When the live broadcast of Kuaichuan is in progress

Chapter 472
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The smell of meat wafted in the small courtyard, and the sleeping Wang Yuhui couldn't help swallowing.

Only Miss Wang, the silly Baitian's daughter, felt that Sheng Ge was working so hard to make up for Wang Yuhui's body.

With several seasonings in succession, the aroma of the barbecue is even stronger.

Miss Wang stared intently at Shengge's skillful barbecue, looking greasy.

Miss Wang wondered if my mother had used up all the oil left in the house.

Is it okay to eat meat?

Although I just went to the restaurant with my mother to have a full meal yesterday, how can I eat enough meat?

The fragrance is getting stronger and stronger, and the taste is drifting farther and farther.

Shengge's culinary skills have always been good, but in the last world, she was a big boss, and there was a beautiful young lady Azhu who was cooking in person. day's menu.

It can be said that in the last world, she lived a very happy life.

Although he is a big ugly guy, and even though he has a silly and sweet son, the food is very good.

Alas, she also has a silly and sweet daughter in this world.

Wang Yuhui, who was in a coma, was finally awakened by the smell of meat, it was so fragrant, so fragrant.

The rich aroma made Wang Yuhui temporarily forget the pain subconsciously, thinking that he could finally eat a delicious meal.

Could it be that the poisonous woman has found out her conscience and wants him to make up for it?

As the saying goes, what you eat makes you better. He is so thin and his legs are hurt, so he should eat some meat and eat some ribs to keep fit.

Well, even though the poisonous woman behaved well, he couldn't forgive the poisonous woman so quickly.

Humph.

wait, wait...

Wang Yuhui had been waiting for Shengge to bring him some meat, but he couldn't wait.

Wang Yuhui raised his neck eagerly, looking at the yard through the narrow window.

Well, don't worry, it looks like I haven't started eating yet.

……

……

Wang's youngest son hurried and hurried, and finally came back before the meal time.

Meaty...

Could it be that Cheng Niang felt that she owed him, so she wanted to make up for him?
He knew that his mother was reluctant to part with his only son.

It has to be said that the brain circuits of Wang Xiaozi and Wang Yuhui are ghostly similar.

"Mom, I'm back."

Wang's youngest son said with a smile on his face, and he was almost jumping around and humming a little song to express his joy.

With the meat, even the foot kicked by the mother doesn't hurt anymore.

As for dad...

It was because the rake hurt my father, and it didn't seem to have much to do with my mother.

Follow mother to have meat to eat, and then go to see father after he is full.

Shengge raised his head, gave Wang's youngest son a chilly look, and spoke lightly.

"I'm back."

"Have you earned enough to eat?"

"Yaoer, even if you want to study hard like the sages, you still have to have porridge, what do you think?"

"The pot is in the kitchen. There should be firewood. Let's make a fire and cook porridge."

As he spoke, Sheng Ge's eyes narrowed.

Wang Yuhui scum...

Wang's youngest son was not much better.

Could it be that she looks like the kind of magnanimous person who smiles at each other and wipes away all grievances?
Of course, it's not impossible to meet each other with a smile and get rid of all grievances, and you'll be beaten to death first, as long as you can still smile beautifully, everything is negotiable.

Miss Wang: (;Д)!
Wang's youngest son: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

Overheard Wang Yuhui: (#Д)
How dare this poisonous woman.

Yao'er is the son he puts high hopes on, not only for the glory of the ancestors, but also for the continuation of the incense.

He has been a poor scholar all his life until now, and he has no way to make a name for himself. If his only son is starved to death, how should he explain to his ancestors.

However, it shouldn't be a problem if the son is young and strong and hungry.

Anyway, he is old, and he can eat more of the meat his son saved.

After thinking about it, Wang Yuhui immediately felt at ease.

"Mother, my son is incompetent and has not earned anything to eat."

"Mother, my son will definitely not let you down, and will definitely work hard. But, mother, can you let your son eat first?"

"Sharpening a knife is not the same as chopping firewood. Only when you are full can you have the strength to support yourself. Learn the way of sages."

Wang's youngest son tried his best to fool Sheng Ge.

Shengge blinked, what she said made sense, but she was speechless.

However, being speechless doesn't prevent her from giving food to Wang's youngest son.

Hahaha(ω)hiahiahia
She hits the rabbit, she decides.

Listen to the words of Wang's youngest son, you can only have the strength to support yourself when you are full. It's like shouting slogans every day that you want to lose weight.

Well, you have the strength to lose weight if you are full first.

Unexpectedly, Wang's youngest son also had such an awareness.

"Yao'er, you are worthy of being a scholar, you have a nice way of speaking."

"Mother has suffered from being uneducated all her life, so she is not as good at talking as you are."

"It seems that mother will read more books in the future, so that she won't be left speechless by what you say."

"Fortunately, the waiter in the shop knows the current affairs, and didn't move all your books and your father's books away. Mother is so happy."

Shengge cut off a piece of rabbit's head with a knife, blew it a little, and chewed it in his mouth under the envy of Wang's youngest son.

While eating, he sighed, as if he wanted to describe the fragrance.

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……

If you walk too sloppy, you will flash your waist: anchor, how can you be so cheap, you are going to laugh at Miss Ben to death, you really kill without blood.

Lang Jiujiu: It's inexplicably cool. Seeing Wang's youngest son's face, it's really satisfying.

Dimly lit place: It turns out that killing people is not the only way to make people feel happy. It is also okay for a serious anchor like the anchor to pretend to be stupid and choke to death.

Anchor: Calm down, it’s just a routine operation.

Having become acquainted with the group of glass scumbags in the live broadcast room, Shengge has long been shining brightly with a little sunshine.

Isn't it just to hate people?
It's just trivial.

Normal operation, not worth mentioning.

Shengge's voice fell, and the live broadcast room was filled with a screen full of slightly slightly. Obviously, these glass scumbags also knew that Shengge was pissed.

……

……

After hearing the embarrassing words of their mother, Wang's youngest son and Wang's eldest daughter were quite speechless.

They really wanted to know if Mother was poking someone's wound on purpose.

Also, what does it mean not to speak?

It's clear that Niang is the kind who can fight a hundred with one enemy, okay?

"Mother, if you want to read and write, my son can teach you."

Wang's youngest son said in a pitiful manner.

As long as you are full first, everything is negotiable.

Mother, your old man is sharing a rabbit's leg with his son.

Hearing this, Sheng Ge glanced at Wang's youngest son, smacked his lips, and shook his head.

"Mother, don't waste your time."

"After all, you not only have to read books and take exams, but you also have to find ways to make a living. Why do you have the nerve to bother you?"

"Your time is precious, otherwise you would have to go hungry, mother really can't bear it."

　happy mid-Autumn Festival.

　　Mmm~(^з^)-☆

　　
　
(End of this chapter)