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Chapter 287 Came for Jian Ning¡¯s breakfast

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    Fu Jia looked towards the yard, "I've been listening to it for a long time."

    "Go over and take a look." Jian Ning took out all the fried dough sticks to control the oil, then took a cup in the kitchen to prepare soy milk.

    It¡¯s strange to say.

    This is obviously the house given to Jia Jia by Fu Zha, but it is filled with all kinds of tools for multiple people, including large pots and pans, which are very convenient for Jian Ning to use.

    The soy milk is not pure soy milk. A Fang bought the black beans, soybeans, red dates and sesame seeds at the morning market. After a hard time without setting up a stall these days, she couldn't stay idle and got a lot of fresh ingredients.

    The taste is very good.

    Especially the aroma of red dates filled the whole room as soon as she opened the lid of the soymilk machine.

    She was busy with her work with ease.

    The pink apron on her body adds a touch of playfulness to her, but also has a touch of desolateness and gentleness that cannot be ignored.

    Various qualities have reached a wonderful balance in her, giving her a sense of beauty that looks like a landscape from a distance and an ink painting up close.

    This was the scene when Fu Tingyao came in.

    "Mommy" Fu Jia didn't know if he had done anything wrong by letting Fu Tingyao in, but considering that Fu Zha had contributed to the house after all, he still let him in.

    He tugged at the corner of Jian Ning's clothes, "Daddy is here"

    "What?" Jian Ning hadn't finished pouring the soy milk in her hand. After hearing what he said, she paused in her hand and looked back suddenly. She didn't show the disgust Fu Tingyao imagined, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

    "I'll come over and take a look." He touched his nose.

    Wearing a dark gray suit with a turtleneck sweater, he looks even more upright, with three-dimensional facial features, and a noble temperament that is clearly visible. The Creator is indeed partial to this man.

    "This is my house, what's there to see when Daddy comes over?" Fu Jia was afraid that he and Fu Tingyao had joined forces to let Jian Ning move in. Fu Jia would seize the opportunity to show his alienation from Fu Tingyao.

    "Just taking a look." Fu Tingyao grabbed Fu Jia, and the 1.8-meter tall man looked even more at a loss than a child.

    Jian Ning didn¡¯t say anything to him and concentrated on preparing the breakfast dishes.

    Each yellow-orange fried dough stick is not just plain and crispy, but also has two eyes made from the beans in mustard on one end of the fried dough stick.

    It looks particularly childlike.

    Even soy milk is different from what¡¯s available outside.

    She raised her children with care.

    Fu Tingyao felt cold in his heart when he thought of the hand cakes he had eaten last night. He really wanted to hold the hot soy milk and take a bite of the fried dough sticks made by Jian Ning.

    She used to cook for him.

    But he didn¡¯t cherish it.

    After going through many changes, I realized that being able to express love and accept love is also a lesson, and being able to have an ordinary breakfast together as a family around the dining table is a kind of happiness.

    No matter how much money he makes, he will be happier.

    Fu You came out after washing his face.

    When he saw Fu Tingyao, he didn't have any trouble, as if he should have been here, he walked to Fu Jia and stood waiting with him.

    In the past, he couldn't even look at things like soy milk and fried dough sticks, let alone eat them, but now after last night's hot pot on the subway where many people put their chopsticks into the pot, there is nothing noble about such things.  divided.

    Three almost identical faces, blocking the kitchen door in almost the same posture.

    So much so that Liu Tianran and the others were shocked when they came down.

    "Who is this?!" She rubbed her eyes and looked at it twice before she dared to speak, "Fu Tingyao?!"

    "Why is he here?!"

    "This is his son's villa, it seems not surprising that he came"

    The three people exchanged words with each other, but no one had any intention of coming forward to say hello first.

    Especially Ah Fang, the scene of filming him with the bottom of a pot is still vivid in her mind, and now she just wants to hide herself.

    It¡¯s Fu Tingyao.

    He stepped forward and walked up to them in a gentlemanly manner, "Hello, we meet again."

    "When these women get together, there is only one cuckoo.

    Fu Tingyao's sharp eyes scanned them all over. Cheng Jie, who had just done bad things yesterday, almost did all of them. She said with a fake smile, "Haha, hello."

    Fu Tingyao just thought she was a little nervous, turned around and went to the dining table to pull out the stools for them one by one, "Sit down."

    Then he went to the kitchen to help Jian Ning bring out the bowl.

    The expression of calmness??, his movements were so skillful that one had to wonder if he had practiced in advance.

    In the silence of everyone, Fu Tingyao helped finish everything.

    Then he obediently retreated to the sofa in the living room.

    A man turned on the TV and started watching.

    There was suddenly a sound in the silent living room.

    Liu Tianran's mouth twitched, "Fu scumbag ah."

    How could she call someone a scumbag in front of the rightful owner

    But Fu Tingyao, who seemed to be watching TV, suddenly turned his head and said, "It doesn't matter. As long as Miss Liu is willing, just call me Fu Zha. It sounds nice and catchy."

    Liu Tianran mouthed: "how does he know my surname is Liu?"

    "A person like him must have checked us out a long time ago. Seeing how considerate he was this morning, do you really think he is a handsome young man?" Cheng Jie said in a low voice with her back to him.

    Liu Tianran agreed. He looked at Jian Ning who was sitting down and returned his voice to a normal volume, "Why is Mr. Fu here?"

    "Come and take a look." Jian Ning glanced at the man with her peripheral vision, and then looked at Fu Jia, "Maybe it was the information given by a certain puppy."

    "I'm not a puppy" Fu Jia took the initiative to claim it.

    The whole table burst into laughter, "No one said you were a puppy, you admitted it yourself."

    It turned out to be a trap for him!

    "Mommy is bad!"

    Fu Jia took a vicious bite of the fried dough sticks, and then his expression instantly turned angelic and sweet, "It's delicious! It's delicious!"

    He stuffed a palm-long fried dough stick in one gulp, "Why is this stuff so much better than the ones outside?"

    Ah Fang smiled and said, "Of course, your mommy's cooking skills haven't been put to use yet. If she can cook it every day, you will definitely become a fat boy within a month."

    Fu Jia: "Mommy, I want to be a chubby boy, is that okay?"

    "Yes!" Jian Ning knocked on the soy milk bowl, "Drink this quickly and you can maintain a good figure."

    She is very motherly.

    " Gentle yet stern, yet stern yet persuasive. Now Fu You and Fu Jia look like two normal children.

    Fu Tingyao¡¯s eyes stayed particularly on Fu You.

    Television has become a foil.

    Jian Ning lowered her head and took a bite of the fried dough sticks, "He probably wants to come see Fu You."

    Fu You performed very well today. He didn¡¯t need anyone else¡¯s advice. He ate two small fried dough sticks, mixed with pickled mustard, and then drank a bowl of soy milk. His little face became more lively than before.

    But after a while, his eyes fell on Jian Ning again.

    In the end, they wandered back and forth over the leftover soy milk and fried dough sticks.

    "I don't think so." Afang said, "He seems to be here for Jian Ning's breakfast Don't you think that look in his eyes looks more and more like a hungry wolf?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel  .com
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