Chapter 119: Corn soup

Just filling the bowl with soup and ribs, Meng Nan’s voice rang in his ear:
I’m just hungry, come over.

The gold guard has a black line. His nose is really strong. He will not come early, he will not come late, but he will come when he just has a good soup.
What can he say?
The gold guards reluctantly took the soup to the front hall and placed them on the table respectfully: "Please use the son."
Meng Nan smiled and said: "Okay, let's go busy."
Jin Weiwei also rushed back to the kitchen, but he saw Hu Feng standing next to the small mud stove, holding a bowl and spoon in his hand, a spoonful of soup in the bowl, golden corn, soft ribs, small The soup in the pot is less than half of the eye. He is so worried about the pain of the liver. He really wants to swear. When the guy comes back, he will go to the house to hide, and he will cook the fire and do some work for the woman. The soup is cooked, but he runs fast.
But after all, this is Hu's family, not a trick, not even Mengfu. He has a sigh of relief in his heart, but he is not easy to send it out. He can only watch Hu Feng carrying a bowl of corn ribs and swaying away.
Hu Feng took the soup to the table in the hall and sat on the right hand side of Meng Nan. The neighboring side of the square table.
Meng Nan glanced at him, then reached out and untied the face towel on his face, revealing his large festered face.
Hu Feng took the spoon to the mouth to send the soup immediately stopped, raised his eyebrows and swept Meng Nan, immediately got up and took the soup down the table, looking for the chair sitting at the hall door.
Meng Nan glared at him: "Hu Feng, what do you mean? Why not be at the same table with the official?"
Hu Feng didn't look at him, only faintly spit out a word: "Smelly!"
Meng Nan was a tongue, he knew the stinky, but he did not expect that this Hu Feng would say so directly, and regardless of his face, a look that could not be avoided, simply, simply - too faceless.
But very quickly, this little episode was forgotten by him.
Because this rib ribs soup is really delicious, the soup is very clear, drink a bite, full of corn scent and fleshy scent, there is nothing else in the soup, and the precious supplements he drinks on weekdays are not the same. The taste is so delicious, it is the best soup he has ever tasted. Simple, real, full of mouth is the most original taste of food, this is what people eat.
Speaking like what he had eaten before was not eaten by people? ?
After a while, his bowl saw the bottom, but his mouth and stomach were still not satisfied. He called the sound gold guard, but no one asked him, he just took the bowl and got up. He just turned from the front hall to the back yard and saw it at a glance. Jin Weiwei was pouring the soup into the bowl with a small stockpot and poured the last soup into the bowl.
He was trying to get the gold guard to bring him the soup, but unexpectedly, before the gold guard left his mouth, he quickly took the bowl and took a drink. . .
Jin Weiwei saw this Meng Nan, and smirked: "The son, can't help, no."
Meng Nan pointed to his hand. "Do you still have a bowl in your hand? Take it."
Jin Weiwei shook his head: "No, no, this subordinate has already drunk, dirty, can not drink for the son."
Meng Nan waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, I don't think you are dirty, take it."
Jin Shiwei wanted to marry her mother, but she did not dare to disobey the orders of the son. She looked at the soup in her hand. He didn’t know where to come. He suddenly took the bowl and gave it a sigh of relief. . .