Chapter 58: The World of Foodies
"..." In response to Wen Shuzhou's kindness, Wen Miao did not say anything for a moment. He lowered his eyes halfway, then raised them again, a bright smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said one word.
"Um."
"You're welcome." Wen Shuzhou replied in a mock manner. To be honest, this was not what he wanted to hear.
Wen Shuzhou, with his lips half bent, lowered his eyes and threw a new question to Wen Miao, asking tentatively.
"Are you really not considering finding a girlfriend now?"
"Not really. After all, I'm old enough now. It's just that I can't accept the way that aunt just treated me!" Wen Miao shook his head slightly and then expressed his attitude.
"...Oh!" Hearing Wen Miao admit that he wanted to have a girlfriend, Wen Shuzhou's expression froze unnaturally for a moment, and his heart also tensed up at the same time.
"What's wrong with you? Why aren't you talking?" Noticing something was wrong with Wen Shuzhou, Wen Miao turned his head and looked at him and asked.
"I'm sleepy and haven't woken up yet." Wen Shuzhou said after pondering for a moment.
"If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten that I made double skin milk before taking a nap. It's now cold in the refrigerator. I'm sure it will help you feel energetic. Come on, follow me into the house." Wen Miao greeted Wen Shuzhou warmly.
"Okay." Wen Shuzhou, who was standing in place, raised his foot, paused, and finally took a step forward.
"Mango, dragon fruit, pineapple, Shuzhou, are there any fruits you don't like?"
After entering the house, Wen Miao went straight to the refrigerator. He opened the refrigerator door and leaned over to ask Wen Shuzhou in the living room for his opinion.
"No." Wen Shuzhou pulled a chair and sat down at the dining table, an uncontrollable irritation rising from the bottom of his heart.
It looks like he has to take some action quickly, Wen Shuzhou came to a conclusion in an instant.
"Shuangpi milk is here." Wen Miao held a large plate with six bowls of shuangpi milk on it and placed it in front of Wen Shuzhou.
"Try it. Which of the three flavors do you want to try first?"
"Pineapple, please." Wen Shuzhou brought down a bowl.
"Well, I'll have the dragon fruit one first." Wen Miao stuffed a small spoonful to Wen Shuzhou and started with the dragon fruit double skin milk. Of course, he didn't forget to ask Wen Shuzhou about the taste.
“Does it taste okay?”
"Yeah." Wen Shuzhou took a sip of double skin milk and responded, his eyes seemed to be filled with glass.
Wen Shuzhou would never let Wen Miao, who has such excellent craftsmanship, go. Anyone who lets her go would be a fool.
He will decide on him for the rest of his life.
...In a short while, Wen Shuzhou finished three bowls of double-skin milk with different flavors. Wen Miao, who had just finished a bowl of double-skin milk, was surprised.
"Shuzhou, you're eating too fast, aren't you?"
"tasty."
"Oh, there's more in the refrigerator..."
In the evening, when Wen Qingzhou came back from work, he learned that the double skin milk that Wen Miao had specially left for him had been eaten up by his brother. He wailed and angrily took over one-third of Wen Shuzhou's dinner.
"Brother, you're going too far. That's mine, mine...Brother, tell me, am I still your most beloved brother?" Wen Qingzhou asked, pulling his brother's sleeve.
"No!" Wen Shuzhou said without raising his head.
"Ah..., Wen Miao." Wen Qingzhou felt aggrieved.
"Okay, got it. I'll make a few more bowls tomorrow."
"OK."
Wen Miao's words successfully blocked Wen Qingzhou's evil voice from entering his ears.
I have to say, in the world of foodies, human nature is indeed the simplest.