Chapter 2074: Abao pits Bi Ling 7 again

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Abao knows that she talked about bitterness and did not care to wave her hand. "It's okay, Abao is very modest. I believe that Abao can help his mother and protect her."
He must not only protect his mother-in-law, but also crack the curse of that thing, and keep the family of three together, so as not to be separated.
Feng Tianlan still didn't take Abao's words seriously, and pursed her lips with a smile. "My mother's Abao is just amazing."
"Of course, it's better than dad."
Simobai watched them come in, put the food brought in on the table, and raised his brow lightly. "Abao has a great father? When will he cook for his father and mother?"
Abao sat on the chair himself, holding the soup, "Rong Abao studied for two days, and I will cook for you the day after tomorrow."
Si Mobai watched Abao put the good soup in front of Feng Tianlan, and raised his eyebrow slightly. "If it's not delicious, Dad won't show mercy."
"Mother waits, mother believes Abao is the best." Feng Tianlan encouraged softly.
A Bao narrowed his eyes and smiled like Fuwa.
Abao said he could do it. He stepped on a stool in the kitchen and watched carefully, and started to learn cooking. The simplest one was, after all, still small.
On the day when I really learned to cook, Abao asked Biling at the table in the morning, "Auntie, do you like spicy food?"
"Like." Bi Ling answered with a smile. The attitude remained the same for the past two days. The previous events did not seem to have any effect.
After hearing this answer, Abao narrowed his eyes with satisfaction. "My mother-in-law also likes spicy food, especially the spicy one."
Bi Ling smiled and didn't answer. She didn't care much about what to eat, but she didn't like the spicy ones. There was another kind of sudden feeling in her heart. But it was obvious that it was pleasing. What's wrong?
"Auntie, wouldn't you abandon the bad taste of A Bao?" A Bao looked at Bi Ling with his head on his head, his face was full of expectations, and he seemed afraid that she would answer.
Bi Ling smiled tenderly and lovingly, "Of course she won't dislike it, and her mother is not ugly."
"That's good." A Bao smiled, almost did not say that, I think you ugly said it.
Abao passed the small apron to Feng Tianlan and asked her to help him tie it. "Mother, if Abao doesn't cook well, don't eat it, Abao will be distressed."
Looking at this scene, Bi Ling shook the corners of her mouth. This difference in treatment, not too obvious, she was very irritable and didn't want to bear it anymore.
Regarding Abao's real cooking, a few people in Fenghuang watched from outside the kitchen, looked at the little person, held a palm higher than him, hung their hearts, and saw the tail from the beginning.
Abao spent half an hour, and finally cooked the noodles at noon when the sun was hot, and brought it up by the subordinates. Abao smartly divided them into bowls and chopsticks, and smiled, "Taste Abao Cooking. "
Feng Ye likes this grandson and can't wait to take a sip. "Nice, it tastes great."
Shen Berui seconded.
Si Mobai raised his eyebrows lightly, "Average." But a four-year-old child is fine without cooking.
Feng Tianlan looked up and stared at her Abao. "Not as good as your father, but it still tastes great because of Abao's intentions."
A Bao was very proud of being boasted, turning her head to smile and look at Bi Ling who was holding the bowl, but didn't say a word. She squinted and said, "Auntie, don't you like it?"
"Ah?" Bi Ling glanced at the full-colored and scented face, and couldn't get it for a while.