After modification, enter the love game

"...If I tell her to eat, I will make her eat. Don't you think that's cool?"

[Don’t change your name if you fail English: Guess who someone is cooking for? ]

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"…I've accepted the reward."

"Have fun, brother."

In the snow, Li Hua turned off the screen of his mobile phone and smiled slightly.

Hidden strength and name.

NO.12 “Can you be my boyfriend?”

Jiang Mu had some candied yam for lunch.

It was the failed meal he made.

What I said to Nurse Zhang before, “The young master can’t get used to eating outside food,” was of course nonsense. Because of his experience during the time he was abducted, Jiang Mu had never been picky about food.

At most, they can be divided into "I like it so I eat it all", "I don't like it that much but I still eat it all", and "I don't like it but I eat it all while complaining in my heart".

When he was first rescued, Jiang Mu stayed temporarily in the police station, where he ate and slept. The police officer even allocated a room for him.

Sometimes one or two friendly female police officers would come and carefully ask Jiang Mu about some things, such as what he had experienced over the years, whether he still remembered his parents, etc.

At that time, Jiang Mu was obsessed with food to the point of being morbid. It was rare for children to come to the police station cafeteria. When the uncle who served the food saw Jiang Mu's skinny and pitiful appearance, his heart was trembling, but his hands did not dare to tremble at all, and he always added a whole plate of food for him.

Of course Jiang Mu couldn't finish eating all of this, but at that time he didn't have the concept of "not being able to finish eating". If he couldn't stuff it in, he would force it in. If he couldn't force it in, he would take it back and wait until it was digested a little before stuffing it in again.

This incident also resulted in the policeman being wrongly accused.

One time, a leader came to the cafeteria for inspection and saw Jiang Mu sitting in the corner at a glance.

The leader first glanced at the scar on Jiang Mu's face, then looked at his obvious malnourished growth, and then stared at Jiang Mu while he was eating.

Young Jiang Mu didn't care about this man. He didn't know anyone here, so it was enough to know that they were all good people.

Anyway, those who give him food are definitely good people.

The other party didn't say anything, so I should just eat.

Then the middle-aged man saw the child chew the chicken bones bit by bit, chew them into pieces and swallow them, chew the ginger slices and swallow them, pour all the soup into the rice, scrape the remaining residue with a spoon for more than ten times, making a harsh "crunching" sound, and then eat the rice mouthful by mouthful, cleaning each grain of rice.

The middle-aged man felt relieved when he saw Jiang Mu pick up every grain of rice on the table and put it into his mouth.

When the middle-aged man saw Jiang Mu using boiling water to rinse the oil and water in the rice bowl and pour it into his mouth, he began to wonder.

When he saw Jiang Mu bending down and trying to pick up the rice grains that fell on the ground to eat, the middle-aged man finally couldn't help but stop him.

"Child, please have another one."

"Thank you."

Jiang Mu continued to bend down to pick up.

Then he was stopped by the middle-aged man again.

The boy looked puzzled.

The middle-aged man looked at him for a while and tried to soften his voice:

"I just said, go get another one, it's okay, don't take the ones on the ground, just two or three."

"Thank you." Jiang Mu repeated, wondering, "Why can't I pick up the rice on the ground when I go to get another portion? It's not the same grain."

The middle-aged man couldn't utter a word after holding it in for a long time.

He was silent for a while, and then tried to smile:

"Are you usually like this here?"

"No, I never drop rice on the ground when I eat it." Jiang Mu said honestly, "I'm used to being hungry."

Then the middle-aged man stormed out angrily...

Most leaders would not be so arbitrary.

I guess he was angry.

Of course, after Jiang Mu lived with Luo Zheng for a long time, he gradually got rid of his morbid love for food.

At least he won't pick up things from the ground anymore.

Some things may change after a long time, but some things will not, as if they are branded by time, branded into the flesh and blood, and branded into the soul.

Jiang Mu was eating the candied yam he made himself, thinking "I really failed miserably" while complaining about himself "It has oil, sugar and carbohydrates but I still complain about this and that, I am just not hungry enough"...

This sense of division even affected Jiang Mu's appetite.

So he took the dish to Lu Linger's ward.

This girl was watching a food drama just a second ago.

As soon as Jiang Mu came in, she started jumping up and down excitedly.

Sniff, sniff.

“I smell dessert!”

Lu Linger's tone was firm.

"Correct answer." Jiang Mu smiled and lifted the lid, "Candied yam, please witness it."

"Wow, I knew you wouldn't be so ruthless to your deskmate, Jiang Mu!"

The foodie girl sat up, swinging her white and tender feet happily.

"Hurry, hurry, let me taste it!"

Although it's a bit rude.

But Lu Ling'er's image at this moment really looked like a dog sticking out its tongue and wagging its tail.

The kind that is similar in spirit but not in appearance.

"Is it good for you?" Jiang Mu said with a smile.

"Good good!"

"Want to eat?"

"miss you!"

"Are you happy?"

"Happy!"

"It's too early for you to be happy."

Lu Linger: “?”

"The doctor said no oil, sugar, or spicy food. You can't eat this."

"Then why did you bring it over?"

"I have no appetite, so I'm looking for you to help me get some food."

Jiang Mu picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.

Great.

"fragrant!"

It’s no wonder that sugar tastes best when eaten in front of people who can’t eat sugar.

Lu Linger: “…”

The tail stopped wagging and the tongue stopped sticking out.

My teeth started to itch.

I'm so angry that my chest hurts.

Otherwise I couldn't get out of bed.

She showed the young man how canines hunt.

"Don't look at me like that." Jiang Mu said with a smile, "Our conditions are similar now. It's not easy for me to come here alone, not to mention that I'm holding something in my hands...

I worked so hard just to show you the results, I urge you not to be ungrateful."

The young man spoke with good intentions.

Lu Linger felt that Jiang Mu didn't need to be so attentive.

She yelled, "I can't even taste it, how can I know what your results are?"

Jiang Mu thought for two seconds.

"Am I all right?" he asked suddenly.

Lu Linger blinked, her IQ overclocked.

She replied loudly:

"it is good!"

"handsome or not?"

"Of course he's handsome!"

"Oh, thank you."

There was about two seconds of silence.

"...and then what?" Lu Ling'er tilted her head.

"What then?"

The girl questioned, "According to the procedure, shouldn't you say something like 'Since you have such good taste, I'll give you this candied yam'?"

"Of course not, I'm just asking you." Jiang Mu said patiently, "There's no such thing as a process. You've watched too many TV dramas."

Lu Linger: “…”

The foodie girl "pia" fell on the bed.

The inflated chest looked like a balloon filled with water that was flicked by a bent finger.

"Humph, it's definitely not delicious anyway!"

And he sourly uttered the classic "sour grapes" remark.

Who knew that this sentence would be continued?

Jiang Mu glared: "Who said it's not delicious?"

……Eh?

Eh?

The girl's eyebrows twitched slightly.

Quietly.

“It just doesn’t taste good.”

"Have you eaten it yet? You say it's not tasty?"

“I know it’s not tasty even though I haven’t tried it!”

"If you haven't eaten it, you have no right to say it's not delicious."

"I can tell at the first glance that it's definitely not delicious!"

"You're right, I'd better fall down."

Lu Linger: “…”

She stood up quickly.

"Don't pour it! What a waste!"