Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

He just wanted to ask, who cooks with seasonings like this?

After taking a look, it was only two bowls of rice, and there were so many seasonings. Was this an attempt to murder them?

"Don't talk."

Qian Yizheng also felt bad. Seeing his brother Nuonuo keep adding ingredients to the fried rice, he wanted to open his mouth, but couldn't.

Faced with the enthusiasm of brother Nono, he was talking about how delicious the fried rice was while returning the ingredients. Especially at this moment, brother Nono had the face of the little sister he especially wanted to see. How could he Can you say the word "no"?

"My brother is still young, so it's already great if he can do this."

He lowered his voice and whispered in his brother's ear.

The big deal is, drink a few more glasses of water after eating the fried rice fried by brother Nuonuo. It’s not a big deal. They are all cultivators. How could they not be able to withstand it?

"Yes, brother is right."

Qian Yirong had nothing to say, this was his younger brother, their youngest brother, he had to be pampered no matter what.

However, he turned his head and glanced at the three brothers and his aunt in the corner. He always felt that they knew something. Otherwise, why were they running so fast just now?

"Brother, brother Nuonuo said that third brother and the others had eaten it and it was delicious." He reminded, can the rice fried like this by Nuonuo be delicious?

Qian Yizheng: "..."

How did he respond to this? No matter how you answer it, it’s wrong, right?

After he ate the rice fried by Nono's brother, and faced his brother's eager eyes and asked him if it tasted good, could he say it didn't taste good?

"Well, if brother Nono asks you if it tastes good later, remember to tell the truth."

Qian Yirong: "!"

The elder brother's words were obviously meant to trick him.

This is my younger brother. He personally cooked the rice for them. How can he say it's not delicious?

But, just looking at brother Nuonuo's fried rice, he already felt that it didn't taste good. He wanted to run away, but unfortunately he couldn't find a good excuse no matter how hard he tried.

Otherwise, let the elder brother eat a few more bites later, right?

He secretly looked at Qian Yizheng and thought this idea was a good one. However, before the idea was implemented, his elder brother caught him secretly watching him.

"Ahem!"

He coughed twice, and felt that the glance his eldest brother glanced at him seemed to have already seen through him.

While the two brothers were discussing in lowered voices, the little girl over there had already fried the fried rice and specially served it on two exquisite plates.

"Brother Zheng, brother Rong, come and try it. It's just fried and still hot. It's the best at this time." He raised his head and shouted to the two of them.

The two looked at him, opened their mouths, and tried to hold back the words.

"coming."

What can I do? Brother Nuonuo has to eat the fried rice even if he cries.

"Brother Zheng, brother Rong, Nuonuo added a lot of ingredients to the fried rice. It must be very delicious. Come and eat. I'll put it on the table."

The child Qian Yinuo put the two plates on the table, then ran to the small stove, washed his own small pot, and started to put water in it.

"Nono, what else do you want to do?" Qian Yizheng had already sat down at the table and asked after seeing his brother's actions.

"I'll make some soup for my brothers."

As Qian Yinuo spoke, he took out some dried vegetables of unknown origin, and also took out two sparrow eggs.

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