President Daddy is always tricked by me

Chapter 702
No need to ask, Xu Feng'e also knows what Aunt Liu does with millet, and for whom.

Aunt Liu made it very carefully, soaking it first, then boiling it, and the cooking time was very long.

Cooked slowly over low heat, the more you look at it, the more irritating it becomes.

Xu Feng'e glanced at Zhou Ziqing, and the two of them retreated silently.

Zhou Ziqing pressed her temples and walked slowly back to the living room. "Why……"

He called out in pain.

Mrs. Qin took a look. "What's wrong?"

Zhou Ziqing waved his hand and said with a frown. "Grandma, it's nothing, just a headache, maybe it's a cold?"

Xu Feng'e added in a low voice from behind. "It's probably because Qin Muchuan has been in a hurry to get angry these few days. Miss Zhou couldn't eat well and sleep well, and she went out to socialize very late last night. Is it affected?"

Mrs. Qin nodded understandingly. "Yes, I'm afraid I'm on fire!"

Zhou Ziqing continued. "Grandma, don't worry, auntie, I'm really fine! Just go upstairs and take a rest!"

After finishing speaking, she deliberately walked upstairs slowly.

After all, she is a great hero of the Qin family, so Grandma Qin has to ask her a question. "Miss Zhou, what do you want to eat tonight, I'll let the kitchen prepare it!"

Zhou Ziqing continued to press her temples, speaking weakly. "My stomach is full of fire and I don't have much appetite. I don't have anything to eat!"

"If you don't want to eat, you have to eat something. Look at you, you haven't eaten well for several meals!" Xu Feng'e said deliberately seriously. "If you don't pay attention to nutrition, isn't it damaging your body?"

Zhou Ziqing is also very 'simple'. "There's really nothing to eat, or just give me some rice porridge!"

Xu Feng'e took it over immediately. "Rice porridge? Then prepare millet porridge for you. This person needs to replenish his vitality when he is in poor health. Millet is the best food! Okay, I'll let the kitchen prepare it!"

"Thank you, Auntie!" Zhou Ziqing smiled gratefully.

"It's just a millet porridge, thank you!"

After speaking, Xu Feng'e looked at her aunt. "Sister-in-law Qing, go to the kitchen and have a look, we seem to have some millet at home, cook two black eggs!"

"Okay, I'll go right away!" Mrs. Qing's answering voice obviously contained such a conspiracy.

As soon as Mrs. Qing entered the kitchen, she began to rummage east and west, up and down the rice cabinet. "What's the matter, what about the millet that my wife asked me to buy before, I remember I bought some and didn't eat it, why can't I find it?"

As soon as Steward Liu heard this, he realized that he was looking for trouble.

She didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly took away the freshly cooked millet porridge.

Damn, these days, you can't take away what you put in your stomach, and you don't know who ate these things later.

She carried the tray and hadn't walked a few steps.

"Sister Liu, wait..." Aunt Qing called out.

Steward Liu pretended not to hear, and continued walking forward.

Aunt Qing strode up to Aunt Liu and blocked her way with her arms outstretched. "I called you, didn't you hear me?"

Butler Liu was afraid that the millet porridge would be snatched away, so he took a step back. "Sister Qing, what's the matter?"

"What did you cook?" Aunt Qing questioned.

"It's just a little food, nothing!"

"Let me see!" Aunt Qing reached out and was about to lift the lid.

"No!" Aunt Liu stepped back.

Aunt Qing raised her eyes and asked sternly. "Is it millet porridge in yours?"

"no no……"

Aunt Liu cherished this bowl of porridge very much, so her movements were naturally cautious, and Aunt Qing's movements were very fast, so she naturally couldn't avoid it.

Just like that, Mrs. Qing lifted the lid easily and easily.

The glutinous millet porridge was just exposed to the air.

Mrs. Qing said loudly as if she had caught a thief. "You stole my millet!"

"I found this millet out of the cupboard. How could it be stolen? I don't even steal gold, silver, or banknotes. How could I steal such a small thing? It's ridiculous!" Aunt Wang retorted loudly.

"You stole it in the first place. I bought this millet for my wife before. Now you cook it. You have stolen it. What else can you deny!" Qingsao said.

Aunt Liu resisted the urge to curse, and said calmly. "Okay, even if this millet belongs to your wife, I'll buy some tomorrow and return it to you, okay?"

Aunt Qing turned her gaze away, and said unreasonably. "No, I won't sell this millet!"

"I'll ask your wife!" Aunt Liu said angrily.

"If you ask, it's useless to ask!"

Aunt Liu took a deep breath. "I'll ask for nothing, but I don't believe that the dignified wife of the Qin family can be so stingy and unreasonable!"

"Hey, what's the matter? Why did the topic get around me?" Xu Feng'e asked with a raised voice.

Aunt Liu looked at Xu Feng'e, before she could speak, Aunt Qing began to speak. "Madam, didn't you ask me to cook a bowl of rice porridge for Miss Zhou? I was looking for Xiaomi, only to find out that Aunt Liu used up Xiaomi!"

Xu Feng'e said generously. "Just use it, it's not a valuable thing. As a family, don't worry about it, it seems that our family is very different."

Aunt Liu nodded, and said flatteringly. "My wife is absolutely right. I know that my wife must be very magnanimous, and she is not a small-minded person!"

"En!" Xu Feng'e nodded.

Aunt Qing said immediately. "But the problem is, there is only so much millet left in our family, and she used it, how can I make it for Miss Zhou?"

Xu Feng'e asked strangely. "That's all the millet?"

"That's right, otherwise I wouldn't argue with her!"

Xu Feng'e smiled apologetically, and said sorry. "Aunt Liu, take a look, what should I do? Miss Zhou said she wants to make porridge with millet... the old lady asked me to make it!"

"Can I eat something else? How about I make a bowl of jujube porridge for Miss Zhou?" Aunt Liu swallowed her anger.

"That can't be done. Miss Zhou is feeling sick right now. She can't eat anything. She just wants to eat this millet porridge!" Xu Feng'e laughed, but she was actually deadly vicious.

"Ma'am, young mistress had an accident last night and almost lost her life. Can you give her this bowl of millet porridge!" Aunt Liu begged.

God, how does this feel like the damn old society?

It's just a bowl of millet porridge, is she worth begging for such a fat person?

But this is a villa, it will take a long time to go out here, and it will be too late to buy it from outside, isn't the young lady very hungry?

So no matter what, she also wanted to stay.

"Or...you can make red date porridge for Wanwan, or it's bird's nest!" Xu Feng'e made a gesture to take the millet porridge away.

"Don't..." Aunt Liu wanted to protect her.

But one person is no match for several people, she can only watch the millet porridge being taken away...

(End of this chapter)