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"Brother, eat it."

Gu Rongrong came close to Lu Ye's ear and said, "This is a big chicken drumstick. It's super delicious. I took it from my elder brother."

Lu Ye looked at the chicken drumsticks. Actually...he didn't really want to eat the drumsticks, but Gu Rongrong looked so obedient and stared at him cutely, even whispering to him.

Forget it, let's eat, let's eat.

Who said Rong Rong was too cute? In front of his younger brother, he didn't even mention his slight mysophobia.

And after this high-temperature cooking, bacteria and other things have long been killed.

Lu Ye could only comfort himself in this way now, otherwise he would not be able to eat this chicken drumstick.

However, when he opened his mouth and took a bite, it was actually not as bad as he thought.

Not to mention, cousin Sheng Jiang’s cooking is quite delicious.

It turns out that his cousin is not useless, at least he is talented in cooking.

But now Sheng Jiang's mood is hard to describe.

Forget about the chicken, at least it has been simmered at high temperatures for this long.

Mainly because he... he drank... the water in the pot this morning! ! !

He was very thirsty when he woke up in the morning. When he saw the water in the pot, he took a bite and drank a few mouthfuls. He even commented at the time, "The water in the countryside is quite sweet."

Gantian...Gantian, your sister!

That's a child's footbath!

vomit--

Sheng Jiang covered his mouth and squatted beside the yard, retching like crazy.

The live room burst into laughter.

[Hahahahahahahahaha, too comedy hahahahahahaha (?? w ??]

[When Sheng Jiang commented on the sweetness, I laughed. He is simply a fool! 】

[This variety show is completely different from what I imagined. It’s so fun! 】

[The script can't even write such a reversal, it has to be you, Sheng Jiang. 】

[However, why is Sister Sha still eating? Doesn’t she know that it is the pot where the feet have been washed? ? ? 】

[Seeing that you are not from the countryside, would you throw away this pot of chicken just because you have washed your feet in this pot? 】

…………

Song Sha went through a period of food scarcity. At that time, let alone chicken with all four flavors, even tree bark was rare, and she could only rely on the snow on the ground to sustain her hunger.

No one wants to try that taste again.

Including Songsha.

So she cares about food much more than others. Maybe there is no shortage of food in the world, but she will never forget the feeling engraved in her bones.

Moreover, she does not think that food stewed in a pot with washed feet cannot be eaten, and children's faces can be so dirty.

It looked like these chickens were raised by grandparents in the village, and they didn’t want to waste them.

When Sheng Jiang came back from vomiting stomach water, he was horrified to see the three people at the table eating deliciously.

Can this...this...be eaten?

Ah, Lu Ye, don’t you have mysophobia?

Look at Song Sha again.

With a calm expression, she left the vegetables next to her two children and ate the chicken in the pot.

Sheng Jiang: "???"

she……

Sheng Jiang's expression was full of mixed emotions.

Could it be that... the chicken he cooked is so delicious? Is it so delicious that Song Sha can ignore the fact that the foot-washing pot is used?

No, Sheng Jiang refuted himself in his heart, Song Sha is not such a stupid woman, so she did it on purpose?

Sheng Jiang's attitude towards Song Sha started to change from this pot of chicken.

He pursed his lips and walked over to bring the pot: "Don't eat it. I'll make it for you again tomorrow."

He didn't know why, but at this moment, he especially didn't want Song Sha to be like this, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Song Sha: "Where will you get the chicken tomorrow?"

"I... I can't go and work for the grandmas." Sheng Jiang didn't want Song Sha to continue eating anyway.

"It doesn't matter to me." Song Sha knew what he cared about, "I don't have mysophobia."

Sheng Jiang: "This has nothing to do with mysophobia. I just don't want to. What if you have diarrhea after eating the stuff I cooked?"

"I won't blame you." Song Sha said, "These chickens can't be wasted. It's not easy for grandparents."

It turned out that she was worried about this.

Sheng Jiang suddenly felt even more melancholy.

Now he seems to understand why his brothers, sisters, and mother like Song Sha.

"Then...then I'll give them money..."

Song Sha felt that this guy was a bit stubborn: "It's not a matter of money. If you put it on top, nothing will happen to me."

She had never eaten anything, let alone this.

What is inconceivable to others is actually trivial to her.

Sheng Jiang was furious at this woman. Why was she always so stubborn? Why couldn't she turn around?

You want to eat, right, but you’re afraid of wasting it, right? It’s useless to give money, right?

good good!

Sheng Jiang put the pot on the table, picked up the bowl, picked up the chopsticks, angrily picked up the chicken in the pot and stuffed it into his mouth.

Now let’s see if you are still afraid of wasting, or if it’s not about money!

I'll finish it all for you and see if you still eat it, hum!

Song Sha: "......"

This child feels somewhat abnormal.

Sheng Jiang's aggressive chicken eating scared Gu Rongrong next to him.

He blinked his big round eyes, but the foot-washing pot didn't scare away his elder brother. He thought he would care.

The little head was spinning, and Gu Rongrong suddenly had an epiphany.

"Brother, it turns out you like chicken so much."

Gu Rongrong put the unfinished chicken in her bowl into Sheng Jiang's bowl.

"Eat slowly, eat slowly, it's all your fault."

Sheng Jiang: "..."

this kid!