The caterpillar came out of the bag and crawled to Su Hen's bowl.
Originally, when girls saw mice, cockroaches, caterpillars and other things, they would be frightened and panicked.
However, Su Hen is not an ordinary girl.
When she saw the caterpillar crawling up to her rice bowl, she picked it up and started playing with it with great interest.
She was full anyway, so it didn't matter if she played with caterpillars to make other people lose their appetite.
Sure enough, Lu Xiaojing was the first to jump up and screamed, "It's so disgusting, Grandpa, she is playing with caterpillars on purpose, get her out quickly."
"Then I won't play anymore and let you play!"
After Su Hen finished speaking, he flicked the chopsticks in his hand, and the caterpillar flew into Lu Xiaojing's bowl and lay on the bowl of rice.
"ah--"
Lu Xiaojing screamed, pushed the bowl forward, and bounced away from the table and chair.
The food on the table turned into a mess because of her big move.
"Ha, when I'm full, I went upstairs to sleep!"
When Su Hen saw that the show was almost over, he stood up, patted his butt, and walked away quickly.
There was a lot of noise in the dining room after she left...
This was no longer within the realm of what she wanted to consider.
Who allowed them to use such low-IQ tricks as caterpillars to deal with themselves?
It is simply an insult to my own courage and courage!
Even if a big python was used to scare her, her eyebrows would not move.
She came to Huang Ma's room and saw Huang Ma having dinner with Fang Zhanjing. The two of them were eating and talking and laughing, which was so cozy.
"Hey, Miss, why are you here?"
Huang Ma saw her, put down the bowl and chopsticks, stood up and asked in surprise.
"I'm full, so I came to see you."
Su Hen said.
"Would you like some more?"
Huang Ma was worried that Su Hen would be made trouble by the Lu family and not eat, so she hurriedly said, "I made the hand cakes from my hometown. It tastes good. Do you want to try it?"
Su Hen looked at the large pieces of hand cake placed on the plate and thought of Dayong.
Dayong also has this kind of hand cake, and she really likes it.
So, I sat down without any courtesy.
"See if you like it."
Huang Ma set out clean dishes and chopsticks for her and gave her a piece.
"Hehe, you are lucky. My mother made this hand cake with all her heart for my son. You can eat it, but you have benefited from me."
Fang Zhanjing said with a smile.
"We are friends, and we have good things to share."
Su Hen smiled slyly and took a bite without ceremony.
Charred on the outside and tender on the inside, it is fragrant and has a flavor similar to that made by the imperial chef in Dayong Palace.
"How is it? Is it delicious?"
Huang Ma saw her thoughtful look and asked hurriedly.
"delicious."
Su Hen nodded, looked at Huang Ma and asked, "Can you cook it for me more often in the future?"
This hand-caught cake gave her a little more sense of reality, and she clearly understood that she had really come to a completely different world from Dayong.
For Dayong, this is the world more than three thousand years later.
She is not an ordinary resurrected person, and she probably will never be able to go back.
"That's great. The young lady loves to eat so much. It doesn't matter if I make it every day."
Huang's mother smiled when she saw that she liked the hand cakes she made.
"I'm jealous."
Fang Zhanjing said deliberately from the side, "I can only eat the cakes you make once a week, but she can eat them every day. It's so unfair."
