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Chapter 115 Boss, why don't you reward him with a bowl of noodles?
Well, bullying Tang Zhao will end badly.

Meng Chengjun looked at the three of them eating noodles "chiliuchiliu" without tears, but he gnawed on the crispy noodles bitterly.

The crispy noodles were brought to him by that little radish head, but he didn't appreciate it!

As soon as Kai Yuying came in, she saw Meng Chengjun sitting beside him, while the others were eating happily.

She asked in surprise, "Xiao Meng, why don't you eat? Let me get you a bowl?"

Meng Chengjun was about to say "yes" excitedly, when Tang Shi's faint voice came first: "Mom, Meng San is not used to the noodles here, he is prone to diarrhea, let him eat crispy noodles!"

Hearing that she would have diarrhea, Kai Yuying immediately changed her tone: "That's fine, you still eat crispy noodles."

Kai Yuying left, Meng Chengjun glared at Tang Shi with a puffy face.Tang Shi glanced at him lightly, then picked up the bowl and took a sip of the soup.

Meng Chengjun swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

After drinking the soup, Tang Shi put down the bowl and said with satisfaction: "Both body and mind are comfortable."

Meng Chengjun couldn't take it anymore, he hadn't had a bite of hot food since noon, so he wanted to confess.

"Miss Tang, great beauty Tang, great goodness Tang, I want to eat noodles."

Tang Shi chuckled: "Meng San, you can't break a man's waist for five buckets of rice."

"What man's waist, I don't have that thing." Meng San simply lost his face, "Besides, I didn't do it for five buckets of rice, I did it for the super delicious noodles made by Tang Damei. Hey, Tang You are the best, beauty, give me a bowl!"

As soon as Qiao Yi put down the bowl, he couldn't hold back a mouthful of soup and sprayed it all out.

Fortunately, Meng Chengjun jumped away with quick eyes and hands, otherwise the soup would have been sprayed all over his face.

"You, you, you!" Meng Chengjun Lan Hua pointed at Qiao Yi and was speechless.

Qiao quickly smoothed things over: "Boss, why don't you reward him with a bowl of noodles?"

The corner of Tang Shi's lips curled up, and he spit out a word: "Reward!"

Meng Chengjun suddenly felt sad.

Look, is this bowl of noodles easy to eat?
He ran to the kitchen and lifted the lid of the pot to take a look. My dear, Tang Shi was trying to punish him on purpose. There was obviously a large bowl of noodles in the pot, which was steaming right now.

Meng Chengjun stood in the kitchen and started eating. He was so moved that he wanted to cry when he tasted the first bite.

I didn't expect Tang Shi to be so good at crafting, so I might as well eat at her house in the future.

Halfway through eating, Rong Yi walked in with two empty bowls.

He filled a basin of clean water, took out the detergent and put it aside, then put the bowl in and said to Meng Chengjun, "Remember to wash the dishes!"

"What??" Meng Chengjun froze on the spot with a noodle in his mouth, "Let me do the dishes?"

Rong Yi was expressionless: "Could it be that you just want to eat and not work?"

Ten thousand mud horses galloped in Meng Chengjun's heart.

No wonder Qiao Yi went to help make the bed so actively, no wonder Rong Yi went to help Tang Shi, no wonder...

No wonder he was cheated so badly, because he is new here and doesn't know the rules?
After eating the noodles, Meng Chengjun stood on the edge of the pot with his sleeves rolled up, cleaning the dishes.This bowl is greasy and looks disgusting.

He is the third youngest of the Meng family, and he has never brushed this kind of stuff when he grows up.

Meng Chengjun was cleaning the dishes angrily, and Tang Zhao ran in to supervise him: "My sister said, if you break one, you will be punished for cleaning for a day tomorrow. If you break two, you will stay in my house as a dishwasher for the rest of your life."

Meng Chengjun stood up angrily and was about to argue with him, but Tang Zhao immediately took out his trump card: "Sister, Meng San bullied me again!"

Meng Chengjun hesitated, squatted down and glared at Tang Zhao while washing the dishes: "Little Luobotou, don't fall into my hands."

(End of this chapter)