Coincidentally, I am also bent

Yang Tianfan and Gu Yunxin were busy putting away clothes and utensils, and did not notice the movement in the kitchen. Xiao Jing washed some eggs, smashed them into the bowl, picked out the egg shells, and took a chopstick Stir - although it doesn't seem to mix well no matter how you mix.

After Xiao Jing fried two bowls of fried rice with eggs, Lynch went to the kitchen to prepare to fry the other two normal servings, and then he realized that he had made a mistake—this pot seemed to need to be washed before it could be used.

So, what did he and Xiao Jing eat.

"Xiao Jing, shall we go out to eat?"

Xiao Jing put two bowls of egg fried rice on the table, and had no objection to Lynch's proposal.

Before going out, Lynch said to the busy two at the door of the bedroom, "Lunch is on the table, let's go out for a while."

Gu Yunxin waved impatiently, "Get out, get out."

So Lynch immediately "rolled".

10 minute later.

Gu Yunxin stared at the contents in the bowl for a long time, "What is this?"

Yang Tianfan picked out a small piece of broken eggshell with chopsticks, and said slowly, "I guess—this is fried rice with eggs."

"Is this fried rice with eggs?" Gu Yunxin laughed angrily, "These burnt yellow ones are eggs? I really can't recognize them. Did Lynch fry them?"

Yang Tianfan tried a sip and commented, "This rice seems to be undercooked."

"" Gu Yunxin stared at Yang Tianfan with a look of disbelief, "You still dare to eat?"

Yang Tianfan took a big sip of water first, then calmed down, and said, "Since Lynch fired him, he shouldn't be poisoned."

On the other side, the two walked into the restaurant only to find that they didn't bring their wallets. The only money they had was Lynch's 20 yuan left on him.

Gu Yunxin and Yang Tianfan suffered a lot, and they were not much better.

A plate of green vegetables, two bowls of rice, and a cup of tremella soup.

No more.

Lynch tried hard to taste something different from this plate of vegetables.

Later, I really didn't want to eat it, so I just drank that cup of white fungus soup.

Watching Xiao Jing eat while drinking.

Although there was only one plate of green vegetables on the table, it didn't affect anything, Xiao Jing was almost the same as usual, he still ate what he should eat, and he didn't do anything that was hard to swallow.

In Lynch's memory, Xiao Jing was indeed not very picky eaters. Sometimes there was only a bowl of fried rice with eggs, and he ate it cleanly. There was only a plate of potato chips, and he ate it as usual. He also ate the shredded roast chicken, and he didn't praise anything.

After observing for a long time, Lynch finally sighed sincerely.

——In fact, Xiao Jing is quite easy to raise.