Yun Qiao heard He Ying say this as soon as he walked into the restaurant.
After He Ying finished speaking, she saw Yun Qiao come in and said directly, "Qin Yun Qiao, you came at the right time. Chen Chen was too noisy and crying, which gave me a headache. So let's give the bowl of tofu pudding to Chen Chen first. Let him drink it and shut up, so that he won't bother you guys."
He Ying's words were impolite, and she addressed people by their names, which was very impolite.
Yun Qiao felt uncomfortable. He glanced at Zou Chen, who was still lying on the ground throwing a tantrum, and suddenly smiled: "Xiao, since you want to give it to him, then give it to him."
He Ying showed a satisfied smile on her face: "Thank you. We won't eat your food for free. I'll ask Zou Yuan to go out and buy another bowl for Yanyan."
Yun Qiao shook his head and smiled at her: "No need. When Yanyan wakes up later, I will make her some steamed egg custard.
He Ying was pulling Zou Chen up, but her body stiffened when she heard this, and she thought something was wrong. Sure enough, after hearing this, Zou Chen lay down on the ground again.
"I don't want to eat tofu pudding anymore! I want to eat egg custard, I want to eat egg custard!"
He Ying glared at Yun Qiao angrily, "You did it on purpose, didn't you? You said that on purpose."
Yun Qiao sat down expressionlessly, looked up at her, and an innocent and surprised expression appeared on his face: "I didn't, why do you think so?"
On the floor, Zou Chen's crying became more and more shrill, howling and screaming. Zou Yuan kicked him twice, and he cried even louder.
"He's crying. What's the point of hitting him? It will only make him cry harder." He Ying frowned and looked at the nanny, Sister Song, and said, "Auntie Song, why are you still standing there? Didn't you hear the child ask for egg custard? Go to the kitchen and steam it!"
"Me?" Sister Song pointed at her nose uncertainly.
"What else?" He Ying said confidently, "You're the family's nanny. If you don't go, do you expect me to go? You don't even have the tact to do that. Why do you have to ask me to go?"
He Ying was in a bad mood, so her attitude when she spoke was a little bad.
Sister Song felt very aggrieved when she heard this.
Her job is to take care of the two elders, which does not include their children, grandchildren, let alone their great-grandchildren.
She has been working for the He family elders for nearly ten years. Whenever their descendants come to visit her, they are always polite to her and never ask for anything extra from her. So sometimes, when it is convenient, she is willing to do a little more, just to add some more ingredients.
But the prerequisite is that she has to be free.
Unlike He Ying, who used a direct and commanding tone. And then, after she asked just one more question, she started to say a bunch of derogatory and sarcastic words.
Sister Song didn't want to quarrel with He Ying, so she didn't say anything. She endured the grievance and responded, then stood up and went to the kitchen.
Grandpa He called her: "Xiao Song, I'm full. Help me, I want to go to the bathroom."
Sister Song glanced at He Ying with some concern. Grandpa He said with a smile, "I'm old and useless. My legs and feet don't work well. You should take care of me first. As for the young woman's feelings, you should let her take care of them herself."
With Grandpa He's words, Sister Song stepped forward without hesitation to support him: "Okay."
Sister Song helped Grandpa He to the bathroom. He Ying had no choice but to go to the kitchen to steam egg custard for Zou Chen.
"Don't cry, I'll make you some steamed egg custard right now!"
Zou Chenmu succeeded, wiped his tears, got up from the ground, and moved closer to He Ying, saying, "Mom, I want to eat chicken legs too."
"Who eats chicken legs so early in the morning?" He Ying said unhappily, "At noon, let's go to the restaurant and have chicken legs for you."
Zou Chen wanted to make a scene, but Zou Yuan quickly pulled him out of the kitchen: "Zou Chen, stop it. It's good enough that you have egg custard. If you make a scene again, I'll beat you up."
Only then did Zou Chen calm down.
He Ying probably seldom cooks, so her movements are very clumsy.
Even until Yun Qiao finished eating the wontons and left the table, He Ying's egg custard was not yet steamed.
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