When she just walked to the gate, the lady saw them and turned back home with a cold face. She was thinking that they had offended her.
But she has never seen this aunt!
"What are you looking at?"
Jiang Huizhi was not easy to mess with at first glance. When she raised her eyebrows, her eyes were so sharp that it felt like thorns pricking her body.
Meng Yao did not provoke her, looked at Uncle Hu, and said with a smile on his face: "Uncle, try how it tastes!"
No need for Meng Yao to say, Uncle Hu had already picked up the spoon and poured the spicy spicy soup into the bowl.
How do you make this spicy spicy soup? First smell the taste and second look at the soup. If you can make both of them well, you can't go wrong.
Old Man Hu picked it up, blew it and took a bite. When he got the beard in his mouth, it stood up.
"This is the taste, this is the taste. I have tasted authentic spicy spicy soup."
When Jiang Huizhi heard what Old Man Hu said, she stretched out her hand to push him away and squeezed to the pot, "Get up, let me have a taste!"
Jiang Huizhi didn't take the bowl, scooped it up with a spoon, and ate it with the spoon.
When she got it into her mouth, she didn't yell excitedly like Old Man Hu. She just quietly finished the hot spicy soup in the spoon, then put down the spoon, turned around and left.
"Hey, aunt?"
Meng Yao shouted in confusion, but Uncle Hu waved his hand to tell her to stop shouting.
"Leave her alone!"
Meng Yao couldn't help but blink.
She was wondering about the identity of this lady, could she be...
"What are you thinking about?"
Uncle Hu glared at Meng Yao with a stern face, his beard fluttering.
I don't know what happened, but the beard was stained with spicy soup, and Uncle Hu didn't notice it either.
The messy thoughts in Meng Yao's head disappeared instantly, and he forced a smile and shook his head, "No, I didn't think about anything!"
"Uncle, are you satisfied? That plaster..."
"snort!"
Uncle Hu snorted coldly, "You little girl, you are so unreliable."
Meng Yao: "..." What's wrong with her? Didn't he replace the spicy soup with plaster as he said?
"What's wrong with an old man like me asking you to cook a meal for me? You still want to ask for my plaster, which is the plaster I use to treat illnesses. If I give the plaster to you, my back will be sore again.
Yes, who will take care of me?"
Meng Yao: "..." She had raised this issue before. It was obviously the old man who said she didn't need to worry about it, so why did she change her excuses now?
Qi Boyan appeared at the door of the kitchen with an indifferent tone, "Uncle, what do you think we should do?"
Uncle Hu felt a chill on the back of his head. He pulled Meng Yao and pointed at the kitchen door behind him, "Go and tell him to stay away. I don't want to talk to him!"
"Go, go, let him go, this is our business, don't let him get involved!"
Meng Yao: "..." Could it be that the villain has his own villain buff and is even afraid of the old man he met for the first time?
Meng Yao couldn't help but look at Qi Boyan and bared his teeth at him, "It's okay. I'm a good man. He won't give me plaster. How about you sit outside for a while?"
Uncle Hu snorted.
Qi Boyan's cold eyes moved slightly, Meng Yao winked at him again, and then he slowly walked away.
As soon as he left, Uncle Hu groaned and said that Meng Yao didn't even look at him, "What do you think is there to marry such a man? He has a cold face and a cold heart. He doesn't even know how to respect the elderly. Why did you fall in love with him?"
While talking, I couldn't help but smack my lips. I wanted to drink some soup, but I also wanted to bring home a cook who knew how to cook.
If it hadn't been for that big man, he would have deceived this innocent little girl. Really, it's not a good idea to marry anyone. If you marry such a man who can see clearly and can't hide anything, this little girl will suffer in the future.
?
Meng Yao didn't know about the secret confrontation between the two, and he looked embarrassed when he heard it.
The villain just asked a question, didn't you mean to disrespect the old man?
"Uncle, you..."
"Forget it, you won't listen even after I say it, and you won't do anything even after hearing it. Why am I telling you this?"
Meng Yao: "..." She really couldn't understand what the uncle was saying.
Uncle Hu's long beard fluttered as he spoke, and the soup clinging to his beard sparkled.
Meng Yao saw it and pointed at his beard. He was about to tell Uncle Hu that his beard was stained with soup, but he curled his beard and rolled his hand.
Uncle Hu stared again, glaring at his beard and his hands, almost tearing his eyes out.
Meng Yao laughed dryly and advised him, "Uncle, it's okay, just wash it off and it'll be fine!"
Uncle Hu continued to glare, but this time he was staring at Meng Yao.
"You little girl, you really don't..."
"It's unreal!"
Meng Yao has been told so many times by Uncle Hu that Meng Yao can still do it.
"Uncle, I think you are not serious. We have agreed before that if you like it, you will give me the plaster. How can you..."
"Why don't you keep your words?"
Although Meng Yao thought that the old man would not refuse to give the plaster, this was what he said himself, and she was not wrong either.
Uncle Hu started blowing his beard again, "Who can keep his word? Did I say I wouldn't give it to you? I asked if I would give it to you, what should I do?"
Meng Yao: "..." Doesn't this mean the same thing?
"Then you..." What should I do?
Just as Meng Yao was about to ask this question, she noticed that Uncle Hu had been staring at her, as if expecting what she would say next.
She blinked and closed her mouth instantly.
Uncle Hu was anxious and asked hurriedly: "I'm asking you, what's wrong? Why didn't you tell me?"
Meng Yao looked at the sky speechlessly, but finally followed Uncle Hu's words, "Uncle, what do you think we should do?"
Uncle Hu was amused, and then quickly tightened his old face, "Well, you will come to cook for me every now and then. I don't ask you to make it delicious, as long as it can be eaten."
Meng Yao frowned and asked, "If I don't agree, will you not give me the plaster?"
"Of course not!"
Uncle Hu leisurely picked up the spoon and poured it into the bowl, as if he was sure that Meng Yao would agree, "We have already agreed, and I will definitely not fail to keep my word. This code belongs to..."
"Then I won't agree! One code means one code, you can't keep your word!"
Uncle Hu: "..."
Meng Yao got five plasters from Uncle Hu.
This plaster is made by the doctor himself and is not for takeout, so there is no logo on the plaster, like a future three-no product.
Meng Yao grinned happily from ear to ear and kept thanking Uncle Hu.
Uncle Hu served out a bowl of spicy soup and sat under the grape trellis while eating it. When he heard her thank you, he snorted coldly.
If you want to sincerely thank you, you won't not help him make delicious food. It's all fake.
Qi Boyan stood next to Meng Yao. Seeing how happy she was, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly, "It's getting late, we should go back!"
When Meng Yao looked at the sun, she realized that it was getting late and she still had a lot to do.
"That's it, uncle, we..."
"Let's go, let's go."
Uncle Hu waved his hand impatiently.
I thought this little girl was quite innocent and easy to deceive, but I didn't expect that she turned out to be very mean-spirited. I'm so angry!
Meng Yao opened his mouth, "Uncle, eat slowly!"
Uncle Hu couldn't help but snort again.
Go, go quickly.
Don't forget to tell them that Old Man Sun lives next door.
Even if you leave, you must come back.
See, there is a time when you ask him.
Uncle Hu thought a lot, but when he saw the two people really leaving like that, he was so angry that his beard almost fell off.