Chapter 19： (1/2)

Miaomiao took out his arithmetic notebook from her small schoolbag and turned over the two pages to be written this weekend. Before starting to work on the question, Qin Yu said: ”Miaomiao, do you think Xiong Daxiong is good-looking?”

”It looks good.” Miaomiao raised her head and replied. That's her little nephew, how could it not look good!

Qin Yu thought for a while, and said, ”Then...I lose weight until they are as thin, okay?”

”No!” Miaomiao frowned immediately, ”Taro, you will lose so much weight all at once, and it will be unhealthy! Take your time, thin to a little bit fatter than me, and then return to normal. Let’s keep exercise.”

Miaomiao kept remembering what the system sister said, it’s not good to lose weight too fast. System sister is still worried now, after she adds Qin Yu's health value to 80, Qin Yu will lose weight crazy. Although Miaomiao doesn't understand why it is unhealthy to lose weight fast, but the sister of the system said, it is correct!

Qin Yu was a little depressed, ”But... didn't you say Xiong Da Xiong Er is pretty?”

”You look good too! You are so cute too! I am so cute too. Adults call me cute.” Then, Miaomiao put down her small pencil and narcissistically raised her hand and rubbed her cheek. ”My brothers, sisters, uncles, aunts, grandparents, and grandparents who have pinched my face all say that my face is tender and tender, saying that I am cute.”

”Xiong Da Xiong Er is good-looking, but the meat is also good-looking.” Miaomiao cautiously stretched out her hand, pinched Qin Yu's cheek, and then gently rubbed it a few times.

Qin Yu's face turned red, and he was too nervous to look at her, ”You...do you really think I can?”

”of course!”

Qin Yu felt very happy. Since he gained weight, no one but his family had praised him so much. Miaomiao was the only one.

She really is a little angel!

Qin Yu said shyly: ”Do your homework first. Wait and watch me exercise, so don't follow. You have also lost weight recently.”

When Miaomiao heard this, she panicked immediately. She squeezed the flesh on her cheek in a hurry, and then squeezed her little fleshy hand to make sure that the flesh was still there, and then he was relieved.

She breathed a sigh of relief and looked like a small adult: ”Fortunately, the meat is still there. Then I have to eat more at noon, so I won't exercise in the afternoon.”

Qin Yu nodded quickly. She told her father yesterday that Miaomiao likes to eat fried chicken drumsticks. His father's cooking skills are good. Today, I will show my skills and let Miaomiao have a taste.

At noon, Qin Yifeng cooks according to the dishes Miaomiao likes reported by Qin Yu.

When Miaomiao and Qin Yu came out to sit after washing their hands, they were a little surprised to see Qin Yifeng wearing an apron. Uncle Shuai looked very uncomfortable, but he didn't expect the dishes to be so delicious!

Xia Chenxi set the tableware for the two children. After Miaomiao thanked him, she carefully ate the dishes. Every time she tasted a dish, her eyes brightened.

Is taro really fat because of illness? Are you sure it’s not that the food at home is too delicious, because you usually eat too much to get fat?

Qin Yu looked at Miaomiao cautiously, ”Is my father's food delicious?”

”Yeah, it's delicious!” Miaomiao nodded madly, looking at Qin Yifeng admiringly.

The little guys have to take a nap after lunch. This time they have to take a nap in Qin Yu’s room. Miaomiao lay on the bed and said enviously: ”Taro, I envy you so much. My dad has been working. I can go out to play with me one day, sometimes not even a day. I also want my father to be at home all the time.”

Qin Yu explained: ”Actually, my father is not at home usually, but you are coming today, so he stayed.”

”Well, then we are so pitiful.” Miaomiao frowned, and said with some distress: ”But I still envy you. My dad doesn't seem to know how to cook. Your dad is so amazing, he looks good. The cooked food is so delicious.”

Qin Yu: ”...” Suddenly I feel a little unhappy, I don't know why.

After Miaomiao left that day, Qin Yu stepped on the slippers to pull Qin Yifeng's trouser legs, ”Dad, I want to learn how to cook!”

Qin Yifeng: ”...?”

Qin Yu raised his small head with firm eyes, ”I want to be like you, cooking is delicious.” Later, when he grows up, he will cook for Miaomiao, and then listen to her praise herself for being amazing and excellent.

Qin Yifeng didn’t understand why his son asked for such a request, but thought it would be good to be able to cook. At the beginning, when he chased his wife, half of the reason was that he grabbed her stomach first and nodded, “Yes, but you’re too young. Wait until you grow up. Learn it if you don’t have it.”

Qin Yu nodded his little head earnestly, ”Okay! I will definitely learn it!”

