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Chen Chen walked out of the room and touched the kitchen.

At this moment, the entire kitchen is connected to the dining room, it is clear and cold, and there is no one there.

He moved a small bench, opened various equipment familiarly, and then groped in the cabinet for a long time, and finally moved out a large casserole.

He plans to cook porridge for Mommy!
After being in a coma for a day and a night, I must have no appetite when I wake up. I have been on an empty stomach for so long, and I can’t eat too much oily smoke. Drinking some porridge is the best way to warm my stomach.

While Chenchen was washing rice, several recipes were generated in his little brain.

What kind of porridge should I cook for Mommy?

Chen Chen put the casserole on the gas stove, opened the refrigerator, and took a look at the ingredients stored inside.

There are shrimps!

And shiitake mushrooms.

Chen Chen's eyes lit up, he snapped his fingers, and decided to make beauty-enhancing seafood porridge for Mommy!
In the kitchen, the lights are bright.

On the second floor, as soon as the old lady came out of the meditation room and passed the escalator corridor, she caught a glimpse of the kitchen, brightly lit, and faintly heard Luo Luo's voice.

Little one in the kitchen?

The old lady became suspicious and walked towards the kitchen.

As soon as she walked to the door of the kitchen, she heard the lovely voice of "Luo Luo" coming from inside.

"The yellow house and the hill
happy life

teddy with me
small fish can swim
dinosaur george pals

Daddy and Mummy Pig

Studying and outing together..."

Humming the most beloved Peppa Pig theme song, Chen Chen skillfully deveined and shelled the fresh shrimp, and cut the washed shiitake mushrooms into slices.

The old lady walked in in surprise, "Lolo...!?"

Could it be that she is dazzled! ?

She actually saw her precious great-grandson cooking! ?
The old lady couldn't believe her eyes, she rubbed and rubbed.

The range hood was humming.

Therefore, Chen Chen didn't realize when there was a person standing behind him.

until--

"Lolo!"

Mr. Riemann called his name.

It was only then that Chen Chen came to his senses, turned his head, and seeing an old lady whom he had never seen before, he was so frightened that he almost fell off the small bench.

"careful!"

Mr. Li Man was afraid that he would be holding him, so he quickly reached out to pick him up and hugged him in his arms.

Chen Chen instinctively broke free from her arms, and looked at her with some vigilance.

Who is this old woman?
He looked at her from top to bottom, saw that she was dressed richly and well-groomed, and he cleverly guessed the identity of this old woman.

"Grandma?"

Mr. Rieman said a little angrily, "What are you doing!"

She pointed to the casserole on the gas stove, "You...you are..."

Chenchen said awkwardly, "Oh... I'm hungry, I want to make porridge!"

"Little fool, can you cook? You are hungry, just ask the chef to cook for you. How can you go into the kitchen yourself? What kind of place is this? This is a place for low-class people. What are you doing here? "

Mr. Riemann was so distressed.

Chen Chen felt a little nervous.

Last time it was rare for him to cook, he met his great-grandfather, and this time, he met his great-grandmother again?
He has stayed in Fu's house for so long, and rarely saw her. For so long, he has never had a chance to meet her head-on, so he was inevitably caught off guard.

What he didn't know was that Mr. Liman believed in Buddhism and had the habit of worshiping Buddha.

Sometimes, she would go into the Zen room, eat vegetarian food, and recite Buddhist scriptures, and once she entered, she would not go out for more than half a month.

"Oh, grandma, don't worry about me, go back to your room to rest." Chen Chen pushed Li Manjun out of the kitchen, "Good night, grandma!"

He said, and closed the door.

Mr. Liman was in a hurry, "Lolo, come out, come out! Don't stay inside!"

She thought, the little guy never touches Yangchunshui with his fingers, if he is accidentally injured by a knife or scalded by a pan, will it make her feel distressed to death?

She is such a precious great-grandson!