"Sister, I told you this is unhygienic, why are you still giving it to Grandpa and Grandpa Ming to eat?"
When Yan Siyu said this, the atmosphere at the scene became indescribably awkward.
She wanted to take the roasted sweet potato from Manshu and throw it directly into the trash can, but was cut off by Mr. Yan on the way.
"Who said it's unhygienic? Your grandpa loved this when he was a kid. It's sweet and filling."
In fact, in their time, there was famine, and eating too many sweet potatoes caused heartburn.
However, I didn't eat it later, and suddenly I smelled it and felt it was very fragrant.
"Yes, I also heard that eating sweet potatoes can fight cancer and prevent many diseases. Sweet potatoes are also considered to be whole grains, right?" Ming Lao took another one.
The two roasted sweet potatoes are still a little tender, split in half, and the aroma is overflowing.
Mingyu raised his head and glanced at Manshu, as if to say: Where is mine?
"Grandpa Ming, please give half of the roasted sweet potatoes to Ming Yu. It's getting late now, and it won't be good if you eat too much."
Mingyu's eyes lit up: "Yes, grandpa, please eat less and I will help you taste it."
As he spoke, he snatched the bigger half from the old man's hand, tore off the skin and took a bite.
Hmm, it's quite sweet.
Boys are easily laughed at for eating sweets.
But sweet potatoes are not considered sweets, right?
Why didn't he think of it before?
"Do you want it?" Mr. Yan glanced at Yan Zhan.
He was reluctant to give Yan Zhan the things his granddaughter bought for him for the first time. He just saw that the old man had given them to his grandson, so he asked Yan Zhan symbolically.
In his opinion, Yan Zhan has a slight mysophobia and will definitely not eat roasted sweet potatoes like this outside.
Unexpectedly, Yan Zhan took the sweet potato directly from his hand and broke it into two pieces.
He is much more ruthless than old man Ming, with one half being two-thirds and the other half only one-third.
Yan Zhan took two-thirds of it himself, leaving one-third and giving it to the old man.
Mr. Yan glared: "That's too much. Manman bought this for me. Just try it. Why do you want to eat more and occupy more?"
Yan Zhan didn't seem to notice the old man's glare, so he peeled off the skin and took a bite.
He moves very slowly and gracefully.
No one thinks that roasted sweet potatoes are inappropriate for him.
Only Yan Siyu looked embarrassed, and hatred grew in her heart again.
Like a pot of boiling water, it is about to overflow.
Jealousy made Yan Siyu's eyes turn red, and she stared at the sweet potato in the old man's hand without looking away.
"Siyu, you want to eat too?" Seeing Yan Siyu staring at the roasted sweet potato in his hand, the old man frowned, "This is not very hygienic, so I, an old man, should eat it. You young people are in poor health. If you are hungry,
Go out and eat something good.”
The old man is not ill, he is just in the hospital for fun.
On the other side, Mr. Ming, the recipe prescribed by the doctor already included sweet potatoes, so he ate it without fear.
After they finished eating, he suggested that Yan Zhan and his grandson try the game first.
I have to send my grandson to school quickly. It will be an eyesore if he stays in the hospital for too long.
Originally, Mr. Yan wanted to talk to Yan Siyu and Manshu about something, but it was not easy to speak at this time.
The game the two played was about firearms. They each chose a camp and fought one on one.
Best of three games.
Yan Zhan suppressed Mingyu from the beginning.
From the beginning to the end, not a single bullet from Mingyu hit Yan Zhan.
"You cheated?" Mingyu took off his headphones and looked at Yan Zhan in disbelief.
The two of them were sitting next to each other in the living room with two computers.
In fact, it is clear at a glance whether Zuo is cheating or not.
Mingyu just couldn't believe that his skills were not worth mentioning in front of Yan Zhan.