Jiang Chi suddenly had a sudden realization.
I understand.
Xiao Mei's beauty is the beauty of delicious food.
Chaochao: Everything I do, of course, is to make the eggs taste better. (Hands on hips, head held high)
After an hour of eager waiting, the little dumpling finally got to eat dinner.
Everyone sat around the long table in the courtyard, with the old lady in the center. The guests took turns serving her juice to thank her for her hospitality.
The children ate with great relish. Leo took a bite of the braised pork ribs, his face beaming with delight, and gave Hao Guoli a thumbs up, exclaiming, "Lei Bao's dad, you're amazing!"
Chaochao had already entered a state of complete absorption in her eating. Since she picked up her chopsticks, her cheeks hadn't rested at all, puffing out like a little hamster. You could tell from her squinting eyes how happy the little one was eating.
The long table was inconvenient; often, Jiang Chi would just put two pieces of meat on her plate, and when she turned around, they would be gone in an instant.
[Chao Chao's mukbang is online, hahaha]
[The clever me has already prepared all the dishes and is just waiting for Chaochao to start eating]
[Baby is eating so well, can Mommy have a bite too?]
[Upstairs, I suspect you're trying to eat a child. *doge*]
Chaochao picked up a piece of scrambled eggs with tomatoes with his chopsticks, and the rice cooker paused for a rare moment.
Chaochao's eyes revealed a hint of emotion.
Xiao Mei is inside too.
Then, with a whoosh, it was stuffed into his mouth.
Deep feelings, down it in one gulp.
"Brother, this is delicious! The eggs are really good!"
Chao Chao gave Jiang Chi a thumbs up, praising him to the skies, and then stuffed several more mouthfuls into his mouth.
"Yeah."
Is he a culinary genius?
Jiang Chi was skeptical, but picked up a piece with his chopsticks and tasted it.
In a place he cannot see.
"Ah-poof—"
Chaochao secretly turned her head and spat out a few pieces of broken eggshell.
Jiang Chi frowned as soon as the egg entered his mouth.
If you add too little salt, the eggs will have a slightly strong fishy smell; they're only edible to the point of being unpalatable.
Jiang Chi's taste buds were already picky, and he instinctively wanted to spit it out, but he forced it back down.
But the little dumpling seemed oblivious to anything amiss, happily munching away while waving its little tuft of hair.
Jiang Chi moved the scrambled eggs with tomatoes away from her, saying, "Don't eat it, it doesn't taste good."
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