother quickly stood up.

"Oops, my waist."

Lin Xu's mother helped her waist up, and the plates on the dining table were almost empty, even if they weren't empty, they were messed up by the wind, and there was no way to eat them.

Her angry liver began to hurt.

But when she went to the kitchen to see it, she almost wanted to die on the spot.

The site of the explosion will probably be much cleaner than it is now.

This is the kitchen where you cook! This is the battlefield, this is the garbage heap!

But all the dishes and chopsticks that can be used, the pot and the wind are all used, obviously there is no pasta, but there are all the batter ideas, egg liquid, rotten vegetable leaves, soy sauce, all the seasonings seem to be arranged, and they are sprinkled all over again.

Lin Xu's mother stabilized for a long time, and finally calmed down, or chose not to see it. She went out and found the outgoing phone and dialed it.

"Something?"

"Xu, this wind yin doesn't seem to be a good stubble, can we change it?"

(End of chapter)