Mi Bao was three and a half years old, and was favored by the big bosses in the capital

Shan Ye's expression froze, and he said quickly, "No need, I'm full."

"I think you really like this side, why don't you eat some more!" Su Wenxiu warmly invited, and even stood up, reaching out to take Shan Ye's bowl to serve him.

Shan Ye quickly grabbed the bowl into his arms, "No need, I'm really full!"

"Push!"

Shiro couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud.

Everyone looked at him.

He quickly coughed a few times and explained, "I choked."

Liu Lang has a solid eye, looking at his bowl, "But fourth brother, you obviously weren't eating noodles just now?"

Shiro didn't change his face, "I'm talking about choking on saliva."

Liu Lang: "Oh."

Seeing that everyone looked away, Shiro smiled teasingly at Danye.

Ha ha, after all, I am still afraid.

Su Wenxiu still persisted, and Su Shan kindly made a relief: "Forget it, Xiuxiu, he must have been hungry for a long time, don't eat too much at once, it will be bad for your health."

Hearing this, Su Wenxiu finally gave up her plan.

Shan Ye secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Today is different from the past, he is not allowed to be picky in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation, so no matter how unpalatable the noodles are, as long as they can fill his stomach, he will eat them all.

However, he did not insist on having a full meal.

After all, this side is really unpalatable.

"Mi Bao, you haven't finished eating yet, why are you leaving?" Su Wenxiu called to Mi Bao who was about to sneak off the stool.

"Mother..." Mi Bao looked at the half bowl of noodles left in the bowl with a painful expression, and her voice was soft and coquettish, "I'm full."

Su Wenxiu obviously didn't believe it, "Didn't you just say that you were very hungry? How can you be full with such a small amount? Just now I took some into your elder brother's bowl, be good, finish this."

Mi Bao had a bitter expression.

If she had known that the noodles made by her mother were so unpalatable, she would not have said that she was hungry just now.

No matter how Mi Bao acted coquettishly and said good things, Su Wenxiu's attitude did not loosen.

In the end, Mi Bao had no choice but to bite the bullet and finish eating the noodles.

After the whole family finished eating, they left the table as if fleeing one after another.

Da Lang and Su Wenxiu were left to clean up the dishes.

Su Shan claimed to be going to the village chief's house for a meeting, and he walked the fastest, disappearing almost instantly.

Liulang led Mibao, and Mibao led Shanye, and the three of them followed Erlang, Sanlang, Shiro, and Goro outside.

After going out, Liu Lang whispered to Mi Bao: "I really didn't expect the noodles made by my aunt to be so unpalatable. It smells so delicious..."

Mi Bao nodded silently, "I didn't expect that either."

Liu Lang was puzzled, "Huh? You said this, as if you had never eaten the noodles made by your aunt before."

Mi Bao shook his head, "It's true that I haven't eaten it. Since I can remember, my mother has been ill, and other people have never let my mother cook, so today is the first time I eat what my mother cooks."

Liu Lang suddenly said: "That's it!"

Immediately afterwards, he became worried again, "I don't know if my aunt only cooks noodles that are unpalatable, or if she says that everything is unpalatable..."

Erlang, who was walking in front, turned around and said, "Gun is a kitchen-stove killer."

Liu Lang: "Stove House Killer?"

Saburo explained: "Everything is unpalatable. Among them, noodles are the most unpalatable."

After some explanations, Liu Lang and Mi Bao were successfully frightened, and even Wu Lang had a bitter face, looking entangled.

Shiro said solemnly: "Remember, in the days to come, for the sake of my own stomach, never let my aunt cook."

"Wow woof woof woof!"

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