He Hongying:...

"Bang!"

The door slam is still loud.

The two women, one big and one small, were scared and shivered, and saw a lot of embarrassment in each other's eyes.

"Well, Xiaorou, come on, let's pack up and prepare for dinner."

"You said this was a mess, and I hadn't had time to introduce you to my son with a generous introduction."

"This child is just a little anxious. Don't take it to heart Xiaorou."

"When the meal starts a while, if you eat a bite of the food he cooks, then you will be completely angry."

"Come on, come and help the aunt out of the small table, just wait and eat."

After saying that, He Hongying untied the apron on her waist, and with Xiaorou who was still standing still, she spread the plastic folding table standing by the wall.

This slum where Chendu's family lives is really not limited to their family.

Three families share a yard and a gate, making this supposedly quiet morning as lively as a vegetable market.

Ruan Rou helped He Hongying set the table at this time, and there were no less than four people walking through their kitchen.

Two of them were in a hurry, and when they passed by, they just said hello and nodded, but the two people following behind were amazing. When they walked to the kitchen door of Chendu's house, they stopped moving. They picked up two handfuls from the pile of small chairs and small stools by the wall, spread out, and sat opposite He Hongying.

As the owner of the table, He Hongying had no objection. Instead, she smiled at the other party with a smile on her face and said, "Yeah, are you here?"

"According to this day, we have to wait a while. My son has just entered."

Hearing this, the two old men opposite were happy.

They directly exposed He Hongying's lie: "What is your son too late? It's clear that you've entered the kitchen again."

"Just now, we all heard it at home, for fear that you would ruin everything in the kitchen, so don't you come out quickly?"

"Fortunately, it's okay, Dadu is a child of great significance. We have saved our breakfast this morning."

After saying that, the old couple laughed.

But Ruan Rou, who was sitting opposite, didn't know the relationship. She looked at Aunt He beside her with a blank look on her face.

Seeing the little girl's expression, He Hongying hugged Ruan Rou and introduced her to the two energetic old men sitting opposite her.

"Xiao Rou, they are like you, who pay the meals to our house and eat with them."

"But you're sent to your aunt for dinner because your parents are too busy and don't have time to take care of you."

"And what about the two of them..." After saying that, He Hongying smiled proudly: "It's because our family is generous and good at cooking. Who makes our family so delicious!?"

Ruan Rou was shocked when she heard that it was such a reason.

Is Shendu cooking delicious?

But before coming to Aunt He’s house, my father told me that Aunt He’s son was the same age as me.

Only fourteen years old and just in the third year of junior high school, how delicious can the cooking be?

Ruan Rou looked at the two smiling kind old men opposite again, with great confusion.

These two people are so old, so they should be disdainful of telling lies for a child, right?

Just as Ruan Rou was thinking, "Crack", Aunt He's kitchen door was opened.

Chen Du held a plate with one hand and a big sea bowl with the other and walked out from it.

‘Bang, bang’

After two blows, I put this morning's breakfast on the table.

"The meal is ready, I say..."

No one heard what Chen Du was going to say, and the four people on the low table put their heads over in unison.

He took a deep breath at the golden pan of the stall.

"Well, it smells so good! It's my son."

"Come on, don't be polite, hurry up and finish your meal and go to work."

After saying that, He Hongying went into the kitchen again, took out a stack of bowls and chopsticks, and actively served a bowl of beans for everyone to soak in soup.

This is their breakfast this morning, a typical Chinese breakfast.

With the taste of old Beijing North.

For a moment, everyone held the chopsticks and ate hard, completely ignoring the deepness that had the most say on the table.

He was so angry that he returned to the kitchen in a frustration, and continued to think about the strange things he had just encountered.

"Can I just encountered a supernatural incident? I have lived for so many years, why has it been fine before?"

"I'm not that different from usual. The only difference... is that I met a little black girl at my doorstep this morning."

"Xiao Rou? Yep, it must be her."

"Because of her appearance, I suddenly encountered something strange. So, for my future personal safety, I should stay away from her."

"Yeah, that's right, I'll go out now and find a way to get my mom to send the child away."

As soon as Chen Du made his decision, he heard a voice of admiration in the center of the courtyard: "It's so delicious! How could this mug be so delicious!"

Chen Du hurriedly leaned out and took a look. He saw the little black girl holding the mess he made in her mouth, stuffing it into her mouth with big mouthfuls.

The cheeks were stuffed, especially like a delicious big rat and bamboo rat that Shen Du saw on TV.

Just looking at this shape... I feel it is particularly delicious.

Wait, what am I thinking? The most important thing now is not to find a way to drive this black girl away?

The sun, which was almost deviated by the food, walked back to the small dining table again, pretending to be soaking beans, and began to explore the little girl's tone.

"I said Xiaorou, come on, I'd better call you Ruan Rou. After dinner, are you going home?"

"If you like the mess I made, there are still left in the kitchen, I will wrap it up for you later and you will take it away."

After being asked this, Ruan Rou was stunned. Before she could think of how to respond to Chen Du, Aunt He, who was beside her, took her over for her.

"Oh, you're generous. I've been rushing one after another just now. There are so many things I haven't told you."

"This Xiaorou will have dinner at our house in the future."

"It's still a holiday now, and the school day is the beginning of the day after tomorrow."

"You asked Ruan Rou to go home now. At noon, don't you still come to our house for dinner?"

"It's not enough to run around back and forth. It's still your Aunt Liu who thought it thought carefully. When Xiaorou came here in the morning, she brought her textbooks and some common things."

"I'm going to work later, so you two will do your homework at home."

"It's not that I said you are in a state of depression. This summer vacation is about to be over. You should calm down and finish your homework quickly."

Eat at their house?

A deep heart is in a state of depression.

What is this? He has to make breakfast for three or four people every morning, and now he has arranged it for him at noon.

The arrangement was also a girl with a physical condition to attract disasters.
Chapter completed!