The talented lady is busy farming

Chapter 938
"Well, do you want to add some more? There are still a lot of cold noodles." Lin felt that Li Chongguang was quite pitiful, and was always targeted by Xia Wan.

"Thank you, auntie. I'm full. I haven't eaten. I made my aunt laugh." Li Chongguang regained his elegant demeanor, and now the impact of Li Chongguang's injuries on his actions is limited to his inability to straighten his waist.

There is nothing else to do, at least he can maintain his elegant princely demeanor.

"It doesn't matter. Since you are Zhao Ning's cousin and a member of this family, you have suffered such a serious injury. You should make up for it. Can't you eat normally now? Wait for your aunt to cook it for you tomorrow." Yes." Lin still has a good impression of Li Chongguang, a polite young man.

"Then I would like to thank my aunt. Without my aunt, I would have been bullied to death by my cousins." Li Chongguang was full of grievances.

The black lines on Xia Wan's face really make it hard for Li Chongguang, a big man like Prince Yu, to act coquettishly with his mother.

"Mother, don't listen to him. It's not as miserable as he said. How much thought have I spent on his food? If it weren't for us, he wouldn't know where he would have stayed." Xia Wan curled her lips. Said.

"Wan'er." Mrs. Lin glanced at Xia Wan, but she still didn't blame her, she just disapproved.

In Lin's heart, Li Chongguang is a guest, and the host should be more polite to the guests, how could it always be like Xia Wan, as if he would feel uncomfortable if he didn't hate Li Chongguang for a moment.

"Okay, okay, I don't want to say anything, little scholar, if you think it's too hot, don't eat it, we have Qingzhuan to eat at night." Xia Wan looked at Zhao Ning so hot that he was sweating. Wipe it off with a handkerchief.

"It's okay, there is only a little left, don't waste your thoughts." Zhao Ning's bowl of chicken noodle soup has more eggs than other cold noodles, and the kneading time is longer, just to ensure the soft noodles , can still maintain toughness in hot chicken soup.

This bowl of noodles needs at least a quarter of an hour to wake up and knead for a quarter of an hour longer than other doughs, how could Zhao Ning waste it, even if it is hot to death, he still has to eat it.

"You, don't overeat. You shouldn't be too full or too hungry. You can't overeat." Xia Wan looked at Zhao Ning's stomach. Fortunately, it didn't bulge slightly like Li Chongguang's.

Zhao Ning flicked Xia Wan's small chin. She looked like a child who hadn't grown up.

"Okay." Xia Wan smiled slightly, and continued to eat hard. There were already three large bowls empty in front of her, each of which was as big as a small basin.

And Xia Wan is now holding the fourth bowl, "You said I ate too much, so you ate more?" Li Chongguang didn't leave after eating, squinting his eyes to savor the deliciousness just now.

"I'm growing up, and you can only grow fat. Well, there is meat to eat during the Chinese New Year." Xia Wan went back without hesitation.

"Uh." Li Chongguang didn't expect that he could be compared with some kind of animal with long flesh. This summer night is really so, how can Li Chongguang describe it.

"Wan'er has nothing to say, it's because I, as a teacher, didn't teach well, please don't mind." At this time, Mr. Yu had calmed down his turbulent mood. Seeing Li Chongguang really made Mr. Yu feel guilty.

"What did Mr. Yu say? I'm used to it with my cousins. It's okay." Li Chongguang had actually been paying attention to this gentleman, and he had a chance to talk to him only after a meal.

(End of this chapter)