Song Chengyu grabbed the corner of Zhou Yingying's clothes, blinked his innocent eyes and asked, "Mom, what does it mean to eat gigolo?"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
The question drew a burst of laughter.
Song's father also grinned.
He thought that his most outstanding son would become a great warrior in the military, create miracles one after another, and eventually rise to higher positions.
But this brave son became a gigolo in just two months.
This contrast is really unexpected.
Lin Qingqing pushed Dabao and Erbao into the living room. Seeing everyone in the family smiling, she said seriously, "Hey, it took me more than a half hour to turn him into someone who can eat dinner. It wasn't easy."
Song Yiyuan's back stiffened at his daughter-in-law's teasing.
He turned around and looked at Lin Qingqing sadly.
Sure enough, the second burst of laughter came as expected.
Song Yiyuan: "..."
He regretted that he had been so eager to show off earlier.
Grandma Song walked out of the room cheerfully. She had just eavesdropped for a while and couldn't help but say, "What's wrong with Xiao Si doing this? In a family, whoever is more capable should take the lead. Xiao Si should be Qing Qing's deputy."
"He has such luck that he should wake up laughing even in his dreams."
“Hahahahahaha…”
Song's father took the lead in starting the third round of laughter.
Zhuang Chaoyue held her stomach and bent over with laughter.
Grandpa Song, who had just returned from a walk, heard the happy laughter at home and his expression softened a little.
Grandpa Tong, who was following behind him, said, "What great news is this? They're laughing non-stop so early in the morning. I could even hear them from the corner of the road."
"Good morning, Grandpa."
"Second Grandpa, Xiao Si made a lot of food this morning, come and try it."
Lin Qingqing turned around and greeted the two old men.
Later, in order to distinguish the names of the three old men, the three of them were ranked according to their titles.
Grandpa Song’s position as the eldest brother is unquestionable. The second brother goes to Grandpa Tong who is the most talkative, and Grandpa Cai automatically becomes the third brother.
Grandpa Tong curled his lips.
"How can you eat what a grown man makes?"
While saying this, he kept walking inside. When he came to the cart, he picked up Dabao Langlang, whose eyes were shining brightly, and walked to the dining table.
"Eh, it's a bit like that."
He looked at the table full of breakfast and his eyes lit up.
Then he frowned and looked at Song Yiyuan: "If you have this time and energy, why not spend it on training the troops? Have the troops met the training standards?"
Old Master Tong said with disdain.
"Madam, bag...bag...bag~"
Lang Lang pointed at the yellow little cat Tianbao and shouted happily.
"I haven't washed my hands yet."
As Grandpa Tong spoke, he picked up the kitten bun with chopsticks and handed it to Lang Lang.
He kept complaining: "How can a grown man do this? It's like a woman."
Song Yiyuan: "..."
"Eat, eat."
Grandpa Song seemed quite satisfied with the changes in his grandson and waved for everyone to take a seat.
Everyone was already hungry, so they sat down immediately when they heard that it was time to eat.
The cage of sweet animal buns was eaten up the fastest by the melon.
The children each held a sweet bun in their hands, their faces full of smiles.
Lin Qingqing looked at Song Yiyuan with a smile and secretly gave him a thumbs up.
Yesterday, this man insisted on transplanting all the cooking knowledge and skills into his brain, and couldn't wait to try it out early the next morning.
The effect is really good.
"The filling of this meat bun is well seasoned, Xiao Si, please teach me when you have time next time."
Wu Fang took two bites of the bun and said in slight shock.
"Mm, this pork roll is also very delicious."
Song Yunhai praised while eating.
Seeing his family enjoying their meal, the resentment on Song Yiyuan's face gradually dissipated.
I was secretly surprised.
The Type 3 gene capsule is indeed a strange thing.
Yesterday, he could only cook simple meals, but overnight he became a chef.
If all the necessary military skills were transplanted to Chinese soldiers, then...
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