When Miaomiao came home this evening, he went to see Wen Fuchen carefully while eating.

At first, Wen Fuchen and Fu Rou hadn't noticed it, but she watched it too many times, how could she not notice?

Don't chat during the meal, so after the dinner, Wen Fuchen hugged Miaomiao in the living room. The TV was playing, but Wen Fuchen didn't want to watch it, and asked, ”What's wrong today? How come my father's little princess has been watching Dad during dinner? Is there anything you want?”

Miaomiao frowned, thought for a while, then nodded his head seriously, ”Hmm!”

”What do you want? Dad will buy it for you.” Wen Fuchen said with a smile.

”Dad, Miaomiao wants to eat the food that dad made.” Miaomiao replied earnestly, her dark eyes staring at Wen Fuchen brightly, her eyes full of expectation, ”Miaomiao went to play at taro's house today. Hello, dad of taro. It's awesome. It looks so good, and it's good at cooking.”

Wen Fuchen's eyelids twitched, cooking? him?

Wen Fuchen has really never started cooking since he was a child. When he was a child, he was in a very good family. Either he had helpers or chefs to do it, or he went out to eat in hotels and restaurants. It can be said that his knowledge of the kitchen is that he would go to the refrigerator to get some drinks when he was thirsty. Suddenly he heard that the little girl was going to eat the food he cooked, and he fell into deep thought, wondering if something would happen to his little princess after eating it.

”Daddy's cooking is awful.” Wen Fuchen rubbed Miaomiao's hair and said, ”Will my aunt do it for you if Miaomiao wants to eat? Or dad ask a chef to cook it for you?”

Miaomiao shook her head, ”Miaomiao wants to eat Dad's food. Other little friends can eat Dad's food, and Miaomiao wants to have it too.”

Wen Fuchen was embarrassed. This requirement was not too much. After all, it was just cooking, but for Wen Fuchen, it was not as simple as buying things for his daughter directly.

When Fu Rou came over, she heard these words and asked in confusion, ”Whose father has done the cooking?”

”Taro family! Taro's father cooks deliciously!” Miaomiao said enviously, ”Miaomiao knows that dad can't, Miaomiao just wants to eat it. It doesn't matter if my dad cooks it badly.”

Fu Rou looked at Wen Fuchen disgustedly, ”Why don't you cook a bowl of noodles? Vegetables can't be fried, so can noodles always be cooked?”

Wen Fuchen said with some embarrassment: ”Instant noodles?”

Fu Rou: ”...Also.”

This evening, Wen Fuchen was ready to go to the kitchen to show off his skills.

He first went to the small shop in the community to buy three flavors of instant noodles, namely braised beef noodles, seafood noodles, and beef noodles.

Then I went into the kitchen, filled the pot with water and turned on the natural gas to start boiling the water. Then the package was opened cleanly and neatly, the carton was torn open, and the seasoning package was taken out. Put all the noodles in the pot, then unpack the seasoning packs, put all the seasoning packs in three large bowls, and soak them in boiling water.

After the water in the pot boiled and boiled the instant noodles for a while, he fished out the noodles and put them in a bowl.

When you're done, Wen Fuchen is very satisfied with his masterpiece. After stirring the noodles in the bowl for a few times, after thinking about it, he took out the boring and nothing to do with the old lady Wen's braised pork and put it on the noodles.

Then it came out.

Miaomiao had already sat at the dining table and waited happily. Smelling the scent of noodles, she sniffed, ”It's so fragrant!”

Miaomiao has never eaten instant noodles. Fu Rou feels that instant noodles are deep-fried and unhealthy to eat, so if you usually eat noodles for breakfast, they are made directly by the noodle maker.

Fu Rou put a bit in her small bowl for Miaomiao. Considering that Miaomiao can't eat spicy food, she ate seafood noodles.

Miaomiao held the chopsticks in her right hand to clamp the noodles, and kept rotating the chopsticks together with two meaty hands, rolled the noodles on the chopsticks, and then stuffed it into her mouth, then took the small spoon and took a sip of the soup.

Wow! delicious!

After she finished eating the noodles in her mouth, she looked at her father with bright eyes, ”Daddy is amazing, the noodles made are so delicious! Not worse than the taro father!”

Wen Fuchen smiled with a guilty conscience, ”Miao Miao likes it.” □ If it doesn't taste good, there won't be so many people eating it.

After eating a small bowl, Miao Miao took a photo with her iPad, and then continued to eat.

She rarely eats midnight snacks, thinking that Qin Yu said that she seemed to be thin today, she swelled her belly.

