Senior Brother Xiaobai has been ill a few days ago, so he can no longer cook porridge for me. Therefore, the porridge I drink recently is cooked by Senior Brother Ten.
Perhaps Senior Brother Xiaobai's cooking skills have sharpened my tongue, and it was really hard for me to eat the porridge cooked by Senior Brother 10. I complained several times in front of Senior Brother Xiaobai in the past few days.
Today is my birthday. Brother Xiaobai got up very early and cooked a pot of Xiaobai porridge for me.
Early in the morning, I served Xiaobai porridge with a sad face. Senior Brother Xiaobai sat at the table and looked at me with the corner of his mouth raised.
I finally couldn't help it and asked pitifully: "Brother, when can I have the pleasure to taste your fried shredded pork, stewed chicken soup, and fried shrimp balls?"
Alas, although Brother Xiaobai’s porridge cooking skills are really good, it’s a bit cruel for me to have porridge for three meals a day.
"I was not in good health a few days ago. I thought today was your birthday, so I got up early and cooked porridge for you. Why isn't Rong'er happy?" Senior Brother Xiaobai frowned at me.
I was silent and looked back at him sadly.
Senior Brother Xiaobai sighed softly and said tenderly: "Rong'er, today is your birthday, what wishes do you want to achieve?"
"Senior brother, have all your wishes come true?" I asked happily as my spiritual platform suddenly became clear.
Senior Brother Xiaobai pondered for a while, then nodded resolutely: "Yes."
"I want to eat fried chicken!" I said without thinking.
"Oh?" Senior Brother Xiaobai raised his eyebrows, "I thought you wanted to be with me..."
I smiled narrowly: "Hey, senior brother, you don't think I want to go to Wushan with you and share the clouds and rain, do you?"
Senior Brother Xiaobai coughed lightly, unfolded his plain fan, and said seriously: "Rong'er wants to eat chicken, this wish is reasonable and reasonable..."
Hey, there is hope! I quickly pricked up my ears and listened carefully to what was going on.
"It's really cruel to eat porridge every day... Your body is like a bundle of dry firewood when I hold it. You need to be replenished..."
I glared at him with burning eyes: "Am I dry firewood?"
I am naturally beautiful, like a fish before a wild goose, a flower shy of a moon. It should be convex... although it is not too convex, and it should be curved... although it is not very curved, but... but how can it be dry wood?
Senior Brother Xiaobai looked me up and down and nodded: "Rong'er is really beautiful, but it's just her stature..."
My eyes widened angrily and I clenched my fists fiercely - Xiaobai, just wait! If you dare to say one more thing, see how I will teach you a lesson!
Senior Brother Xiaobai raised his lips and changed the topic calmly: "I'll give you some fried chicken for lunch. Are you satisfied?"
Hey, can I eat chicken?
"Master said two days ago that your intestines and stomach have been adjusted to some extent, but now you are growing taller. It is not good to eat too light..."
I can eat chicken!
This is truly the happiest birthday of my Ye Rong in fifteen years!
I squatted in the yard and stared at the shadow of the tree for a long time. When the shadow turned towards the north, it was time for lunch...my chicken...spicy fried chicken...
Senior Brother Xiaobai went to the courtyard to enjoy the spring flowers. He happened to see my eager expression and pulled me into the house with a smile: "Rong'er, the fried chicken can't fly. Senior Brother Ten will send it to you later..."
I don’t care, I can feel at ease only if I see fried chicken today!
I lay down on the embroidered couch and stared straight at the stone road leading to Jingshui Residence.
Senior Brother Xiaobai shook his head helplessly and returned to Qingzeyuan.
Finally at noon, I saw my tenth senior brother carrying a food box from a distance to Jingshui Residence.
The crispy chicken is here!
I jumped up from the embroidered couch, put on my embroidered shoes, and ran to the gate.
