She gave the two of them a lot, and there was still a lot left in the bowl. She had just made braised pork and wanted to save some, but she forgot and cut up all the one pound of meat, making a big bowl.
Jiang He went to deliver noodles to Jiang Lan and his son. Mu Ruanruan cleaned the table at home and put two large bowls of noodles on the table.
The bowl with more meat and eggs was placed opposite me, and my bowl was only half full.
She doesn't eat much at night, and it's late today, so she's afraid she won't be able to digest if she eats too much.
After getting ready, Mu Ruanruan sat and waited for Jiang He. Under the dim light, she held her face in her hands and looked at the door quietly.
As she thought about it, she felt like a young woman waiting for her lover to return, and she couldn't help but lower her head and laugh.
"What are you laughing at?"
Jiang He came back empty-handed.
"Nothing." Mu Ruanruan quickly asked him to sit down.
Seeing that the bowl in front of him was so much bigger, Jiang He silently picked up the chopsticks and put the egg into Mu Ruanruan's bowl.
Mu Ruanruan knew this would happen, so she took out another egg from under the table.
Fortunately, the space has all the functions, and they also sell boiled eggs. They are just a little expensive, but that’s not a big deal.
Jiang He's eyes widened as he watched her peeling eggs.
"Which one do you want to eat?"
Jiang He picked up the badly peeled egg from Mu Ruanruan's bowl, put it in his mouth and ate it in one bite.
Mu Ruanruan peeled half of the egg, put it down, and started eating noodles.
"Well, these noodles made by hand are really different. No wonder some people don't mind the trouble. They can obviously buy them but choose to make them by hand." Mu Ruanruan said while eating, her speech a little unclear.
Jiang He ate quietly without talking.
The dim light shone down from above his head, his face flickering, his eyelashes like a cattail leaf, his high nose wings, his thin lips dotted with red rouge, all in front of her, very close to her.
It swayed so much that Mu Ruanruan felt a little dizzy.
"Jiang He, can we make peace?" This sentence was blocked by the system again.
She was unhappy and blurted out: "Jiang He, can you cook it next time?"
Jiang He choked on a mouthful of noodles.
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