Nine Zero Little Daughter-in-law

Chen Molin looked at Chen Fangting quietly, "Father, since you dislike it so much, don't eat it."

"No, no, why would Dad despise you?"

Chen Fangting immediately picked up a chicken wing and put it on his plate.

I didn't forget to put one for Yan Zhengqing, "Xiaoqing, you are lucky today, and you can taste the dishes that our Linlin cooks for the first time."

Yan Zhengqing looked at the blackness in the plate, and could clearly smell the burnt chicken wings with black lines all over their heads.

Can he say that he doesn't want such a blessing?

Although he hated it to death, Yan Zhengqing picked it up and ate it.

As soon as Chen Fangting picked up the chicken wings and took it in, he shivered due to the bitterness, and after savoring it carefully, there was also the fishy smell of chicken. His stomach protested instantly, and hurriedly ran to the trash can to vomit.

When Chen Fangting turned around and came back, he saw Yan Zhengqing eating with a blank expression. A chicken wing was almost finished. He frowned, "Xiaoqing, can you eat it?"

"good."

"Since it's okay, don't waste it and eat the rest."

Yan Zhengqing: "..."

His eyes turned to lower his head, and he was pulling the rice vigorously by himself, completely ignoring Chen Molin on their side, and picked one for her with the serving chopsticks.

"Molin, don't just eat rice, eat some meat, try your own cooking."

Chen Molin didn't know how much she weighed, the chicken wings didn't seem like something people would eat.

She swallowed, and looked at Miao Yanhong as if asking for help.

Miao Yanhong laughed, and gave the aunt behind her a look, and the aunt immediately understood.

The aunt said, "Who brought the chicken wings just now?"

Then he apologized and took the chicken wings away.

"Sir, madam, I'm sorry, I don't know who brought it up, I'll take it down now."

"Remove my chicken wings, too."

After finishing speaking, Chen Molin threw the chicken wings into the plate.

Yan Zhengqing looked at the little girl relieved, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

After dinner, Yan Zhengqing said goodbye.

"Uncle Chen doesn't need to send it off, I can go by myself."

Chen Fangting nodded, looked at his daughter beside him, "Molin, send Xiaoqing off."

Chen Molin didn't want to send him off, he always bullied her.

"Second Brother Yan said just now that he will leave by himself."

"As the host, shouldn't you politely send Xiaoqing to the door?"

Chen Molin wants to say, you are the master of this family, don't you just want to accompany your mother quickly?

It was said that Chen Fangting doted on his daughter, but when compared with Miao Yanhong, her daughter immediately became a scumbag.

Yan Zhengqing didn't even open his mouth to refuse, Chen Molin sighed and sent Yan Zhengqing away resignedly.

Chen Molin followed Yan Zhengqing step by step, not intending to talk to him.

Yan Zhengqing put his hands in his pockets, "Little Molin, can I give you some advice?"

"No."

Dogs bark.

Yan Zhengqing must have nothing good to say.

Yan Zhengqing ignored Chen Molin, and said to himself: "You really don't have the talent for cooking, so you should stop cooking and hurting others."

Chen Molin frowned like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, "Whoever cooks for the first time can cook at the level of a five-star chef, didn't I burn the chicken wings and almost burn the kitchen down?" , Why do you say I have no culinary talent."

"I'm afraid you'll hurt yourself."

Chen Molin gave him a beautiful roll of eyes, "Don't worry about it, I don't know how to cook for you either."

It's really salty to eat radish and light to worry about.

"Not necessarily."

"Hmph, you're just begging me, and I won't even cook for you."

Chen Molin didn't want to see him, "Goodbye, I won't see him off."

After finishing speaking, Chen Molin left angrily.

Yan Zhengqing looked at the little girl's back, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

……

night
Yan Wanqing was sitting in the living room studying the script, when a beam of light swept over her, she turned her head and took a look.

It's Yan Zhengqing's car.

She knew that Yan Zhengqing went to her godfather's house to discuss business today, so she had dinner by the way.

"Second brother..."

"Let's talk about something later."

Before Yan Wanqing could speak, Yan Zhengqing interrupted her.

She turned her head and saw Yan Zhengqing rushing into the toilet clutching his stomach.

Half an hour later, Yan Zhengqing came out dragging his exhausted body.

Seeing his pale face, Yan Wanqing hurriedly got up and poured him a cup of hot water, "Second brother, what's wrong with you?"

"I have a little diarrhea."

Yan Zhengqing felt a cramping pain in his stomach on the way home.

Who knows how he insisted on driving the car home along the way.

Yan Wanqing was puzzled, "How could you have diarrhea, did you eat something unclean?"

Again she found it impossible.

Yan Zhengqing usually eats very carefully, and rarely suffers from diarrhea.

And when he went to his godfather's house for dinner, he would not treat him with expired food.

The only unclean thing Yan Zhengqing ate today was Chen Molin's burnt chicken wings, and he didn't need to think to know whose fault it was.

Just as Yan Zhengqing was thinking, his stomach began to hurt again, "I won't tell you anymore, I'll go to the bathroom first."

Yan Wanqing shook her head helplessly, found the medicine for diarrhea from the medicine box and put it on the table.

"Second brother, come out of the toilet in a while and take the medicine I put on the coffee table."

"it is good."

Yan Wanqing went back to her room to sleep.

Yan Zhengqing had an extremely tormenting night. After taking the medicine, it didn't work. She ran to the toilet several times, and finally couldn't stand it anymore and went to the hospital.

It wasn't until Yan Wanqing woke up the next day that she found out that Yan Zhengqing had gone to the hospital to fetch water.

Before class, she made a detour to visit Yan Zhengqing in the hospital.

Yan Zhengqing was lying in the VIP ward, but after not seeing him all night, he was visibly haggard.

Yan Wanqing bought him porridge, "What did the doctor say?"

"Food poisoning."

The corner of Yan Wanqing's mouth twitched, "Didn't you never eat junk food, how could you get food poisoning?"

Yan Zhengqing looked at his sister earnestly, "Chen Molin is a biochemical weapon, you must never eat what she made in the future."

Things made by others can fill the stomach, and things made by Chen Molin can kill people!

Yan Wanqing understood, "Has Molin started to learn how to cook?"

"She's not learning to cook, she's trying to please men."

Yan Zhengqing snorted, but his voice was jealous, but Yan Wanqing didn't hear it.

Yan Wanqing said from a girl's point of view: "Actually, it's normal. If I have someone I like, I'd be willing to wash his hands for him."

So she could understand what Chen Molin did.

Yan Zhengqing disagreed, "Silly sister, is the reason why you find a boyfriend is to be a good wife and mother?"

"of course not."

Of course, two people are together to love each other, stay together, grow together, and accompany them for a lifetime.