Four-and-a-half-year-old baby girl: My seven brothers spoiled me after I came down from the mountain

Chapter 253: See how much rice can be eaten by eight bowls of porridge
At this time, in the restaurant, Porridge’s little head was almost buried in the bowl, and he was eating rice with a slurp.
After finishing the last mouthful of rice, she licked it with her tongue without letting go of the rice on her lips. She held the bowl in both hands and ran to the teacher. She stood on tiptoes and said, "Teacher, I'm still hungry~"

The teacher had watched the whole process, and she was dumbfounded. She glanced at the sad master chef beside her, swallowed her saliva, and said, "Porridge, please wait a moment. I'll give it to you when the food comes." Do."

"Oh." Congee nodded ignorantly and sat back in his seat.

Not long after, Huo Jian, whom he hadn't seen all morning, came over. The bodyguard was carrying a black lunch box.

He sat across from her with a sullen face, opened the lunch box, and the rich aroma came.

Porridge couldn't help but take a few more sips, staring straight at his bowl, his saliva almost flowing out, it was so fragrant.

However, facing the fragrant food, Huo Jian had no appetite at all. He frowned, as if what he was eating was not delicious food, but poison that penetrated the intestines, and he was very resistant.

He reluctantly took a bite and put down his chopsticks.

Seeing a scorching gaze looking at him, he looked up and saw his fat classmate staring at him. He looked down, understood what she meant, and pushed the bowl over, "You can eat."

Porridge sipped his saliva, "Aren't you going to eat it?"

Huo Jian shook his head, "I can't eat it."

His face was a little pale, and he was very patient when he smelled the smell of rice around him.

Porridge tilted his head and thought for a moment, then took out the pill that he had given him before, "Hey, I'll give this to you, just think of it as buying your food."

Huo Jian didn't think her medicine could cure him, but he still accepted it.

Seeing this, Congee's eyes lit up, he hugged his bowl and started eating.

The bodyguard on the side was about to stop him when he saw Huo Jian raising his hand. He could only swallow his words, feeling a little worried.

The young master's illness is getting more and more serious. He used to be able to eat a little bit, but now he can't eat at all. What should I do?

I heard that the medicine sold by Divine Doctor Liu’s Shennongtang is very popular. I wonder if there is any medicine there that can cure the young master’s disease.

Little did they know that the medicine had already been given to them, but it was a pity that they did not believe it.

Porridge didn't know what he was thinking. He was eating deliciously with his bowl in his arms. It was also at this time that Principal Zhou came over.

He first went to the place where he was cooking, looked at the empty pot, and said in surprise: "Have you all eaten?"

The master chef nodded and pointed in the direction of the porridge, "That girl with a few antennas on her head is really good at eating. She ate so much."

He gestured with two fingers.

The director was surprised: "It's just two bowls of rice, and it's all gone?"

"What two bowls?" The master chef said as if you were too small, "It's twenty bowls!"

The director suddenly took a breath of cold air, looked at the porridge, and his face was full of shock. Just this little girl, twenty bowls?

In fact, eight bowls of porridge were enough, but the bowls in the kindergarten were smaller than those at home. She finished them in two mouthfuls, which was not enough at all.

"I'm just not full yet." The master chef said, feeling a little proud for a moment. As cooks, what they like most is to see people liking the food he cooks. This proves that his craftsmanship is good.

After that, he said to the dean: "Director, have you bought groceries? The little girl is still waiting to eat."

The director passed over the vegetables he had just bought. The master took them and turned around and went into the kitchen.

The principal walked towards Congee, still a little shocked.

In fact, he was not the only one who was shocked, but Huo Jian was also shocked.

He had long known that she could eat it, but he didn't expect it to be so edible.

Seeing that she was still touching her belly after eating, as if she wanted another bowl, she couldn't help but said, "Why do you eat so much? Does your mother force you to eat too?"

Porridge shook his head, "No, why do you have to be forced to eat?"

Porridge is puzzled.However, Huo Jian remembered something, his face turned pale again, he covered his mouth and ran outside suddenly.

Again.

Porridge looked at his figure strangely. He couldn't figure out how there could be such a strange disease in the world. How could someone want to vomit when they see rice?The rice is so delicious.

Like her, when she sees the rice, she just wants to bury it in it and eat it all!
Just as she was thinking about it, she saw the principal appeared in her sight. She rolled her eyes and happily waved her hands and said, "Grandpa, the principal!"

The director nodded, looked at a pile of empty bowls on the side, twitched the corners of his mouth, and said worriedly: "Porridge, is your stomach bloated?"

"It's not going up, Grandpa Dean, I'm not full yet, I can still have five bowls."

Hearing this, the principal took a deep breath and couldn't help but touch his stomach, which made his stomach hurt.

How can this little guy eat so much?

The master chef's movements were very neat. It didn't take long for him to finish cooking. He simply picked up a big basin and put it in front of the porridge.

Porridge thanked him happily, hugged the basin and started eating.

The principal looked on and saw that the little girl didn't show any intention of forcing herself, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

He wiped his face and had an idea in his mind. After walking out, he immediately dialed Grandpa Qin's phone number and said directly: "Send your card to me tomorrow."

Hearing this, Grandpa Qin was not surprised. As expected, he leisurely flipped through the newspaper and said casually: "You know I didn't lie to you?"

The director snorted, "It's a little girl who can eat. What does it have to do with you?"

"But how come your little granddaughter eats so much and is still so small?"

He didn't forget that Congee ranked first in their class.

A small melon.

Hearing this, Grandpa Qin took off his reading glasses and remembered that his youngest son had just told them about this.

He had a headache and said: "Qiu Qiu grew up in the mountains. His master was a monk and a Taoist priest. The Taoist temple is also a Qingxiu sect. They are all vegetarians."

So this is ah.

The director asked: "Then your little granddaughter should have returned to secular life now, so she can eat meat. Children still need balanced nutrition to grow taller."

Grandpa Qin also knew, but he also had a headache.

After all, this has been Congee's habit since childhood, and I'm afraid it won't be easy to change.

After chatting with him for a few words, Grandpa Qin hung up the phone.

After thinking about it, I called a doctor over to make sure first whether this was the cause.

Porridge didn't know about this yet. After lunch break, he played again all afternoon, and then it was time for school to end in the afternoon.

Mr. Qin, Qin Lie glanced at the time from time to time, his mind visible to the naked eye.

I don’t know if my little girl will be comfortable with her first day at school.

After finally holding a meeting, he pointed out the problems in the plan and immediately strode out.

Kindergarten ended early and he actually hadn't gotten off work yet, but he couldn't wait any longer.

Anyway, he is the boss and no one can control him.

Qin Lie drove to the kindergarten without any psychological burden. As soon as he got off the car, he saw someone walking out of the car behind him.

His eyes darkened and he was haunted!

(End of this chapter)