Princess too Young, Prince too Old

"Why should my aunt be bored in the kitchen all the time?" Song Tong lowered his chopsticks and asked Kerr a deep voice.

"Because she made it many times, but I tasted it. I felt the taste was not the same as that of my mother, and then my aunt went back to the kitchen to make it again." * Tea, blinking his eyes again. "Noon today. Auntie finally did the right thing. Auntie is happy. She said that as long as my dad and I want to eat something cooked by my mother, she will cook for us and eat. There are blood sausages, deer lips, buns, pies ... the little aunt has done it many times. It's delicious! It's exactly the same as my mother's dear. Daddy, please try it! "

Song Tong's vision was a little blurred, and some dull pain came from his heart. He thought about Bai's former busy figure in the kitchen. Think back to the scene where he hugged Kerr from time to time to eat a bite of meat. Recalling the helpless and forgiving expression that Bai Shi turned around and scolded their grandpa ...

gradually. That face became auspicious.

"Daddy, why don't you eat it anymore?" But Kerr finally found something different about Dad. Suddenly quietly, she pulled Song Tong's sleeve. Be careful, "Daddy, aren't you your favorite mother-in-law's meal? The aunt's cooking is really similar. But why don't you eat it?"

"Daddy eat, father eat." Song Tong busy said, while lowering his head to eat the roasted swan meat in front of the plate, while silently wiped the tears in the corner of his eyes.

Before the chopsticks had eaten the swan meat, I heard the rapid footsteps from outside, Song Tong straightened his back, and watched Keer happily greeted him: "Little aunt is coming! Little aunt Come on! "

Auspicious came in with a large bowl of shabu-shabu noodles, relying on the backyard kitchen not far away, she did not use a tray, so just came in a large porcelain bowl with red bean glaze in both hands, at this time already felt hot, looking at the He ran towards himself again, busy reminding him: "Keer, get out of the way! Scorch carefully! Block away!"

Song Tong got up quickly and greeted her, taking the noodle bowl from her: "I'm here."

"Okay." Fortunately, he lowered his eyebrows and lowered his hands, watching Song Tong face up and put it on the table.

Auspicious hands behind his back, twisted gently.

Just a moment ago, the temperature in Song Tong's hands caused her to burn all over her. She twisted her face uncomfortably. The pair of pearl jasper earrings that she wore back to the room just now panted. Soft light.

"Auntie, come over and sit down!" Ke'er sat down with auspicious words, and rejoicedly said, "Auntie, father said just now, saying that the food you cook is as delicious as your mother's! Father loves to eat Then! "

"Really?" Auspicious smiled at Ke Er, while looking at Song Tong with his eyes, seeing that Song Tong did not mean to eat noodles, it was inevitable that he was a little bit frustrated, and then he said to Song Tong, "I heard this My son is my brother ’s birthday, so I made a few dishes for my brother, and it ’s supposed that the noodles should be soup noodles, but I was thinking that my brother was hungry and cold in the cold wind, so I decided to change it. After this shabu-shabu noodles, I also ask my brother not to be surprised. "

Song Tong hasn't spoken yet, but Ke'er has been curious to go over, sniffing the hot and spicy taste of shabu-shabu noodles, the index finger suddenly moved, and he cried immediately: "Daddy, I also want to eat shabu-shabu noodles! Have eaten it! It smells delicious! "

"Okay," Song Tong picked up a bowl, picked a few chopsticks and shabu-shabu noodles, and handed it to Ke'er, and asked, "Slow it, it's a bit spicy."