"My good Phlox, you are really good!"
As soon as Lin Yiran stepped into the living room, she saw Shang Lu standing there holding the huge bowl, his face flushed red as he bit his back teeth.
The word "fuck" suddenly changed when it came to her lips.
The food in this big bowl is piled up to the point that it looks like it weighs at least thirty or forty kilograms.
That bowl alone weighs more than ten pounds. It's really hard for Shanglu to fill such a big bowl.
The twenty kilograms of beef she took out from the space this morning couldn't have been stolen by this girl.
"whee...."
Shang Lu grinned when he heard Lin Yiran's praise, and his hand suddenly slipped, frightening her so much that her pupils trembled violently, and she held the bowl tightly.
"Master, I can't hold you any longer."
Lin Yiran hurriedly stepped forward and took the big bowl from Shang Lu's hand. Looking at the bowl that was bigger than half her body, the corners of her mouth couldn't help twitching.
"Master, eat it while it's hot. It won't taste good if it gets cold."
Shang Lu rubbed his sore wrist and looked at Lin Yiran excitedly.
She knew her master's appetite, and he should be able to finish all of it.
Lin Yiran nodded, jumped up with the big bowl in her arms, sat down on the huge chair, and put the bowl on the table.
Hey!
I have to say, without comparison you can’t tell that this bowl is small.
When you put the big bowl on the big table, this bowl doesn't seem that big anymore.
In the whole room, only she and Shanglu seemed smaller.
Shang Lu ran back to the kitchen, took a soup spoon and chopsticks, ran back to the living room, raised his head and handed the spoon and chopsticks to Lin Yiran.
"Master, there are also soup spoons and chopsticks."
Lin Yiran turned her head and looked down.
My goodness, a soup spoon that is longer than her arm and has a spoon head bigger than her head is blocking her way.
Looking at it this way, the pair of bamboo chopsticks as long as arms seemed a lot more normal.
Lin Yiran took the soup spoon and chopsticks speechlessly.
Looking at the huge soup spoon that could serve as a mirror, she wanted to put the spoon head directly on Xiao Yunzhan's head.
What the hell is wrong with this guy's brain...
Soon, Xiao Yunzhan's new follower Qian Lianghong brought two cups of milk tea to Qingyayuan.
It was late at night and Xiao Yunzhan was embarrassed to come to Lin Yiran's yard.
The little follower didn't need Lin Yiran to receive him.
If he went, Ranran would have to get out of bed and talk to him, which was really disturbing.
Shang Lu squatted on the doorstep holding a cup of milk tea, drinking it happily while watching Lin Yiran eat.
It was also the first time for Lin Yiran to sit so high up and eat with such large tableware. The experience was very satisfying....
........
“Hey~~”
Yao Wenhong lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, her mind full of her husband.
Ever since she knew that Xiao Yunyou was not dead, she had been thinking about him all the time when she lay in bed at night.
I was worried that he was abused by the dog emperor and had lost some limbs.
She has been training soldiers even harder these days, just to reach the capital as soon as possible and rescue her husband.
She could really understand why Lin Yiran didn't tell them that the father and son were alive.
Knowing this makes it even more painful.
Even though I know he is alive, I cannot see him, and I don't know what his condition is. I can't help but worry, and my mind is full of uncontrollable random thoughts.
Her sister-in-law noticed that she looked a little unwell these days, so she asked her to come back early today to rest.
She wanted to rest, but as soon as she closed her eyes, her mind was full of Xiao Yunyou.
Yao Wenhong sighed heavily and muttered,
"I suddenly want to eat cilantro..."
Ever since she heard the news of Xiao Yunyou's death, she has never eaten coriander again.
She used to be a coriander lover and couldn't eat a meal without coriander.
But Xiao Yunyou is a person who can't eat coriander or smell the smell of coriander.
But every time she wanted to eat coriander, Xiao Yunyou would block his nose and eat with her.
Of course, Xiao Yunyou would never eat a bite of coriander. Asking him to eat a bite of coriander was like asking for his life.
When she thought of Xiao Yunyou's bitter face every time he ate with her, she wanted to laugh.
Now that she knew Xiao Yunyou was alive, she suddenly wanted to eat coriander.
These days, every time she thinks of Xiao Yunyou, she thinks of coriander. She has even dreamed several times that Xiao Yunyou planted a large coriander field for her.
When she woke up from the dream, she couldn't help laughing. How could someone who hated coriander so much plant such a large coriander field for her? It was already very difficult for him to accompany her for dinner.
"......Um!?"
Yao Wenhong was laughing when she suddenly smelled a strong scent of coriander.
She sniffed hard and then laughed bitterly, "I'm really hallucinating because of greed. I can even smell the coriander."
Yao Wenhong sighed softly and slowly closed her eyes.
As a result, the smell of coriander became stronger and stronger. If she smelled it correctly, this should be her favorite kind of cold coriander, the kind with chili and vinegar.
Yao Wenhong swallowed, reached for the mining lamp beside his pillow, and turned it on with a click.
The moment the miner's lamp came on, she immediately closed her eyes.
After adjusting for a moment, she slowly opened her eyes and looked in the direction of the coriander smell.
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