493 Are you the boss here?

Jiang Leilei was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth: "You, you, you, little turtle? Why are you here?"

Chen Chen turned his head suddenly. What? A little turtle?

He knew it would be like this! Chen Zigui pursed his lips, his fair face flushed red. He didn't want to acknowledge this carefree cousin at all.

"I'm all grown up! Stop calling me that name!"

Jiang Leilei covered her mouth and said, "I'm sorry, I spoke too quickly. I won't do it again. By the way, Guigui, why are you here?"

Chen Zigui took a deep breath, took Chen Chen's hand and walked inside, not wanting to pay any attention to her.

Chen Chen held back his laughter and let Chen Zigui drag him away.

Su Taotao shook her head helplessly: "Zigui is Chenchen's deskmate and good friend. Next time, don't call him by his nickname in front of so many people. It will embarrass him."

When Chenchen was a child, he also had a nickname called Xiao Tangyuan. Su Taotao was worried that when he grew up, he would accidentally call him by his nickname. Children also need to save face.

Jiang Leilei patted her lips and nodded continuously: "I know I was wrong, I really know it, you guys just pretended you didn't hear it, Guigui is shyer than other kids, he didn't talk much before he was eight years old, and he never made friends, but when I saw him here, I couldn't control my mouth."

Peng Yan and Yu Xuemei are not the type to make a fuss, so naturally they don't take it to heart.

Su Taotao didn't know that Chen Zigui was like this when he was a child, but she thought that he had good family education and a good temper:

"Then you might as well do as I do and call him Zigui instead of Guigui, as it's ambiguous."

Jiang Leilei nodded: "I'll try, I'll try, but, you said Gui, ahem, Zigui and Chenchen are classmates? Isn't Chenchen only eight years old?"

Su Taotao didn't know where to start explaining, so she could only say, "I can't help it. Who told me my son is smart?"

Everyone was silent.

Dust is indeed smart.

The smart Chen Chen was teasing his desk mate at this time.

"Little turtle?"

Chen Zigui said helplessly: "The elders gave me a nickname when I was a child, but no one called me that anymore after I turned three."

Chenchen is also precocious and remembers some things before the age of three. He said, "I also had a nickname when I was a child."

Chen Zigui looked at him in surprise: "Isn't your nickname Chen Chen?"

Chen Chen shook his head: "No, my nickname is Little Tangyuan. At that time, my father was away from home all year round, and my grandmother hoped that we could reunite soon, so she called me Little Tangyuan.

But since I was about two years old, my mom has called me Chenchen, and everyone stopped calling me by my nickname."

Chen Zigui didn't know whether he had found someone of the same kind or was just relieved, and he wasn't as tense as before.

Chen Chen patted his shoulder and said, "Everyone had a nickname when they were little. Little Turtle sounds nice too. There are also people in our village named Little Black Charcoal, Big Iron Bull and so on.

My uncle has a good friend named Uncle Duck Egg. He is already in junior high school, but everyone still calls him Duck Egg, and he is very cheerful.

Don’t feel embarrassed about your nickname. I think Little Turtle is a nice name.”

Chen Zigui smiled from the bottom of his heart, and it was a brilliant smile.

He knew that he was mentally ill and was very sensitive to both kindness and malice in people, or in other words, he had been very sensitive to everything around him since he was a child.

Any little disturbance will affect him, which will make him feel very troubled.

So I learned to habitually immerse myself in my own world and try to ignore everything around me.

Although this makes him feel lonely, it is better than being troubled.

However, today Chenchen told him that everyone is the same. Some things that he thinks are embarrassing, unacceptable, and hard to say are actually common things in Chenchen's eyes.

This will make Chen Zigui feel that he is no different from ordinary people.

Chenchen shoveled the last mouthful of rice into his mouth and chewed it:

"Mm, it's delicious. Uncle He's cooking is amazing. I want another half bowl of rice. Do you want more?"

Chen Zigui silently looked at his rice bag which still had half of the rice left and shook his head: "I don't want it anymore."

This was already twice his usual amount, and he could only eat so much when he ate with Chenchen.

"Have you always had such a big appetite since you were a child?" Chen Zigui couldn't help asking.

Chen Chen nodded: "Yes, because my mother's cooking is delicious. My uncle, my father and I all eat a lot. No matter how much my mother cooks, we will eat it all!"

Chen Zigui thought about Chen Chen's father and his uncle's stature, and silently stuffed a large spoonful of rice into his mouth:

"I also want to eat more. I hope I can grow as tall as you in the future."

Chenchen smiled and shook his head, saying, "Don't eat and drink as much as you want. Mom said that you only need to eat until you are full. Overeating is actually a waste of food.

I have a good friend named Fatty, who eats more than me, but he is not very tall and is round. My mother says he is growing sideways. In short, it is enough to eat until you are full, and you cannot eat just for the sake of eating. "

Chen Zigui nodded: "I understand. I will stop eating when I am full."

Chen Chen thought for a moment and said, “You can drink milk. Mom said milk is rich in calcium and helps you grow taller.

Of course, you also need to get more sun and exercise, which will also help you grow taller.

You don't have to worry. My uncle wasn't that tall before the fourth grade. He only started to grow taller after playing basketball with Uncle Mumu and others.

When the weather gets warmer we can play basketball together to help you grow taller."

Chen Zigui's eyes lit up: "Play basketball? Let's have lunch together and play basketball together in the future?"

Chen Chen nodded: "That's right, Uncle He's cooking is so delicious, don't you want to eat such food every day? If possible, I will never go to my parents' cafeteria to eat in the future, it's too disgusting!"

Chen Zigui laughed again: "Yeah, I thought so. I also think Uncle He's cooking is delicious, and Aunt Su's cooking is also delicious."

Chen Chen couldn't agree more: "Of course my mother's cooking is the best. These dishes are made by Uncle He according to the recipes my mother gave me. I won't say anymore. I'll go get more rice!"

Chen Chen ran to the kitchen to add more rice.

Su Taotao and her classmates are enjoying a feast.

Jiang Leilei is the best eater among them, and she has traveled to the most places and tasted the most delicious food:

“Oh my god, how can someone make ordinary home-cooked food taste so good?

Taotao, you really did introduce it right. I, Jiang Leilei, have lived for almost nineteen years and have never eaten anything so delicious!

It's just an egg, but someone can make it so delicious.

And this honey-glazed barbecued pork, if you don’t tell me, who would believe it is pork? I have eaten a lot of it in Hong Kong-style cafes, but this is the first time I have eaten something with such a salty and sweet taste that melts in your mouth! ”

Jiang Leilei raised her thumbs up: "I am convinced, I am really convinced!"

Su Taotao smiled and said, "Will you support a restaurant of this standard?"

Jiang Leilei nodded: "Yes, of course. After eating such delicious food, who would want to eat in that crap cafeteria?"

Peng Yan continued, "For us, it's okay to go out to eat occasionally on weekends to satisfy our hunger, but we still have to eat in the cafeteria on weekdays. After all, the cafeteria is economical. Judging from the decoration and products here, the prices are not cheap."

Yu Xuemei looked around and said, "Who wouldn't want to eat here every day? Not only is the food delicious, but the environment is also very appetizing. Unfortunately, my wallet won't allow it."

Su Taotao nodded, "Indeed, the ingredients are genuine, of course. These are all Kung Fu dishes, and the salary paid to Master He is not low. The cost is here, and we can't do business at a loss, so the price will definitely not be low."

Jiang Leilei finally understood what was said and looked at Su Taotao in disbelief: "You mean, you opened this place? Are you the boss here?"

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