Chapter 279 (2/2)

I didn't expect that people in the countryside and mountains could make such delicious soup. Then he followed murongbo and saw which dish he took and which one he ate. Not to mention, every dish on the table tastes very good.

Murongbo was also attracted by the aftertaste of the sausage. For a moment, he forgot to take care of the one around him. When he was half full, he found that Gongsun Yu was also sweating.

I couldn't help picking my eyebrows and asked, ”when can you eat so much?”

Gongsun Yu then lifted his head from the bowl, wiped the soup around his mouth, and said in surprise, ”I don't know. I don't think I feel uncomfortable after eating these things. Instead, I feel very comfortable in my internal organs. Unexpectedly, the things here are even more effective than medicated diet.”

Seeing Gongsun Yu's face has a rare trace of ruddy, which makes Murong Boden commit an occupational disease. Put down your chopsticks and feel Gongsun Yu's pulse.

The Wang family was confused. Tian Yuqiao hurriedly said, ”Mom, the Gongsun childe is not in good health. It seems that they can't eat ordinary things. Alas, they are also poor. They haven't eaten good things. They even grab our big turnip soup.”

Tian Yuqiao never forgets to make fun of the two people. Who let them hurt themselves to be told by Wang? Hum, you asked for it. You deserve it!

Gongsun Yu did not expect that he ate a little more and was sympathized by a small village girl, oh no, by her family. On the other side of murongbo, he looked surprised.

”God, your condition seems to be getting better. Is it related to the radish?” Murong Bo frowned.

Gongsun Yu was stunned and then said, ”it seems that these dishes are good for my condition.”

Yuantong burst out laughing and said, ”you're too much. Even if you want to eat all these delicious food, you can't use such a lie as a reason. Even children can't deceive such a reason.”

Gongsun Yu's face reddened even more, which was the kind of embarrassed redness. Seeing that there were so many dishes, it was not easy for him to boost his appetite. He must not miss this opportunity.

When the bodyguards outside came in, they saw such a scene through the glazed window. The aristocratic son of his family is sitting cross legged on someone else's Kang, competing with the son Murong next to him for the last piece of meat on the plate

”God, am I right? Our childe can eat ordinary things.”

”Yes, isn't that childe Murong also very picky? Usually he doesn't eat this and that is bad. Today, his stomach seems to have been stretched for several times.”

”Oh, it turns out that the Shizi is not that he can't eat, but that the things made by the family's cook are not to his taste.”