Trapped in the apocalypse, I rely on elves as a salted fish

"Baby, here comes the tomato and egg noodles!"

No one used a bowl, Fu Junlong directly took out the pots.

There was still hot steam rising from the pot, and the sweet and sour smell permeated the air. Fortunately, he lived in a villa, otherwise, someone would have knocked on his door.

But what he didn't know was that the fragrance had already spread out, and the children next door were crying.

"Dad, are you finally okay?"

A cute little girl hugged Fu Junlong with a babyish voice. No one could bear her childish voice.

Fu Junlong was about to put the pot he was carrying on Yi's table, then directly hugged the little baby on his lap and couldn't help but kiss it.

"Nini, how much do you miss daddy?"

She is indeed my little cutie, she is so fragrant and soft. Fu Junlong really loves his daughter very much. Otherwise, he would not have been able to solve his daughter's problems himself.

Method.

"Dad, I really, really, really want it!"

The voice became softer and softer.

How can it sound so good?

Especially the sound of "Daddy" made his mind burn.

Sure enough, my own little cotton-padded jacket is more considerate.

As for his son, he had already set up the bench and sat at the table, asking his wife to serve him food. It was as if he, the father, had not seen him.

Are you that impatient?

No comparison with my own little cotton-padded jacket!

"Dad, when are we going to eat? My belly is starting to growl."

Wen Nini pointed at her belly. Her belly looked flat, but it made Fu Junlong feel bad.

Recently, his baby daughter's appetite has been declining, and she is no longer willing to eat. Her belly, which used to look bulging, is now flat. His baby girl has really been wronged recently.

"Nini, let's eat now!"

The baby is so anxious, why can't he, the father, serve his little princess well?

Don't let her go hungry again!

Wenman has already served the rice.

"Nini, let me hold you. You eat first. You have worked hard outside!"

My husband was in such a hurry to come back, so he was probably tired, so it was better not to let him take care of Nini, a little troublemaker.

When Wenman was at home alone, he often got himself into trouble taking care of the two little ones at home.

"No, no, no, of course I will take care of my little baby myself!"

What's so hard about taking care of your own little princess?

On the contrary, Fu Junlong enjoyed it.

Aren't you just feeding your little baby? What's the big deal?

Seeing that Fu Junlong was holding their daughter and unwilling to let go, Wenman stopped trying to persuade her and told her to eat faster later. After she finished eating, she would take care of the little one.

Needless to say, Wenman was so hungry that he couldn't stand it when he smelled the aroma in the pot. Since his husband is willing, let him wait for a while!

He directly filled himself a large bowl. Their son, Wenman, didn't even need to say anything, the little guy just started to do it himself.

It looked like he was really hungry.

Why hasn't she seen these two little guys so honest before?

"Nini, does it smell good?"

Fu Junlong first fed his little baby a mouthful of soup.

"Dad, it smells so good!"

Seeing the sincere smile on your little guy's face, Fu Junlong feels very satisfied.

I don’t know if it’s because the rice is so delicious. The two little guys were very obedient today. They didn’t need anyone to say anything. One ate a big bowl, the other a small bowl, and both drank a bowl.

Soup.

If they hadn't been afraid of eating too much and held the two guys back, they probably could have eaten another bowl!

"Knock knock knock..."

Everyone was enjoying their meal when suddenly there was a doorbell ringing outside the house.

"I'll go out and take a look!"

At dinner time, Wenman really couldn't figure out who was coming back to see him at this time?

After opening the door...

People who saw it were very surprised!

"Sister Jiang, why are you here?"

Wenman was very surprised when he saw the person at the door.

The person who came was none other than my neighbor. The two families were not too close together, and they were not very close to each other. I really couldn’t understand what the other party wanted to do with me.

Behind Jiang Yue, there was a five or six-year-old boy standing at this moment, looking like he was crying, with the tears on his face not even wiped clean.

What's happening here?

Wenman didn't know what happened, but I opened the door and invited two people in.

"Excuse me, I'm really sorry!"

Jiang Yue felt very embarrassed.

It was really inappropriate to disturb others while they were eating, but there was nothing she could do!

"Sister Jiang, nothing's wrong, I just don't know why you came to see me today?"

Wenman brought Jiang Yue to the living room.

"Sister Jiang is here, what's the matter?"

After seeing someone come in, Fu Junlong stopped eating and walked out of the restaurant directly to say hello to the person.

"well……"

Jiang Yue sighed, she didn't know what to say next.

It’s really embarrassing to say it!

But looking at her son behind her, she gritted her teeth. She had no choice but to say what she needed to say.

"I just walked past your house with my son, and suddenly I smelled a fragrance.

Later, when I wanted to leave, my son stopped walking and just stood where he was.

I originally wanted to take him home, but who knew that he squatted on the ground, rolled around, hugged my legs, and started crying.

I really have no choice..."

Jiang Yue herself felt embarrassed.

When she was at home before, she had never lacked food for her son. Whenever her son had any needs, she, as a mother, would do her best to satisfy them.

As a result today...

Can’t walk when you smell the fragrance of someone else’s house??!

Oops, she felt like her old face was about to be lost.

Is this anything?

She squatted on the ground and rolled around, unable to pull her away no matter how hard she tried. Seeing that people were gathering around her, she had no choice but to knock on the door of Fu Junlong's house.

After hearing what Jiang Yue said, Fu Junlong was dumbfounded.

What is this thing called?

Is the food you cook really so fragrant that the smell spreads out and makes other people’s children cry?

Fu Junlong knew in his heart that although his cooking skills were pretty good, he would definitely not be able to reach this level. The ketchup he bought himself was just too good.

This power...

When he cooks in the future, should he pay attention to the door? Too strong a smell is not a good thing.