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Chapter 250 To drink or not to drink (2)

If he hadn't heard about Liu Shaobai's return, Huai Yan would never have appeared in front of Qi Baimeng with this broken body.

He was really worried.

Liu Shaobai was standing outside the courtyard gate with herbal medicine in hand, listening to the conversation between Huaiyan and Qi Baimeng, with an unpredictable look on her face.

"Boss..." Chi Yu felt the change in Liu Shaobai's mood.

Liu Shaobai did not speak, but walked into the courtyard carrying the medicinal meal.

Huaiyan and Qi Baimeng did not expect Liu Shaobai to come here at this moment. When they saw Liu Shaobai, they were stunned for a moment.

Huai Yao's face turned pale. In a panic, he wanted to avoid Liu Shaobai's sight and prevent Liu Shaobai from noticing his lame leg. In the end, he rushed forward in a hurry.

Just when Huaiyan was about to fall to the ground, a small hand gently held Huaiyan's swaying body.

"Uncle Huai." Liu Shaobai came to Huai Yan's side at some point and called out in a low voice.

The sound of "Uncle Huai" instantly made Huai Yan's eyes turn red.

He raised his eyes and looked at the girl he had protected for a long time. When he thought about how he would no longer be able to fight for her in the future, his heart ached like a knife.

"Eldest...else..." Huaiyan tried hard to calm down his voice.

"Where did Uncle Huai go? I haven't seen you for a long time. Could it be that Shao Bai did something wrong and made Uncle Huai unhappy?" Liu Shaobai looked at Huai Yan, as if he didn't notice his lameness, with a confused look on his face.

Open your mouth and say.

Huaiyan was slightly startled and immediately shook his head.

"No...it's not..."

Liu Shaobai smiled slightly and said, "I knew Uncle Huai would not abandon me."

Huaiyan's heart was stung by Liu Shaobai's words. He lowered his head dejectedly, looked at his crippled legs, and secretly clenched his fists.

"Xiao Bai, your Uncle Huai has something to do during this time, so he is busy outside." Qi Baimeng said to comfort him.

"Are you done now?" Liu Shaobai looked curious.

Qi Bai dreamed of saying no, but when he saw Liu Shaobai's expectant eyes, he swallowed it.

"Busy working."

Qi Baimeng knew that Huaiyan felt that he was useless and did not want to stay and drag them down as a mother and daughter. However, Huaiyan was dragged down by them, and they absolutely could not leave Huaiyan alone.

Liu Shaobai smiled slightly, "That's just right. I just learned a few dishes and am planning to cook them for my mother to try. When Uncle Huai comes back, we can try my cooking together."

As soon as Liu Shaobai said this, Huaiyan and Qi Baimeng noticed that Liu Shaobai was still holding a bowl of porridge in his hand.

However, after hearing that Liu Shaobai had learned a few dishes, their expressions suddenly became a little complicated.

Liu Shaobai was mentally retarded and usually stayed at Chiyanhou Mansion and rarely went out.

She wanted to play and make trouble, and most of the people in the Hou family were spoiled by her.

When Liu Shaobai was young, he didn't know what kind of temper he suddenly had. One day, he suddenly ran up to Qi Baimeng and Liu Yunchen with a pot in hand.

He said he cooked the food and invited his mother and father to taste it.

The two elders naturally coaxed her, but that one pot of rice made the strong Liu Yunchen suffer from vomiting and diarrhea, and she lay in bed for three days and three nights.

Even after many years, the lethality of that pot of rice is still fresh in Qi Baimeng's memory.

Huaiyan had never eaten it before, but he had seen with his own eyes the tough-blooded Marquis of his family, vomiting like a willow tree...

Now when they heard that Liu Shaobai was going to cook, the expressions on the two people's faces were extremely exciting.


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