Food: The school sells food, and teachers and students go crazy for it

The old man was very happy.

"If I remember correctly, the sesame noodles are at window number 12 today, and..."

Zhou Xiaoguang muttered, "Last time I came, it seems that my brother-in-law gave Jiayao a separate portion of dumplings, and those people just mentioned dumplings, could it be..."

Zhou Xiaoguang felt that he had discovered something, but he still had no clue.

It's just that he didn't dare to believe his own judgment.

And Lin Yu on the side also found that Zhou Xiaoguang was abnormal. She saw her husband staring at her daughter's rice bowl, and she also thought of something.

It seems that every time her daughter comes, she says that she eats very well, but they think it is far worse than what her mother-in-law eats on her birthday.

At first, Lin Yu also thought that Zhou Jiayao was young and that everything she ate was the same, but now she also suspected that her daughter ate differently from herself.

But is this possible?

You know, the food cooked at window number 12 is delicious. People don't want to eat food cooked by other families after eating it. Even the food cooked by the chefs of those big hotels may not be delicious to her.

Lin Yu herself felt that if she had a meal cooked by Jiang Fan in front of her, she might not be willing to give it all to her daughter.

At least, she would not give it all to her, but she would share it with her.

"Jiayao, is your bowl of noodles delicious?"

Zhou Xiaoguang suddenly asked.

"It's delicious, very delicious!"

Zhou Jiayao said: "I have never eaten noodles so delicious. My uncle is so nice. I will come to my uncle's house next week."

Zhou Jiayao did not forget to praise her uncle.

"Okay, come whenever you want!"

Wang Jianhua naturally welcomed it.

"Really? Then give your dad a taste."

Zhou Xiaoguang said.

"Isn't it just sesame noodles?"

Mother Zhou said indifferently: "If you want to eat, just ask your second sister to make you one. Didn't Jianhua buy some noodles before?"

"You are my real mother!"

Zhou Xiaoguang complained in his heart: "The key is that your granddaughter's bowl is ordinary sesame noodles?

That may be the sesame noodles made at window number 12!"

"I just want to taste it, my dear daughter, give your dad some noodles!"

Zhou Xiaoguang said.

"Okay, Jiayao may not have enough to eat, so don't ask for hers."

Wang Jianhua said: "I'll make it for you in a while."

Lin Yu on the side opened her mouth. In fact, she also wanted to taste the noodles in her daughter's bowl, but after Wang Jianhua said that, she was embarrassed to speak.

But Zhou Jiayao was very obedient and gave everyone some.

But Zhou's mother and Wang Jianhua didn't want it.

Wang Jianhua was afraid that Zhou Mengyao would not be full, while Zhou's mother thought it was just a bowl of sesame noodles.

It didn't matter whether she ate it or not.

Zhou Xiaoguang got two noodles and a cucumber shred.

He picked it up and put it in his mouth.

As soon as he took a bite, Zhou Xiaoguang felt that the cucumber shreds tasted very fresh and smelled very fragrant.

He even felt that his mind was a little clearer.

He took a bite of the noodles and was stunned.

The noodles were chewy and the key was that they smelled good and tasted good.

The aroma of sesame sauce was very strong, which directly seduced his greed.

He hurriedly ate the two noodles, and the aroma remained in his mouth after eating.

This aroma made him want to eat a few more.

Lin Yu's situation was similar to Zhou Xiaoguang's. After eating two noodles, she couldn't help but her stomach growled twice.

"Since you are hungry, eat quickly. What are you doing standing there?"

Mother Zhou looked at her son and daughter-in-law, who were both standing there in a daze, not talking or eating.

"I can't eat anymore!"

Lin Yu blurted out: "Mom, Jiayao's bowl of noodles is so delicious. After I ate two noodles, I didn't want to eat anything else."

"I don't want to eat anything else either."

Zhou Xiaoguang suddenly laughed and said: "Jiayao, how about you let dad eat a few more noodles?

How about dad letting you watch more anime tonight?"

"Not so good?"

Zhou Jiayao shook her head and said: "I only have half a bowl, and I can't eat enough."

As she said that, Zhou Jiayao covered her bowl directly.

She is not a stingy child, otherwise she wouldn't have shared the noodles with them just now.

But Zhou Jiayao really couldn't eat enough, and the way she looked at her father and mother was not right.

This doesn't seem like she wants to

It's not about a few noodles, but about grabbing his own bowl.

"Look at your expressions, is this sesame sauce noodles really that delicious?"

Mother Zhou asked in confusion: "Could it be that this bowl of noodles is made by the window number 12 you mentioned?"

"I think it should be."

Zhou Xiaoguang said a little uncertainly.

According to the theory, such delicious sesame sauce noodles must be made by the window number 12.

But Zhou Xiaoguang thought that if this bowl of noodles was really made by the window number 12, shouldn't Wang Jianhua hide it and eat it himself?

At least Zhou Xiaoguang felt that if it was him, he would definitely not be willing to give it to others.

"Yes, it is, no, it is not, how come there is a possible yes?"

Mother Zhou looked at Wang Jianhua: "Jianhua, where did you buy this bowl of noodles?"

"This bowl of noodles was bought from the window number 12, but there is only this bowl, so we gave it to Jiayao. In fact, the last bowl of dumplings was also from the window number 12."

Before Wang Jianhua could speak, Zhou Xiaoyun spoke.

She was afraid that her husband would not admit it, so she said it first.

This is not a shameful thing, so they should know it.

"Really?"

Zhou's mother looked at Zhou Jiayao immediately after hearing it.

"Jiayao, how about you let grandma taste it?"

"Grandma, didn't you want to eat it when I gave it to you just now?"

"Just now, grandma wants to taste it again now."

"Okay, but I can only give you two noodles."

Zhou Jiayao gave Zhou's mother two noodles.

There were not many noodles in her bowl at this time.

Zhou's mother couldn't wait to put the noodles into her mouth.

She has eaten a lot of noodles in her life.

Sesame noodles are basically eaten every summer, and she can make sesame noodles herself.

In her heart, sesame noodles are good, but they are just so-so after making them. No matter how delicious they are, they are not delicious.

Her son and daughter-in-law said it was delicious, probably because they have never seen the world and don't know what delicious is.

"I don't believe this sesame noodles can be that good?"

Mother Zhou complained in her heart.

But after she took a bite, she immediately realized how ridiculous her previous disdain was.

This sesame noodles smelled good and tasted delicious.

And the more you chew the noodles, the more delicious they are. The more delicious they are, the more you want to eat them. Before you do anything, the two noodles are gone.

"Jiayao, look, grandma has finished eating, can you give her two more noodles?"

Mother Zhou smiled.

"This...you should ask your aunt to make you a bowl of this."

Zhou Jiayao directly picked up the bowl and poured the remaining noodles into her mouth.