On the induction cooker, the porridge gradually boiled, and the foam surged out along the pot little by little, and the aroma of rice filled the kitchen in an instant. Wan Qing hurriedly turned off the power, then filled two bowls of hot porridge, and brought them to the dining table through the mat.
"Eat breakfast." Huairu put the steamed buns he bought early in the morning on a plate, and greeted Wan Qing cheerfully, "Hey, clear porridge, mustard, deep-fried dough sticks, and steamed stuffed buns, this breakfast is perfect."
Wan Qing took a seat opposite Huai Ru, picked up a steamed bun, smelled it: "This vegetable bun is really delicious, when I was in California, I dreamed of eating this bite. Those steamed stuffed buns bought in Chinese restaurants, It doesn't smell right."
Huai Ru smiled: "Isn't it? The tastes of Chinese restaurants vary widely, and some of them have been specially modified according to Laomei's taste. It's really incomparable. Let's not talk about the vegetable buns, just talk about the deep-fried dough sticks. Don¡¯t dare to ask for crispness, chew it into your mouth, it¡¯s really hard, it¡¯s more than enough to use the beggars¡¯ gang as a dog-beating stick.¡±
After hearing that, Wan Qing laughed "sneaky": "Even if it's a 'dog-beating stick', wouldn't you eat it up?"
"Hey, isn't there no choice? Now it's fine, you can eat whatever you want, it's really delicious." Huairu blew on the white porridge, took a couple of sips, and ate fried dough sticks and vegetable buns. , swallowed warmly.
For a moment, Huai Ru only felt that every cell in his body was awakened, let alone how happy he was. He was about to open his mouth to chat with Wan Qing, but he heard a series of doorbells ringing at the door.
After waiting until Huairu opened the door, he saw a strange woman standing at the door. There were heavy black bags under her eyes, and many small red bubbles appeared around her mouth because of getting angry.
Wan Qing looked over Huai Ru's shoulder, and felt that this face was unfamiliar, but she couldn't remember where she saw it before: "Excuse me who are you looking for?"
When the woman heard this, she embraced her nervously, hesitated for a long time, and then said in a husky voice, "Excuse me Is this Teacher Shen Dashi's home? I am Yang Xiude's lover, Lu Wanyu."
"Oh, it's Teacher Yang's lover, please come in." Huai Ru and Wan Qing let Lu Wanyu into the room with one voice.
Lu Wanyu looked preoccupied, and sat down on the chair with her shoulders hunched. She looked carefully at the dining table, knowing that Huai Ru and Wan Qing had just had breakfast, and thought it was not the right time.
"Sister Lu, have you had breakfast? How about eating some here? The porridge is still hot in the pot." Wan Qing asked casually while pouring tea.
At first, Lu Wanyu closed her eyes and said nothing. But the eyeballs under Naihe's eyelids are always running around in a panic. Wan Qing and Huai Ru met each other's eyes, both of them knew that Lu Wanyu might not go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, this was clearly presumed.
"Either I'll cut some fruit, wait a minute."
The moment Wan Qing turned around, Lu Wanyu suddenly grabbed her wrist, and mumbled, "I had eaten something before I came"
Lu Wanyu's eyes were full of despair, she seemed to want to say something, but was unable to speak for a while. She was really upset in her heart, and subconsciously bit her own tongue hard.
"Hey!" She shuddered in pain, and couldn't help beating her chest and stamping her feet.
"Don't worry, drink some water first, so you can relax." Huai Ru hurriedly took the tea from Wan Qing's hand and handed it over.
Suddenly, Lu Wanyu bent down suddenly, and cried out with a "wow": "My life is really hard!" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com