Ye Qing smiled and said, "Okay! I'll cook noodles for you in broth tomorrow. I promise it'll taste better than last time!"
He couldn't help drooling when he thought of the broth. Then he thought about the chewy noodles made by Ye Qing cooked in the fragrant broth. Now he began to look forward to tomorrow.
Just after dinner, Political Commissar Zhang came over with Li Cuihua.
After Li Cuihua entered the room, her eyes swirled around: Why is it so fragrant? This vixen, she must have made something delicious again! My grandson is still in danger of death, and she has the leisure to eat!
She sat down on the ground, slapped her thighs and began her performance.
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