Uncle, your squeamish bag is crying and needs to be posted

Si Boheng raised his hand and tapped her on the head lightly.

"How do you know how to eat?"

Yan Rongrong rubbed her head and blinked.

"Your son is hungry, so I can't help it. Aren't they both waiting to eat? Before I came out with Qi Yue today, I only ate a cup of bird's nest."

Si Boheng immediately became nervous.

"My son is hungry? Then we'll have dinner first, and I'll take you to see it after dinner."

Yan Rongrong watched him quickly order Ah Yang to find a good restaurant nearby, and was stunned.

She lightly pinched the back of Si Boheng's hand.

"Mr. Si, are you being too obvious? Even if you really only care about your child, why not pretend to be in front of me?"

Si Boheng chuckled lightly, pouted his neck and said.

"Who said I only love my child? I still love my child's mother."

Yan Rongrong raised her head, looking at his sexy neck and that... more attractive Adam's apple, she really wanted to take a bite, but this was on the street, so she had to restrain herself.

She secretly remembers in her heart that she must take a bite when she gets home. If she doesn't taste it, she will always worry about it and won't be able to sleep.

Ah Yang got the report soon, he walked behind Si Boheng again, and said in a low voice.

"There is a good western restaurant nearby, and a restaurant that specializes in Cantonese and Sichuan cuisine. There is also a Japanese restaurant 1000 meters ahead, and there is also a hot pot restaurant, all of which have a good reputation."

Yan Rongrong's eyes are shining, hot pot restaurant?Sichuan restaurant?These are her favorites.

She tugged at Si Boheng's clothes, and said with a smile.

"Mr. Si, let's go eat hot pot."

Si Boheng raised his eyebrows

"Eat mushroom soup?"

The corner of Yan Rongrong's mouth twitched, and she let go of him all of a sudden, she didn't want to eat the mushroom soup, it tasted bland like boiled vegetables.

But she also doesn't want to eat Japanese and Western food.

"Ah Yang, go and see if there are any mutton restaurants, beef restaurants, I want to eat meat."

Ah Yang was stunned, and glanced at his boss, seeing the boss nodding, he quickly ordered someone to look for him.

Yan Rongrong took Si Boheng's arm again, and seeing a dessert shop in front of her, she dragged him into it.

"Let's buy some food before we eat. I think that dessert shop is quite big. Maybe it has sweet-scented osmanthus cakes."

Si Boheng was pulled by her and entered the shop together.

Yan Rongrong asked.

"Do you have sweet-scented osmanthus cake here?"

When the clerk saw Yan Rongrong, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. This girl is so handsome, and the man beside her...

Her eyes widened a little, and she felt that this man was very noble, and, somehow, he looked familiar.

Yan Rongrong was already looking at the various cakes on display at the counter, so she asked again.

"Do you have sweet-scented osmanthus cake here?"

The clerk came back to his senses, smiled at Si Boheng, and then politely said to Yan Rongrong.

"Sorry ma'am, we don't have any here."

Si Boheng asked Yan Rongrong.

"Why do you want to eat this? I really want to eat it and let Aunt Wen learn."

"I watched that ancient costume TV series a few days ago, and the heroine in it ate sweet-scented osmanthus cake. It looked so soft. I was very greedy at the time. So it doesn't sell it in reality?"

The clerk couldn't help but smile when she heard her seriously talking about the cakes in the TV series.

"Miss, it should be sold, but we don't have it in our store."

Si Boheng said.

"Go back and let Aunt Wen make it. Find out how to make it. She can make it delicious."

Yan Rongrong was a little disappointed. She didn't even look at the other cakes in the store, so she dragged Si Boheng away. The clerk opened her mouth. She was actually a little soft-hearted just now. Seeing the disappointed look in the girl's eyes, she was going to help It's not difficult for her to do it anyway.

But they walked so fast that she didn't have time to say anything.

Yan Rongrong came out with Si Boheng, Ah Yang stepped forward and said.

"Boss, in an alley on our left, there is a donkey meat restaurant. It is said to taste good. It is an old restaurant."

Yan Rongrong's eyes lit up, thinking of donkey meat, she was also very greedy!

Si Boheng frowned slightly.Ask Ah Yang.

"No lamb?"

Yan Rongrong hurriedly said.

"It's okay, donkey meat is fine, I'm not picky, let's go there quickly."

Si Boheng didn't move, he looked at Yan Rongrong, and persuaded with some hesitation.

"Shall we go home for dinner first? Let the chef prepare what you want to eat. Don't eat donkey meat."

Yan Rongrong's little face immediately collapsed.

"why?"

Si Boheng looked at her with a complicated and distressed expression.

"Well, Ah Yang, go buy a sheep now, and let Aunt Wen roast it when you get home."

Yan Rongrong was taken back to the car for no reason, and then returned to the villa.

When Yan Rongrong and the others came back, a barbecue grill had already been set up in the yard of the villa, and the mutton had already started to roast.

Yan Rongrong looked at such a big sheep, and the strong aroma of the roasted whole sheep, the feeling of displeasure disappeared immediately.

She leaned over to stare at the mutton, it was just roasted a little golden now, obviously it would take a long time to eat it, but the smell was already filling the yard.

In addition to Aunt Wen, there were two other chefs from the Si family, all wearing chef's white clothes, hats, and seasonings in their hands.

The two chefs were also very helpless. It was the first time for them to roast a whole lamb in the villa. Such a rough way of eating was too inconsistent with the temperament of the Si family, a chaebol.

The Si family's old house is at the top of the whole mountain, and there are some offshoots of the Si family who are closer in blood. The closest ones are naturally the houses of Si Boheng's uncles.

As night slowly fell, the members of the Si family had all returned home from get off work. At this time, several families near the old house could smell the strong smell of meat.

Liu Xinmei stepped out of the house, looked in the direction of the main house, then stood in the yard and called Si Ye.

Si Bing walked out of the villa.

"What are you calling? That kid wandered off somewhere, and he hasn't come home until now. You're used to it. You're used to not being home in the middle of the night. You just wait for him to cause trouble for you."

Liu Xinmei gave him a blank look.

"Xiaoye is not that careless child, oh, I'm not telling you about Xiaoye now, come here, smell it, do you smell anything?"

Si Bing frowned, sniffed, fixed his eyes, and quickly looked in the direction of the main house.

"What... is this doing?"

"What else can I do? Didn't you smell it? This is a barbecue, right? God, I can't imagine that there is actually a barbecue in the main house of the Si family. Then tomorrow the whole yard will be filled with the smell of greasy barbecue? This is too inconsistent identity."

Si Bing glanced at her, but he wasn't too surprised, maybe because he had seen it before, so he was immune.

Tang Yunyan is not a serious and wealthy lady, so when she first entered the Si family, many of her behaviors and words were market-like, and she once urged Si Qian to grow vegetables in the old house of the Si family, but it was still coriander.

Si Bing couldn't forget the coriander smell that filled the house as soon as he entered the old house.