"You child, eat some snacks when you are hungry. Didn't your mother bring it for you? Why do you eat this thing? Really..."

After that, she couldn't say it anymore, after all, this little milk baby in front of her fried it herself, no matter how disgusted she was, she couldn't say it in front of the child, right?

"Little aunt, it's so salty, you need to rinse your mouth with water." Although the little milk boy is young, she also knows that it is definitely not good to eat something so salty, and she has to rinse her mouth.

"Okay, Auntie will bring you some water."

Qian Yiyun didn't hesitate, she went to bring the little milk baby the leftover water and asked him to rinse his mouth.

After a while, after rinsing his mouth a few times, the little milk boy finally regained his strength. Looking at the two plates of fried rice on the table, he felt that he would never want to eat fried rice in his life.

"Brother Lu, you are lying, this fried rice is not delicious at all."

Seeing his three elder brothers who had stopped practicing and came to care for him, he complained tearfully.

The three of An Yilu: "..."

They really didn't do it on purpose, they just couldn't bear to say it, which made the little baby sad.

How did they know that the little milk boy fell on the fried rice he made this time? This is not what they expected.

"Nonuo, where's the eldest brother and the second brother?" An Yixing asked.

The eldest brother and the second brother saw Nuonuo put the seasoning, so they ran away secretly, right?

He looked at Nuonuo and thought it was impossible, just now he saw how rare his two elder brothers were for little Nuonuo, how could he run away secretly?

"I don't know, I haven't seen Brother Zheng and Brother Rong." Qian Yinuo shook her head.

As soon as he looked up, the two elder brothers disappeared, and he didn't know where they went. Did they go out for something? But they didn't tell him either.

"They might..."

"What's going on here?"

Just when he was about to say that the two elder brothers might have gone out on business, he saw Qian Yirong walking in with a plate.

Seeing Nuonuo surrounded by people, Qian Yirong frowned, quickened his pace and walked into the crowd, and when he saw the fried rice spit on the ground, his complexion turned black.

No need to think about who vomited this fried rice.

"Nonuo, how are you? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Come on, let's eat a piece of watermelon first."

He took out a piece of watermelon from the plate and handed it to the little milkman. He never thought that when he went out to get a piece of fruit, the little milkman who was cooking soup actually ate it first.

You should have known that the little milk baby would eat first by himself, and he would not leave no matter what.

"oh oh."

Qian Yinuo nodded, quickly took the watermelon and took a bite.

The sweet taste spread in his mouth, and he felt that he was finally alive.

"I will do well in the future, learn how to cook from my mother and father, and never cook such unpalatable fried rice again." After eating a few mouthfuls of watermelon, he patted his chest and promised.

Everyone: "..."

Shouldn't the little baby boy say that he will never cook again?

"You!"

Qian Yiyun raised her hand and gently scratched the tip of the little baby's nose.

"Little Luobotou, you are still young, you can just sit and wait to eat in the future, don't keep thinking about cooking."

"That won't work."

After hearing this, the little milkman immediately shook his head.

This is the hobby he is most interested in. He can't even compare to eating snacks, so how can he just let it go.

Study, you must study hard, so that you can eat delicious food every day in the future!

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