Yi Chuanzong was extremely nervous at this time. What did Qin Huairu look at him?

The glaring little look, he had helped a lot, okay? Isn't it good to unload the goods a few days earlier? Can the child grow up early?

There is no need to suffer all day long and think about it. You can finish your work by throwing two steamed buns and feeding them to the baby. You can work in the factory earlier.

Jia Zhang turned his head and looked at Qin Huairu's stubborn and angry eyes and his heart was thrilled. This family cannot be without her. If she really makes her feel heartbroken, she will be unable to live that day.

She couldn't see clearly who Qin Huairu was staring at with her head tilted, and quickly lowered her head and focused on the back of the thorn's head. When the momentum in her body was released, the sound became half soft.

"Or stay for one day? The girl is pretty good, at least she eats less, and she can eat more tacks. Our two kids can't feed them."

The first old man then smiled and said, "Chuo Zong will go to the outside store to buy some food for Bang Ge's mother. When you come back, we will go back to the yard and pick you up tomorrow evening."

Uncle! I thank you!

"Okay!"

With a shout, Yi Chuanzong took a step and ran outside.

As soon as I left the hospital hall, the weather was clear and the streets were wide. The atmosphere was not so depressing and I felt very comfortable.

He ran towards the front along the concrete road. The gust of breeze made Yi Chuanzong's mind very clear. He suddenly felt something was wrong. Was he scared by a woman?

He may have made a little mistake, and it was to ask her to give birth a few days in advance, but the main culprit was not him, and the seed was not planted by him. There was no need to suffer from giving birth, it was just a matter of time and night.

He didn't even make people speak loudly? He didn't mean it. He was still hiding those few days. He saw Qin Huairu laugh at him, and then he said.

He didn't have to be guilty at all, he just made up for a little later and just wanted to make up for it.

But this woman's attitude... Thinking of the two men sank under the locust tree that day, they inexplicably sank in their hands. Is this a fool?

This king-level player wants to go against him?

Does this look mean that the entire army is attacking?

Thinking of this, Yi Chuanzong's face suddenly sank. He is not a fool. A single man can be 40 years younger than him.

He still needs systems, steel rolling mills, poor households rescued by the old man, and he still wants to get married in his dream!

"I said I won't be an honest person anymore!" After murmured, Yi Chuanzong began to meditate. It may not be easy to learn well, but learning bad things is much easier, as long as there are those conditions.

Yu Guang glanced at the street. He had come out to buy buns once before, and he had some impression of the shop here.

There may not be many other shops in Sijiucheng, but this porridge shop is quite common. In the early morning, a group of people stood with bowls and drank porridge. He tasted it several times. Now, there is no need to look for it, but I see a Chenji porridge shop. The shop is not big, which is only more than 30 square meters.

Yi Chuanzong walked in directly and saw that there was no one outside the room. He shouted very familiarly: "Boss, come two bowls of barley rice porridge!"

"Hey, you'll come here after this! The porridge is sold out!"

Before people could see each other, a shout came from the kitchen. This porridge shop is usually lively in the morning, and the afternoon snacks are similar to afternoon tea. Now it is evening. Everyone eats at home, and generally the porridge shops don’t do business anymore.

Yi Chuanzong's nose swayed slightly, and the strong wheat fragrance had a sweet taste. It was obviously not long after it was made.

With a frown, he walked straight inside, lifted the green cloth and walked in, scaring the middle-aged man inside to tremble, and a woman and two children also leaned over to the boss.

The middle-aged man inspected the crowd and could only say, "Didn't I say it? The porridge is sold out!"

Yi Chuanzong didn't say anything, but just looked straight at the porridge on their table.

The hot steam was rising in a large pot and four bowls. The dark red porridge was cooked just right, and the blooming rice grains were shining and shiny. You could see seven or eight red dates on the surface. You could feel a kind of sweetness just by looking at it.

"This is our supper! The porridge sold is gone!" said the middle-aged man with a bitter face.

Yi Chuanzong still didn't speak and his eyes never moved.

The middle-aged man reluctantly said, "Okay, then I will sell you two bowls!"

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva secretly, and Yi Chuanzong waved his hand and blew, "Where are you who don't do business when you open the door? I bought it all!"

The middle-aged man looked stunned, "Don't you say you want two bowls?"

Yi Chuanzong glanced at the two children and it was really unreasonable to snatch the children's food. He smiled embarrassedly, "That's three bowls. I brought them to the patient, but you made it so delicious, so I decided to drink one bowl and try it."

The middle-aged man and his wife looked at each other, and then they could only smile bitterly and said, "Okay, I'll sell you three bowls."

Now he found that the man who suddenly broke in seemed not so fierce, so he added, "I have to add more money when I make a lot of things at home!"

Yi Chuanzong was watching there, and he seemed to see red beans, dates, cereals, mung beans, wolfberry, soybeans, and peanuts with white color that hold their big belly. Isn’t this eight-treasure porridge?

Of course, there should be no lotus seeds, but it is also a high-end version of barley rice porridge, which is quite tempting!

"Okay, add some more. I'll drink my bowl here. Put the remaining two bowls in a bamboo tube for me, and I'll take them back."

The middle-aged man could only shake his head helplessly. He was having a meal here and was forced to buy it. Who should I ask for?

"Give it, this is yours!"

Yi Chuanzong didn't care about his gritting teeth. At night, the lights were turned on in the shop, and the fragrance was rising. Who could bear it?

After taking the bowl and buying it, the smile on his face became stronger. It was still stuffy for a while. It wasn't too hot, it smells so good!

Scream!

It's a bit hot.

But it is glutinous and delicious! The heart is sweet.

After he came, he had never eaten such a complete range of ingredients. The porridge shop usually had soy milk and meatball soup in the morning, and barley rice porridge with brown sugar in the afternoon.

“Ah~”

After three sips of Yi Chuanzong, he felt warm and the two dolls were swallowing dryly.

Pay money in one hand and porridge in the other hand, and you can clear the money and goods.

Looking at the tall back that was leaving slowly, the middle-aged man was holding the money and food coupons with a blank expression. Although he made a small profit, he couldn't be happy no matter how much he was. His supper was gone!

"Old man, let's make another serving. Let's drink it and don't put so many things." The woman next to her whispered.

The middle-aged man could only nod. He couldn't help but wonder if he hadn't been frightened by the tall man just now and was a little tougher, would he not have lost his supper?

Then he thought of the three-bit hot porridge in Yichuanzong's posture, and he shook his head with a wry smile. He didn't have to compete with such a fool. Once the other party was in a bad way, he would suffer.

But is the porridge you make really delicious? It’s not hot at all?

At this time, Yi Chuanzong walked forward with a big stride, and his face was filled with a smug smile. If you eat, you will make a profit!
Chapter completed!