I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

A bowl of noodles costs ten Wen.

Although it is still expensive, it is very cheap compared to other food in restaurants.

They could still eat more if their stomachs were not filled.

Without Yin Lulu, Tongfu Restaurant seemed a lot deserted. In the past, she was the most noisy person. Jiu'er was very well-behaved, but she didn't like to play cards with Li Lizhi. She would rather walk in the backyard by herself, practice martial arts.

Sitting in front of the fried goods stall, Mrs. Wang was a little worried about Yin Lulu.

She was very worried about whether Yin Lulu would live well in the school and whether she would be bullied. After all, they were all children of noble families - they were spoiled and spoiled since childhood, so why should they be pampered by heaven?
In Qingxi Academy.

The things that Wang was worried about didn't happen to Yin Lulu, on the contrary, she was the most popular in the whole class.

At noon, it's time for everyone to eat.

Almost all the children in the classroom rushed over, looking expectantly at Yin Lulu slowly taking out the bento from the schoolbag.

Yesterday was a cute little raccoon slave.

I don't know what will happen today.

Yin Lulu was also looking forward to it, what surprise did her brother prepare for herself today.

open the lid.

The staple food is still corn, but instead of rice, the other staple food is replaced with small steamed buns -- pinched into the shape of a bunny, with a small piece of tomato pulp dotting the eyes.

"It's a little rabbit!"

"Wow, so cute!"

A little boy ran over with a plate of mutton, looked at Yin Lulu expectantly, "I'm clean today, can I exchange the mutton for your little rabbit paper?"

Yin Lulu gave him a disgusted look, then shook her head: "No!"

The mutton with miso has a gray and dull color, and also has a smell of mutton. It's not as cute as the little rabbit in her lunch box.

The little boy was very disappointed.

Another little boy was also holding a plate, with a haughty look on his face: "I'll trade you beef!"

"My dad said, my cow accidentally hit a tree and died! I can eat beef today, and I'll exchange the beef with you for a little rabbit."

Yin Lulu snorted, tossed her little head, and her two braids trembled: "No, I don't eat beef."

The other children who had various thoughts and wanted to exchange their own food for bunnies showed disappointment on their faces.

They can't even exchange beef, let alone what they have in their hands.

When the group of noisy children calmed down and watched Yin Lulu gnaw the corn enviously, the maids, book boys, and domestic servants finally had time to talk to Yin Lulu.

"Little lady, may I ask what are you eating?" A maid asked respectfully, carrying out her master's order yesterday with ten times the attitude.

Yin Lulu narrowed her eyes and became alert: "Why are you asking this?"

Her brother told her a truth.

If you meet an adult asking yourself for help, don't agree at all.

It is impossible for a normal adult to ask children or ask for help. They generally tend to ask adults for help.

If an adult asks a child to accost and ask for help, then the adult either has some bad thoughts about the child, or his mind is not very normal.

Either way, you must stay away from this kind of person.

With the kitten's furry eyes, the maid smiled awkwardly, and her voice weakened a bit: "My little man also wants to eat from the little lady, so I'll ask."

Yin Lulu snorted softly: "You can't buy it. My brother said that this kind of food is only available in my family."

The maid laughed even more awkwardly, bowed to Yin Lulu, and stepped back slowly.

Seeing the maid slumped, and hearing Yin Lulu's words, some people looked at Yin Lulu thoughtfully, but some didn't think of that level, and still didn't give up, and wanted to go up and ask.

As soon as the servant took a step forward, he was stopped by the book boy next to him.

"What do you want?" the book boy asked.

The servant looked at Yin Lulu, and replied in a low voice: "My lord told me that we must buy the food from this little lady. The little lord made a fuss last night."

The book boy glared at him, then lowered his voice a bit: "Confused, don't you think about what that little lady just said?"

The servant hesitated: "These meals are only available at the young lady's house?"

The book boy nodded: "You can still remember this sentence, and you don't even think about it. Who has the courage to say that these foods are only exclusive to her family?"

The servant thought about it, and when the servant thought of the result, the servant's face began to turn pale.

He widened his eyes, looked at the book boy, and said in a trembling voice, "You mean, she is." Before he finished speaking, the servant raised his hand and pointed tremblingly at the sky.

The book boy nodded: "Even if it's not, I'm afraid it's not much different."

The servant swallowed hard, took a few steps back, and looked at Yin Lulu more respectfully.

After frowning and eating the last remaining green peppers in the lunch with rice, Yin Lulu was surprised to find that other people seemed to have a better attitude towards her.

A few clever children even handed over their own food, conveying their friendship in this way.

But Yin Lulu didn't like these things at all.

It looks only better than the one made by my mother, but far from the one made by my brother.

After Yin Lulu finished school in the afternoon, she was picked up by Li Yingzi.

Before Yin Lulu put down the small schoolbag in her hand, Wang asked worriedly, "How do you feel at the school?"

"Have you been bullied?"

Yin Lulu puffed out her chest with a proud face: "I'm not being bullied, I'm very popular!"

"They are very nice to me. They even gave me food at noon. It just looks similar to what my mother made, so I can't take my mouth off."

Wang's eyes widened, and she grabbed Yin Lulu's cheek: "What's wrong with my cooking? I made the fried skewers you like."

Yin Lulu was aggrieved: "That's what my brother taught you, besides deep-fried skewers, don't you think you know what you make yourself, mother?"

Wang's hand added some strength.

Yin Xuan was a little surprised, pinching the other half of Yin Lulu's face: "How could they treat you so well?"

Yin Lulu shook her head with difficulty: "I don't know, maybe it's because I'm so cute?"

Yin Xuan did not believe her nonsense.

I look so good-looking, except for the shopkeeper Happy Lin, I have never seen anyone take the initiative to send money to the door.

He squinted and landed on Li Yingzi.

There are not many women in Chang'an who don't like red clothes and prefer armed forces. Li Yingzi should be very recognizable. Those people must have recognized Li Yingzi's identity, and then misunderstood Yin Lulu's identity?
Sure enough, Li Jing's family are good people!