She returned to the room, touched her chubby belly, and sent out the photos she had previously taken.

Miaomiao first sent it to the family group, and then sent it to Qin Yu. There is a voice on both sides: ”This is the noodles made by my dad, it's so delicious!”

Hee hee hee, dad is so powerful, so show off!

Miaomiao felt very happy. After thinking about it, he added a voice to Qin Yu: ”Taro, my dad will cook too. The first time he cooks noodles today, it tastes so delicious. My dad is a genius!”

Qin Yu, who received the message, saw the picture, pondered for a moment, wondering why the noodles looked so like instant noodles?

Isn't that kind of noodles poured out of the seasoning, poured in boiling water to soak the noodles, and then you can eat it?

However, Miaomiao's noodles still have large ribs. The instant noodles are not so large, so Miaomiao's father should have cooked them, right?

Thinking about this, Qin Yu sent a voice message to reply to Miaomiao: ”Miaomiao's father is so amazing. The first time you cook noodles, it looks so delicious.”

Miaomiao heard the voice and immediately sent it back: ”Hmm, my dad is super awesome! Taro, you come to our house next time, if my dad is there, let my dad cook noodles for you.”

Wen Fuchen, who happened to pass by the door, said: ”...” It is embarrassing. After the girl's classmates come, I will go to the company to work overtime!

Because of the meat on the noodles, Wen Fuchen did not expose the stuffing, including Xiong Daxiong Er, Wen Fanchu, and Jiang Fangfang, who thought the noodles cooked by Wen Fuchen tasted very good. Only Mrs. Wen could see through everything, because she made the meat!

Humph, my son is really worthless, so he sent her granddaughter with instant noodles!

Miaomiao was a little clumsy to operate WeChat and wanted to post to Moments, but although she could send pictures through voice chat, but Moments still couldn’t post it, she took the iPad and ran off with the bunny slippers. Go to Fu Rou, ”Mom, mom, can you help Miaomiao send a picture? Miaomiao wants all my classmates to see the noodles my dad cooks for Miaomiao!”

Wen Fuchen: ”...” I hope that parents of girls and classmates will not log in to their children's WeChat account.

Fu Rou held back a smile, and helped Miaomiao post to Moments, and asked, ”Does Miaomiao have anything to say? Mom will call you up.”

”Hmm...Mom, after this is posted, will there always be records, and Miaomiao will be able to look through it in the future?” Miaomiao asked curiously.

”Yes, when Miaomiao grows up, I can still see the bowl of noodles my father cooked for you.” Fu Rou raised her mouth, and when her daughter grew up, she knew that the noodles her father could cook for her could actually be boiled water. Soaked instant noodles.

Miaomiao frowned and thought about it seriously, and said, ”Then mom, help me write: Miaomiao's father is the best in the world, and Miaomiao loves his father very much! Thank you dad for the noodles he cooked for Miaomiao, especially good to eat!”

Fu Rou originally wanted to wait for her daughter to grow up to watch her husband's jokes, but now she heard these words, and she was a little bit offended for a while.

Should she go to cook a bowl of instant noodles for her children tomorrow night, can she trick a daughter's circle of friends?

Although she felt sour in her heart, Fu Rou followed Miaomiao's words, gave Miaomiao what she wanted to say, and sent out the circle of friends.

Miaomiao held the ipad contentedly and went back to the room.

So that night, Qin Yu's little friend saw his little tablemate sent the first circle of friends with WeChat.

He didn't know Chinese words, so he could only rush to find his mother to read it to himself. After Xia Chenxi finished reading, Qin Yu's little friend clenched his fists, fighting high!

He must learn how to cook in the future, and strive for his father and his father who is better than Miaomiao in cooking! Whatever Miao Miao likes to eat!

On Monday, when Miao Miaohe returned to the kindergarten, he increased Qin Yu's health value to 80.

A health value of 80 means a healthy body. Her taro will definitely lose weight quickly and become very cute!

Because Miaomiao refused to perform on stage with everyone, she was free during the activity class.

Xiong Da and Xiong Er's class only has chorus. At present, the little friends are still singing their own. After all, many little friends have not remembered the lyrics. If you want to practice the chorus, the premise is that you can sing well.

When Xiong Da and Xiong Er came out, they saw Qin Yu skipping rope, and Miao Miao was sitting on the small ladder to one side, and they ran over.

”Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, did your father cook the noodles you used before?” Xiong Er asked as he asked.

”Yes, it's really delicious!” Miaomiao nodded her head excitedly, remembering the taste of the noodles, and couldn't help licking her lips.

”Okay, Dad never made us food.” Xiong Da said with some envy.