Chapter 398 The noodle soup is spilled

Seeing her coming back, he waved at her: "Why are you back so late? Come on, give me a hand. Bring these dishes out."

Huang Xinran couldn’t actually tell what the dish San Ya was making was.

The yellow and black leaves seemed to have been boiled in water, emitting a foul smell of pigweed. The black dish beside it seemed to be burnt. Huang Xinran looked hard but couldn't tell what it was. Probably, should be, maybe green beans?

However, since San Ya asked her to serve the dishes, she couldn't refuse, so she carried the so-called dishes and placed them on the table in the middle of the room.

It's obvious that this table has been used frequently and has been worn very smoothly.

Huang Xinran put the dishes away and went back to the kitchen.

Seeing San Ya preparing to make the last main course, holding a bowl of mushy food and preparing to put it into the pot, she hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "San Ya, what are you going to cook?"

"What else can it be? It's just noodle dumpling soup. Don't worry, there will be a portion for you. You won't be hungry."

San Ya acted as if she was kind-hearted, and her hands kept moving, slowly putting the paste in the basin into the pot and stirring it.

Huang Xinran originally planned to take over. She didn't know where the feeling came from, but she felt that if she made it, the taste would definitely be much better.

Perhaps it was San Ya's look and the meaning of her words that made her hesitate.

The noodle soup in the pot was bubbling, and San Ya was still asking her about the progress of making shoes. When she learned that she had not finished making a pair of shoes, she frowned in dissatisfaction.

"You have to work harder and don't be lazy. Let me tell you, my brothers don't like lazy people. If you fall into their hands, I won't plead for you! Do you understand?!"

Her words were stern, with a deeper meaning that Huang Xinran couldn't understand.

Huang Xinran nodded instinctively.

I wanted to ask, but subconsciously held it back.

That's right!

She had a lot of questions to ask, but her subconscious instinct seemed to remind her not to say anything.

She couldn't tell where this intuition came from, but she acted on it instinctively.

The noodle soup was cooked quickly, and San Ya put it in a large basin. After the basin was full, there was still a lot left, so she took out another basin and instructed her to take the full basin out.

Huang Xinran agreed, picked up the basin and left the kitchen.

Because the bowl was so full of noodle soup, she had to walk very carefully, always paying attention to not spill it.

In fact, she was worrying too much. This noodle dumpling soup is not easy to pour.

When she realized it, she subconsciously quickened her pace. After all, such a big bowl of noodle dumpling soup was still very hot. But at this moment, someone came into the room and the two of them quickly bumped into each other.

The basin of noodle dumpling soup flew out and spilled all over the floor.

Huang Xinran was dumbfounded.

The man who was hit got furious when he saw the noodle soup on the ground.

"You are blind! You don't look at the road when you walk..."

The other party cursed loudly.

The ferocious look frightened Huang Xinran.

The other party was not satisfied with just cursing, and he raised his fist to hit Huang Xinran. Huang Xinran was frightened and dodged instinctively.

The opponent's two consecutive punches missed, and he couldn't help but let out a light "eh", as if he was looking at her seriously only then.

At this glance, he naturally noticed Huang Xinran's fragile face, and his anger finally subsided a little. However, for this woman who dared to waste food, he would naturally not give her a good face, so as to prevent her from getting further.

"Damn it, you bastard... I think you are a stinking, slutty bitch who deserves to be fucked! How dare you waste food like this? Wait, I'll starve you for three to five days, and you don't even know how to write the word death..."

He swore angrily, immediately attracting the attention of others.

Several men came in from outside one after another, staring in a daze at the noodle soup spilled on the ground.

San Ya also ran out with a spatula. When she saw the noodle soup spilled on the ground, she pushed Huang Xinran away and said, "Look at you, you are so clumsy that you can't even do such a small thing! Hurry up and pick up the soup that didn't spill."

She rolled her eyes at Huang Xinran who was standing aside, then squatted down and picked up the basin.

There was still half of the noodle soup in the basin that had not been spilled out. San Ya didn't mind throwing it away. She scooped up the noodle soup that was not touching the ground with a spatula and poured it into the basin. She cursed in a loud and resonant voice.

"You are clumsy and can't do anything, but you are really good at causing trouble. I just missed you and you spilled the soup. I don't think you can eat tonight. You are so hungry... Why are you still standing there? Why don't you go to the stove and get a bowl?"

The others just watched and no one stopped her.

It seemed as if he was not surprised by the scene before him.

Huang Xinran didn't say the words to stop him until San Ya gave the order. Then she stiffly went to get the bowl and brought it over.

After San Ya scooped the excess noodle soup on the surface into the basin, she scooped the remaining part, along with the soil and soup on the ground, into the bowl she had just brought.

By the time they finished all this, the Ji brothers had already sat down at the table and were eating.

The dishes and noodle soup on the table were also dwindling rapidly. It seemed that they had no intention of waiting for them to eat.

San Ya, however, acted as if she was used to it, and instead stuffed the muddy soup into her hands, "Here, take it! Eat it quickly, don't just stand there!"

ah?

Eat this?

Looking at the things in the bowl, this is it, how do I eat it?

Huang Xinran was still in a daze, but San Ya, with a playful smile, came to her brothers and picked up the empty big bowl. She didn't mind scraping the sticky paste on the bowl with a vegetable leaf, and she scraped off half a bowl of it. She sat down with a smile, talking funny things while eating rice quickly.

The pig food on the table that Huang Xinran disliked so much seemed to have become delicious food and was quickly swept away by them.

After eating the noodle dumpling soup, the Ji brothers wiped their mouths, got up and left.

When leaving, his eyes swept over Huang Xinran.

There seemed to be a deep meaning in that look that she couldn't understand, and it sent a chill down Huang Xinran's spine.

"What are you still standing there for? Are you going to eat or not? If not, just go hungry! I think you have never experienced the feeling of being hungry, so you are so hypocritical!"

San Ya finished her own bowl of rice and came over. Seeing that the food in her bowl was untouched, she couldn't help but glare at her with hatred.

"I, I'll eat right away..."

How can she eat this soup full of mud?

San Ya ignored her and only told her: "Remember to clean up the dishes and wash them clean, and remember to wipe the table. Do you understand?"

After saying that, he went out humming a little tune without waiting for Huang Xinran to respond.

Huang Xinran was left alone, staring at the bowl in a daze.

She finally realized that the Ji family brothers and sisters had a strange attitude towards her, but her mind was a mess and she couldn't remember anything.