Ma'am, she ran away with seven cute babies

The eyes of the two intersected, and they both understood each other's meaning. Lu Zhen sniffed carefully, staring at the color of these dishes, intending to see that something was wrong.

It stands to reason that the crispness and taste of meals that have been heated several times will be greatly reduced, but why are these dishes still tender and bright in color?

Lu Zhen kicked Qin Zekai under the table and sent a message to remind him that these are all fresh dishes.

"Where is the old hen soup that I specially asked Li Ma to cook for me? This is a good food for nourishing and nourishing health, why is it missing?" Qin Zekai looked around at the dining table.

"Quack."

The spoon in Zhou Yue's hand slipped and hit the tableware with a loud noise.

At that time, everyone's eyes were drawn to Zhou Yue, and the old lady stared impatiently at Zhou Yue: "Why are you so messy when you eat?"

Zhou Yue quickly picked up the spoon, smiled apologetically, and explained: "I don't think these dishes are very fresh, so I asked Li Ma to make a few new ones temporarily, and the other dishes were withdrawn. The dishes are not bad, if Zekai likes them, I will let Mama Li cook another pot."

"It's okay. The more the hen soup is boiled, the more fragrant it becomes. I won't trouble Mama Li."

The old lady listened, and felt dissatisfied again: "Let Zekai eat whatever he wants, and boys are not so hypocritical."

"Okay." Zhou Yue's voice trembled a little, she looked at Li Ma who was waiting at the side, "Li Ma, go and bring that pot of hen soup."

Mama Li looked at Zhou Yue in a daze, seeing Zhou Yue winking at her continuously, and entered the kitchen.

Not long after, Mama Li came out of the kitchen, holding a pot full of hen soup in both hands. Suddenly, her foot slipped, and the whole pot of hen soup was spilled on the ground, even the big bowl used to hold the soup All cracked into countless fragments.

"Mama Li, how do you do things?" Zhou Yue was overjoyed. Even though he said so, he quickly helped Mama Li up. The hen soup had been kept in the incubator and was still steaming. Mom's skin was reddened by the heat, and several layers of skin had even peeled off in some places.

Li Ma's hoarse voice yelled, and the old lady lost her appetite, so she gave the steward a look and asked him to take Li Ma down.

The stone in Zhou Yue's heart finally fell, and she looked at the old lady apologetically: "Mom, the road is a little slippery, it's the first time Li Ma has made a mistake in so many years, you don't want to be as knowledgeable as her, it's all safe and sound."

"Yeah." With Gu Qiaoqiao and Lu Zhen around, the old lady couldn't get angry, so she could only sullenly say, "Go get a mop and deal with this matter."

Zhou Yue responded, ran into the bathroom, and looked at herself in the mirror, whose expression was still online, her chest heaving and falling.

After a long time, she splashed cold water on her face, then picked up the mop and walked out.

However, just after Zhou Yue took two or three steps, she suddenly stopped in place. A little girl was squatting in front of this mess, staring at the yellowed soup with all her attention.

"This soup is still steaming, don't burn you." Zhou Yue hurried forward, just as the mop stopped in front of the girl, Lu Yi suddenly stood up, pointing at the puddle of liquid on the ground and shouting.

"Mom, chicken soup is poisonous."

The sweet voice is very penetrating, and Lu Yi's voice can be heard clearly in the entire Qin family hall.

Lu Zhen and Qin Zekai looked at each other, and were about to stand up, Gu Qiaoqiao suddenly left the stool to protect the old lady: "Grandma, be careful."

"Mom, children are ignorant. Mama Li has cooked so many meals and is fine. How could she be poisoned all of a sudden?" Zhou Yue pointed the cannonball at Mama Li intentionally or unintentionally.

Lu Zhen shook her head: "Sibao has shown her talent in medicine since she was a child. If she said it was poisonous, there must be something wrong. Grandma, even if Sibao is wrong, she can't take it lightly."

"What's going on?" The old lady shot the majestic eyes at the butler, who couldn't bear the pressure, came to Zhou Yue, dipped some chicken soup in a handkerchief and took it down.

When passing by, the butler gave her a stern look, but didn't say much.

Zhou Yue's heart skipped a beat, and she numbly wiped away the water stains on the ground.

Just at this moment, there was a soft knock from the door. Qin Zhengquan came back from get off work, saw so many people standing in the room, and subconsciously looked at Zhou Yue.

However, at this moment, Zhou Yue seemed to see the savior. She looked at Qin Zhengquan pitifully, and her eyes were already red before she could speak: "Zhengquan..."

"Why are you crying? What's the point of crying if this matter hasn't been found out yet?" The old lady said angrily, pulled Lu Yi over, and asked her softly, "Sibao, come and help grandma find out which things are poisonous here?"

Lu Yi obediently stood by the table, stared at the food carefully, and shook his head: "These are not poisonous."

Only now did Qin Zhengquan know what happened. He glared at Zhou Yue, and sat down beside the old lady with her: "Mom, was someone poisoned the meal?"

The old lady stared at Lu Yi without saying a word.

Gu Qiaoqiao, on the other hand, pointed at the room where Mama Li had just left as if she was offering a treasure: "Yes, uncle, that nanny who cooks is really brave. He dared to poison the chicken soup!"

With Gu Qiaoqiao's foreshadowing, Qin Zhengquan immediately looked at Zhou Yue and asked her seriously: "What's going on?"

"It's not me, Zhengquan, I don't know." Zhou Yue said, tears were already falling, and there were one or two tears hanging on her slender eyelashes, looking extremely pitiful.

"How could Mama Li do such a thing?" Qin Zhengquan clenched his fists and looked at the old lady, "Mom, I told you a long time ago that it would be better to hire a Filipino maid. Although these old people are easy to use, you can't point them out. Not sure what's on your mind."

"I know in my heart whether I need it or not." The old lady's tone was light, and no one could grasp her thoughts, "Ze Kai, help me into the room, I'm a little sleepy."

"Yes."

Qin Zekai helped the old lady back to the room, and at the corner, he lightly squeezed Qin Zekai's arm.

Qin Zekai met the old lady's eyes, saw her tired face, and quickly understood what she meant.

After clearing his throat, Qin Zekai came to the main hall and saw that Qin Zhengquan was helping Zhou Yue to sit on the sofa, and even Gu Qiaoqiao was coaxing beside him, as if the victim was not the old lady, but their husband and wife generally.

"Grandma said, until the matter is found out, the Qin family will be supervised by me, and grandma will tell the director tomorrow." Qin Zekai's eyes fell on Qin Zhengquan, his lips trembled for a long time, and the sentence Dad still couldn't say, "Tomorrow There is no need to go to the company."

Qin Zhengquan stood up abruptly, and Zhou Yue, who was lying obediently on his body, was thrown to the ground by him, and asked in a rough voice: "It's not my poison, why should I let me out of this position?"