After a debt of 100 million, the poisonous tongue went crazy and killed people on the live broadcast

Feng Yin cooked the noodles with chicken soup.

Two chicken wings were placed on top of the noodles, and the chicken legs and breasts were torn into strips by Feng Yin to make shredded red oil chicken.

"You are really like a bandit leader, you don't have any hair left!"

"Why aren't there any left? I left the chicken head and feet for you. Isn't the head and tail enough?"

Grandma Yun was defeated by Feng Yin's shamelessness and snorted angrily.

"I won't eat it!"

After Grandma Yun turned around and left, she returned to her bedroom and pressed herself against the door. She easily took a glass and placed it against the door to listen carefully.

Not here yet!

Why don't you come and coax me!

Could it be that the chicken soup was left on purpose?

No, she thinks she did a pretty good job.

You're acting so well, why doesn't this stinky girl come to coax me?

What a heartless person!

Grandma Yun was alone in the bedroom, struggling back and forth, but she didn't hear Feng Yin's footsteps.

At this time, Feng Yin was standing outside Grandma Yun's door, clearly hearing the murmurs inside.

She smiled with the corners of her mouth raised: She knew it!

Feng Yin didn't doubt it when she saw the chicken soup, but she became suspicious when she saw the prepared noodles.

Although Grandma Yun could eat, she didn't eat much. So many noodles, a pot full of chicken soup, and washed vegetables all told Feng Yin that Grandma Yun had specially prepared them.

A tough-talking, soft-hearted old woman!

Feng Yin tiptoed back against the wall and ate first.

Feng Yin ate all the delicious chicken soup noodles. The chicken was so tender that when he ate it, he could tell it was a raised chicken.

In fact, it's not bad to have such a relative.

Feng Yin ate all the chicken soup noodles and red oil shredded chicken alone.

"Comfortable!"

She felt like she was resurrected with full blood, but it was time for the person in the bedroom to give her a step back.

The patter of footsteps was much louder than usual, but the suspicious Grandma Yun didn't notice it.

The moment she heard the footsteps, she quickly backed away, hid the cup under the quilt, and lay on the bed in a strange and stiff posture, pretending to read a book.     “Dangdang——”

"What are you doing!"

Grandma Yun stretched her neck and stared at the door.

"I'm going downstairs for a walk. Do you want to come with me? I heard there is a night market nearby. You are not full. I will treat you to something delicious."

"What time is it? I'm really worried! I don't even want to go if I have to."

Grandma Yun opened the door within ten seconds and walked in front complaining. When she saw that the big bowl was empty, she couldn't suppress the smile on her lips.

Feng Yin snickered from behind, "Old boy, old boy, the ancients will never deceive me."

An old man and a young man took Ala and Hei Niu downstairs together.

In the elevator, Grandma Yun pointed to the floor where Cheng Yanqiu was and asked, "Don't call me your little boyfriend."

"He's not in now."

"Huh? Where did you go?"

"I almost died a few days ago. I'm recovering at home."

Grandma Yun was dumbfounded. What kind of adjective was this? It was still a real fact.

"Death?"

"Yes, he is in poor health. He was born frail and sickly. He only has a medicine jar."

Grandma Yun was really surprised. She followed Feng Yin a few steps, stared at her, and then looked again.

"Why don't you look sad at all?"

"Can he not die if I am sad? Besides, when I met him, I knew that he would not live long. At that time, this was a very favorable competitive element."

Grandma Yun was confused after hearing this. She really couldn’t understand the love of young people! (End of chapter)