The host of Kuaichuan is domineering

Chapter 671 My Wolf Friend (8)

Jiang Tang didn't want to mess up the house, otherwise it would be troublesome to clean.

Lang Jiuchao didn't even eat the food she gave, let alone obediently let her take the medicine.

How to do?
Jiang Tang crouched opposite the sofa, thinking involuntarily.

She has never raised wolves before, but raising wolves should be similar to raising dogs, do they need to be neutered, or should they be mated first...

Lang Jiuchao still huddled into a ball, not knowing what terrible things the girl opposite was thinking about.

Forget it.

Jiang Tang stood up.

Let's deal with it after his wound becomes inflamed and passes out.

Feelings can’t be forced, it’s better to worry about what to eat for lunch than to worry about it.

There was only one person in the house, and it was extremely quiet.

Seeing Jiang Tang leave the kitchen, Lang Jiuchao poked his head out slowly, stared at the plate of food in front of him, sniffed it, it was delicious.

She also ate just now.

Then he'll just eat the piece she has left, and he'll be fine.

Then, the man cautiously stretched out his hand, grabbed the ham that Jiang Tang took a bite of, took a tentative bite, swallowed it whole, and quickly finished the rest.

……

In the kitchen, Jiang Tang opened the refrigerator door in a daze. There were vegetables, meat, and a half-eaten small cake in the crisper.

On the original owner's birthday two days ago, her uncle sent a birthday cake, strawberry flavored, sweet and delicious.

After thinking about it, Jiang Tang took out a radish and a piece of meat from the refrigerator.

Eat radish stew at noon, and then cook a small bowl of rice, and the remaining rice is just right for porridge at night.

Then when Jiang Tang was ready and delicious, and then returned to the living room, he realized that the plate of food that was placed in the corner in the morning was gone.

Jiang Tang raised his eyebrows.

Sure enough, I was still not hungry enough.

At around seven o'clock in the evening, the bride downstairs had already begun to make trouble in the bridal chamber. Jiang Tang went downstairs to throw out the trash, and the aunt downstairs directly gave her a bag of sugar and two cakes.

"Girl, come to my house for dinner tonight!"

Jiang Tang hesitated for a while, and the enthusiastic aunt directly pulled Jiang Tang into the door.

"Auntie, I have a dog at home and I want to feed it."

"Oh, there is no one in your family. Today my son got married and left a lot of food. Why don't you just bring some back upstairs and these candies. Come and take them all. We don't have children at home. , and no one likes to eat this, get more!"

Then, Jiang Tang stood at the door with a large bag of lunch boxes in one hand and a large bag of wedding candy in the other, smiling like a flower in spring.

"Thank you, auntie, I wish my brother a happy wedding!"

"Thank you, auntie. Isn't it the weekend tomorrow morning? Remember to go downstairs for porridge!"

The custom here is that on the second day of the wedding, the host cooks a big pot of porridge and distributes it to neighbors.

Jiang Tang was naturally happy and nodded cheerfully.

Back upstairs, Jiang Tang poured all the dishes he brought up into plates and placed them on the table in the living room. With the leftovers from lunch, he turned on the TV and ate while watching TV.

Obviously, the TV attracted Lang Jiuchao's attention, and Jiang Tang heard him growl and bared his teeth in the direction of the TV.

She turned and dropped her elbows to the ground, pushing in front of him.

"Eat."

Lang Jiuchao sniffed, then lowered his head and started to eat.

There are bones in the elbow, and the man grabbed it and gnawed it directly. When the bone was crushed, it made a crunching sound, which echoed in the small living room.

After eating, Jiang Tang handed him the lamb leg again.

Another two or three mouthfuls, gnawing all the bones and meat.

The meat is gone.

There was only vegetables left, and fried shredded green peppers were pushed over. Lang Jiuchao smelled it, took a bite, and never moved the plate again.

(End of this chapter)