Seeing the situation here, Zhong Chumian walked over.
"Many?"
What Zhong Chumian was talking about was the plate of breakfast on the ground.
Yu Wanfeng shook her head: "Eh If no one eats, there will be too much."
"Um."
Zhong Chumian just said "um", and gracefully bent down to pick up the plate.
"Just right, I'll eat." Zhong Chumian said seriously.
Yu Wanfeng was startled: "I delivered your breakfast just now"
Just five minutes ago
Zhong Chumian raised her eyes: "It's still edible."
As he said so, in front of Ding Hua, he took out a tissue from his pocket, wrapped a small custard bun, and put it in his mouth.
It is delicious to eat.
It's delicious.
Ding Hua was annoyed: "How did you rob me to eat?"
Zhong Chumian finished chewing a steamed bun slowly, wiped the corner of his mouth with a tissue, and frowned: "Aren't you going to eat it? Don't waste it."
After finishing speaking, he left with a whole plate of breakfast in his arms.
Yu Wanfeng was a little dazed.
He has such a big appetite?
I didn't think so before.
Is age and appetite increasing proportionally?
Yu Wanfeng was in a daze, and when he turned around, he heard Ding Hua swearing again. Yu Minchu hurriedly persuaded: "There is nothing to do, I can't finish it, you eat mine."
As he spoke, Latin Hua hurried into the house and closed the door.
Yu Wanfeng smiled happily and went downstairs cheerfully.
Today's New Year's Eve, although the situation is a bit difficult, but the year that should be passed is still to be passed.
Shen Huaijin is already preparing the ingredients for the New Year's Eve dinner.
Thaw the pork, soak the shiitake mushrooms, and wash the vegetables separately.
Huo Chengyu ran downstairs with a head of cauliflower on his head, rushed into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator to find milk to drink.
"Baby, is there no milk? Brother didn't bring it yesterday?"
Huo Chengyu looked around, but couldn't find the milk he wanted to drink.
Shen Huaijin glared at him, gritted his teeth: "It's in the living room, and it hasn't been dismantled yet."
"Living room? You don't keep your milk refrigerated? You're so stupid."
Huo Chengyu ran to the living room again, and after a while, he ran back with an aggrieved face.
"This is wrong, why is it An Muxi? What I want is fresh milk! It's not the kind of carton packaging."
Shen Huaijin smiled: "Master Huo, that box of milk you brought yesterday."
"Damn Aunt Liu bought the wrong one for me! You say you are not angry."
In a fit of anger, Huo Chengyu took out his mobile phone, lay down on the sofa in the living room, and started playing games again.
Yu Wanfeng looked at the eldest young master in silence, and winked at Shen Huaijin: "Huaijin, Master Huo's brain is still not working well."
"He has brains? He's a pig!"
Shen Huaijin gritted her teeth.
The carrot in her hand was about to be chopped into pieces by her.
Yu Wanfeng hurried over and said, "Huaijin, Radish didn't offend you."
"Taro, I was thinking about something just now." Shen Huaijin changed the subject.
"What?"
"I did the math. No matter how the higher authorities control the prices, the prices of vegetables, especially the prices of meat, will definitely increase. The cost of three meals a day will also increase. I want to withdraw the money I invested in the fund. Come out at one o'clock."
Shen Huaijin said.
Yu Wanfeng frowned, and asked Shen Huaijin: "You mean, you want to subsidize the extra food expenses yourself?"
"Yeah, otherwise, what should I do, let them pay more? I can't say it."
Shen Huaijin smiled, and said again: "It's not easy for everyone. The guests of our inn are all stranded here. I'm afraid they also have their own difficulties. Since I'm a local, I can help. Anyway, I still have Even if I lose all my savings, I can still go home and eat my old age, so that I won¡¯t end up living on the streets.¡± (Remember this site¡¯s website: www.hlnovel.com