Naruto: Big Foodie

After Wang Bing washed his face, he squeezed his own small towel with both hands and took it into the bedroom. He was going to take care of Abo. Wang Xiaoming was in a daze when suddenly a wet and cold object landed on his face, which made him jump up and sit up in fright.

Wang Bing was so frightened that he didn't dare to move. He pursed his mouth a little in grievance and said, "I'll treat Aber."

Wang Xiaoming held the wet towel that slipped down his face, and looked at Wang Bing dumbfoundedly: "Abo is not sick, Abo is tired and wants to sleep." Although he made an oolong, this child also knows how to take care of people. It's gratifying, Wang Xiaoming has the feeling that there is a boy in my family growing up.

Yang Ming stood at the door and looked in: "Are you sick?"

"No, no, I drank some tea last night and fell asleep very late." Wang Xiaoming got out of bed with the dripping towel and wrung the water dry.

Yang Ming glanced at Wang Xiaoming's face: "I'm going shopping, you sleep."

Wang Xiaoming yawned: "No, I'm all up. I'll go."

Yang Mingchao and Wang Xiaoming stretched out his hand: "Give me the money."

Wang Xiaoming looked at Yang Ming's expressionless face, with determination in his eyes that could not be rejected, and said, "Okay, please." He took out the money from the drawer and handed it to Yang Ming to let him buy vegetables.

Wang Bing saw Abo getting up and knew that he was not sick, so he felt relieved: "Abo, I'm hungry, I want to eat kuey teow."

Wang Xiaoming said, "I'll see if there is any kuey teow at home. If not, I can only make porridge." Wang Xiaoming opened the refrigerator and saw that there was still a bag of kuey teow in it, but the quantity was not enough, so it could only be eaten by two people, so he washed the rice again. Boil the porridge.

When Wang Xiaoming was making breakfast, Wang Bing was walking around at his feet like a puppy. Wang Xiaoming said, "Today's kuey teow doesn't have big bone soup, so it may not taste as good."

"I like the kuey teow soup made by Abo the most. It's better than anyone else." Wang Bing said.

Wang Xiaoming reached out and scratched his nose: "The little thing's mouth is so sweet, I know how to make Abo happy. Abo's cooking is not as delicious as Uncle Yang Ming's."

Wang Bing said in a very firm tone: "It's better than his!"

Wang Xiaoming heard his words, remembered his attitude these days, and turned to look at his nephew: "A Bing, you seem to be a little unhappy these days, what's wrong?"

Wang Bing glanced outside the door: "Abo, when is he leaving?"

Wang Xiaoming stopped his movements and looked at him: "What's wrong, Ah Bing?"

Wang Bing raised his head, glanced at Wang Xiaoming with his **** and white eyes, lowered his head again, and played with his fingers: "Is Uncle Yang Ming going to live in our house?"

Wang Xiaoming said, "Yes, Uncle Yang Ming forgot how to get home. Before he remembered it, he lived in our house."

Wang Bing frowned: "What if he can't remember it all the time?"

Wang Xiaoming was stunned for a moment. He hadn't thought about it that far. It shouldn't be that he couldn't remember it all the time: "If he wants to, he can stay at our house all the time, or he can leave if he wants to."

"Uncle Yang Ming, get well soon." Wang Bing put his hand on his forehead, giving him a headache, looking like a young adult, which made Wang Xiaoming laugh: "Doesn't Ah Bing like Uncle Yang Ming?"

Wang Bing turned his head and looked out the door: "With Uncle Yang Ming, Abo doesn't like me like he used to."

Wang Xiaoming almost sprayed: "Stinky boy, what are you talking about? Abo has always liked you."

"But Abo also likes Uncle Yang Ming. He will take you away!" Wang Bing shouted anxiously.

Wang Xiaoming finally couldn't help laughing out: "Stinky boy, what nonsense are you talking about, why do I like Uncle Yang Ming? Uncle Yang Ming has helped Abo a lot. With him, Abo will not be called to collect debts. , you won't be beaten. Isn't it good?"

Wang Bing looked at Wang Xiaoming suspiciously: "Really?"

Wang Xiaoming nodded: "Well, Uncle Yang Ming is a good man. When he comes, Abo won't work as hard as before, and he can help Abo make a lot of money. Next year, you will have money to go to school. You are not always Do you all want to go to kindergarten?" The children in the village like Wang Bing have all gone to kindergarten. Wang Xiaoming has no money and can't afford to send him to kindergarten. He plans to send him directly to preschool, so Wang Bing is alone most of the time. Playing is also quite lonely.

Wang Bing's eyes widened: "Really?"

"Well, as long as Uncle Yang Ming doesn't leave, Abo can earn money to send you to school. From now on, you can go to school by boat across the sea every day." Wang Xiaoming said.

Wang Bing finally jumped up with joy: "Oh, that's great!"

"So be friendly to Uncle Yang Ming and don't ignore him," Wang Xiaoming said.

Wang Bing scratched his face: "Oh." For his usefulness, treat him better in the future.

Yang Ming came back from buying vegetables. Wang Xiaoming went to pick up the vegetables and saw that the bucket was full of vegetables: "Why did you buy so many vegetables?"

Yang Ming said: "Oysters are too simple, and there are more varieties."

Diners have also reported this problem. They can only buy raw oysters at his house. If they want to eat other food, they have to go to other places to buy it, which is not very convenient. Having said that, the business enthusiasm of his family has not diminished. There have always been so many people. Wang Xiaoming has never prepared any other dishes based on the principle of being afraid of trouble. "If you have more vegetables, it will be more difficult. You have to wash the vegetables and insert the sticks, and you will not earn as much as oysters."

Yang Ming said: "After the peak season of oysters, I have to do other things in the future. Barbecue is not a healthy diet. I plan to make claypot rice, so I have to buy a steamer and a casserole first."

His family has always sold snacks. There is no staple food. Diners can only go to other people's houses to order meals to eat together. If there is claypot rice, it is a one-stop service. Wang Xiaoming scratched his head, Yang Ming was obviously more thoughtful than his boss~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He even thought about the future development. I really don't know what virtue he has accumulated to make him pick up such a good guy. "I can't make claypot rice."

"I will, teach you." Yang Ming said casually.

Wang Xiaoming remembered what Luo Junsheng told him last night, and also thought about Yang Ming's dedication to helping him, and he couldn't say it no matter what. Forget it, let's not talk about it. Without borrowing the Luo family's money, Yang Ming is willing to help himself, and he also learns to cook with him attentively. Even if he goes back in the future, he can still support it.

During breakfast, Yang Ming said, "Where did you go for tea last night?"

Wang Xiaoming was stunned for a moment: "Brother Sheng's house."

"What did he say to you?"

Wang Xiaoming raised his eyes and looked at Yang Ming. He rarely asked about his own affairs, so why would he ask this? "Just chatted with me and said that your cooking skills are very good."

Yang Ming said blankly: "Boss Luo gave me 5,000 yuan a month, dividends at the end of the year, and asked me to work at his house."