【Mind Reading + Melon-Eating System + Group Favorite + Cool Article + Space + Sand Sculpture Goes Crazy】
The 500-year-old little ginseng spirit—Luo Ranran, could never cultivate into hu...
Chapter 338 It’s over, it’s so embarrassing
Next, under Lianjin's leadership, the family of three was exceptionally well-behaved and obedient, and quickly prepared a table full of delicious meals.
Of course, the chef is Lian Jin.
Nangong Yemo and his wife smelled the aroma of food floating in the air and kept swallowing their saliva.
It smells so good.
Ever since they were imprisoned in the underground palace and tortured by Nangong Jingli to the point where they were no longer human, they have never had a delicious meal again.
On weekdays, Nangong Jingli would at most give them a few steamed buns, as long as they were not starving to death.
Fortunately, their bodies have been modified, so they will not starve to death easily even if they don't eat.
[Wow~ It smells so good~ The aroma of food~]
Without Lianjin's call, the little foodie Luo Ranran woke up from her sleep on her own when she smelled the fragrance of food, threw off the blanket and rushed out.
"My dear, your shoes! You haven't put on your little tiger shoes yet." The old father Nangong Yu was helpless. He picked up the little girl and gently put on her shoes.
"My dear, the floor is so dirty. Don't walk on it barefoot like you did just now."
"Hehe." The little kid grinned with an innocent and cute smile, "Daddy, my little tummy told me that it's so hungry, so I was a little anxious. Don't worry, I won't be like this next time~"
"Little naughty girl." Nangong Yu tapped Luo Ranran's little head and quickly carried her to the dining table.
"Sister, you ordered everything on the menu, come and try it." Lian Jin first placed the ginseng chicken soup in front of Luo Ranran for her to drink, then brought a plate and picked up a little of each dish.
"Come on, sister, finish the food on your plate first, and then I'll serve you some."
"Thank you, little brother~" Naituanzi smiled and drank the ginseng chicken soup with great enjoyment.
[It’s really delicious. When it comes to cooking skills, the little brother has to be the best.] 】
Lian Jin: ╰(*′︶`*)╯
No, I specifically consulted the imperial chef in the palace and learned cooking skills specifically for my sister.
Looking at Luo Ranran who was taken care of by Lian Jin, Nangong Yemo and his wife looked at each other helplessly with frustrated expressions.
Well, compared with Lian Jin, the couple seemed like good-for-nothing trash.
Originally, I wanted to take close care of my granddaughter, but it turned out that they were not needed at all, and even Ayu, the father, could not intervene.
"Mom and Dad, what are you standing there for? Sit down and have your meal." Nangong Yu greeted the two elders with a smile. He didn't think as much as they thought. After all, he was no longer surprised by this kind of scene.
Luo Ranran had food stuffed in her mouth and was unable to speak, so she greeted her grandparents with her mind.
[Grandpa and grandma, the food cooked by little brother is delicious~ You should try it. Don’t be polite. Little brother specially made large portions and I guarantee you will be full. 】
Others don’t understand the little brother, but doesn’t she understand him?
Don't be fooled by the young man's always cold look, in fact he is a very considerate and kind person, it just can't be seen on the surface.
Nangong Yemo and his wife: (*′I`*)
If they saw correctly, the good granddaughter clearly did not open her mouth, but why could they hear her speaking?
Could it be that it is the voice of one’s heart?
The little girl tilted her head and blinked at the couple, "Grandpa and grandma, please sit down. Why are you looking at me? Is there something dirty on my face?"
"No, no, no, there's nothing dirty."
The couple waved their hands and hurriedly sat on the chairs, but the shock in their eyes did not diminish at all.
"Puchi!" Nangong Yu couldn't help laughing, "Mom and Dad, hurry up and start eating. What you just heard was the voice of my dear, it's not a big deal."
The couple's mouth corners twitched.
Being able to hear one’s inner voice is not a big problem, so what is the big problem?
Nangong Yu had no choice but to simply explain that Luo Ranran's thoughts could be heard by everyone, and she could also know everyone's secrets.
As for the GuaGua system, he didn't say anything for now.
I’m afraid that my parents will have indigestion for a while, and they might secretly think too much and scare themselves.
After hearing this, the couple was speechless.
It was really too unbelievable. Although they couldn't digest it for a while, fortunately they could accept it.
[Grandpa and grandma, don't think too much. Look how thin you are. You are almost skin and bones. It's pitiful. I feel so sorry for you. You must eat more meals in the future to replenish your body. 】
As Luo Ranran spoke, she motioned to her father to pick up some food for her grandparents. She wanted to do it herself, but her short legs and arms restricted her movements.
"Daddy, you should take care of our grandparents instead of just focusing on eating yourself." The tone of the milk ball was quite disappointing.
Nangong Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Okay, okay, dear, daddy will listen to your instructions and take care of your grandparents."
After that, Nangong Yu placed two bowls of chicken soup in front of the couple, "Mom and Dad, have a drink. This is the ginseng chicken soup that Lian Jin made with spiritual spring water. Not only is it good for your health, it can also improve your internal strength."
"So magical?" Qing Qian was shocked again.
"Of course not, you will know after you taste it yourself, mom." Nangong Yu said in a haughty and proud tone, the product is made by Guaibao and is genuine and of high quality.
Qing Qian: “…”
Suddenly I felt that she was like a country bumpkin who knew nothing in the deep mountains and forests.
"Hey, Qianqian, why are you thinking so much? Just start drinking."
Nangong Yemo slurped his saliva and couldn't wait to pick up the chicken soup and drink it in big gulps. My God, it tasted so delicious.
How should I put it? He is more open-minded than his wife. Instead of worrying about unknown things, it is better to live in the present and live freely.
Besides, it’s obvious at first glance that the good granddaughter and Lianjin have extraordinary origins. Isn’t it normal for some miraculous things to happen to them?
Nangong Yemo raised the tail of his eyebrows, indulging himself in the delicious food. After drinking the ginseng chicken soup, he couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks to sweep away the delicious dishes on the table.
The speed was as fast as a flash of lightning.
Nangong Yu was dumbfounded.
"Mom, if you don't start eating, you'll miss out on this delicious meal~"
"That won't do." Qing Qian's eyes narrowed, her expression extremely serious, she quickly swallowed the saliva in her mouth, picked up the chopsticks and competed with Nangong Yemo for the delicious food.
She has no other hobbies except food, and is a typical foodie.
As early as when Lian Jin was cooking, she had been holding back. If she hadn't been concerned about her image, she would have eaten to her heart's content long ago.
Nowadays, image is shit. Nothing matters in front of delicious food.
…
As the couple fought so fiercely over the food, Nangong Yu and Lian Jin were helpless and had to put down their chopsticks and sit next to Luo Ranran, just watching the couple fight over the food.
"Nangong Yemo, be more polite."
"Qianqian, I want to be Siwen too, but my hands tell me that he is very fierce."
"Nangong Yemo, do you want to die?"
"Qianqian, a real man doesn't mind trivial matters. In front of delicious food, what's the harm in death?"
“…”
[Don’t judge a book by its cover; delicious food can change a book’s image!] 】
Luo Ranran pushed the plate full of food in front of her to the couple, "Grandpa and grandma, eat slowly and don't rush to grab it. There's more here."
"No, dear granddaughter, eat it yourself."
The couple immediately became embarrassed.
It’s over, it’s over. I’m so embarrassed.
(′ω`)