Chapter 289: Uncle Wu, you eat meat!

Mo Yanyang brought out the hot noodle soup and said, "Let everyone wait a long time!"
Xie Fengmian was almost the first to jump up, staring at him with burning eyes, with a white smoke on his face.
He sniffed hard, and the saliva was in his mouth almost at the same time and began to secrete crazily!
Mo Yanyang put a bowl of noodles in front of everyone!
"Thank you today, Mr. Xie for your help, it's too late, it's too late to do anything else, I hope you don't dislike it!"
When Xie Beizhao smelled the scent, he was already a little restless, and he tried to keep himself normal.
He stood up and said, "No, thank you!"
Creamy white noodle soup, white thin noodles, sliced ​​in half of soft-boiled eggs, lying on top, sprinkled with a few green onions on the noodles, next to it are two pieces of pork ribs exuding rich marinade. I took a few slices of beef with sauce as big as a child's palm.
This bowl of noodles really makes people salivate.
Xie Fengmian rubbed his hands, picked up the chopsticks, and was about to eat, but turned his head on both sides.
His father is a cut egg, two halves lying quietly in the noodles.
Next to him, Xiao Chu too, and two more ribs.
Next to it, not to mention the bowl of spicy strips, there are not only eggs, but also small quail eggs!
Look at his fifth uncle's bowl again. I wipe it. It's going against the sky, okay?
The ribs and beef inside are almost coming out.
Xie Fengmian suddenly felt that the whole world was unfriendly to him. He couldn't help raising his hand: "Why... why, I'm just half an egg? Only... a rib?"
Mo Yanyang swept over coldly, "It seems that you don't want half of it."
Xie Xize raised his head and smiled: "No, he wants to stop eating."
Xie Fengmian almost immediately hugged his bowl and shook his head again and again: "No, no, I eat, I eat...Thank you, Auntie Wu!"
Lan Dongzhi raised his head and glanced at him disgustingly. What did he do in the past, didn't he have a B number in his heart?
It's not bad to give him a bite, but dare to pick it?
Lan Dongzhi shook his head.
Mo Yanyang put the ribs in his bowl to Xie Xize: "Uncle Wu, you eat meat! You have worked so hard, you work so hard every day!"
Spicy little paw held the chopsticks aside, his face was black to the bottom of the pot!
hateful!
pissed off!
Once, his mother would just pick up vegetables for him. When eating, would she look up at him and feed him.
But now?
After eating, he didn't look up at him, and gave the meat to Xie Xize.
Laotiao took a bite of her little milk teeth and squeaked. This day can't be passed.
Click, the chopsticks fell.
Laitiao yelled aggrievedly: "Mom..."
Mo Yanyang raised his head: "What's wrong, baby?"
La Tiao stretched out her small claws: "I am so tired at the cash register today, and my hands are so sore that I can't hold my chopsticks anymore."
Mo Yanyang suddenly felt distressed and said: "Ah, my baby has worked hard, mother feed you!"
"Don't feed!" Xie Xize looked at spicy strips blankly, and handily caught the eggs in his bowl to Mo Yanyang.
"A big man, where is so squeamish, let him eat it himself!"
Mo Yanyang: "Aren't the spicy strips still small?"
Xie Xize said coldly: "I'm four years old, and I'm not a one or two-year-old Mao child, so how young."
After a few seconds, La Tiao deflated, her eyes reddened, and said, "If my grandma didn't go to bed, she would be particularly distressed by La Tiao now. She would definitely feed La Tiao to eat. They were right. With a stepdad, Have a stepmother!"
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