If the wind is just thirsty, I subconsciously want to pick it up and have a drink. Just when my hand touched the bowl, I suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing. I suddenly thought of something and secretly glanced at Yin Jue next to me.
He lowered his head and didn't look at anyone, but the murderous look that kept leaking made Feng intuitive. If she really dared to drink this bowl of egg drop soup, she would lie down and die on the spot the next moment.
"Cough …" Feng Ru withdrew his hand trembling, and then smiled at Mr. Lin: "I almost forgot that I am allergic to egg drop soup. Thank you for your kindness. You'd better drink this soup. "
Life is important, life is important.
In the eyes of Lin's father, his son is just a clever and quiet child. He didn't feel any change at all, and thought that Feng Ru's statement was true, which was quite unexpected. "Yan Yan is allergic to eggs, right?"
"Almost, almost, anyway, drink and die." The wind answered quickly.
"So serious?"
"hmm!" The wind nodded solemnly. Even Yin Jue didn't dare to look at it again.
Lin's father is a little sorry and ashamed. "Yan Yan seldom comes to our house, and there is nothing to entertain at home. I am really sorry. "
Yin Jue was very uncomfortable and interjected: "No one invited her, it was her own ..."
"Ahem!" Torre Lin hurriedly coughed and interrupted his son.
We can't let this child talk nonsense.
Seeing his cough, Yin Jue quickly put down the bowl chopsticks to stroke his back and closed his mouth.
The way you look at the wind, you will pretend to be confused and say, "Hey? What's wrong with it? The same is true of what we ate in the Yunshe Palace. People who practice should not eat too much meat. We never eat meat. "
Xuan Yin gave her a look back, her mouth slightly sobbing. How did he remember that she only ate the meat in the steamed stuffed bun?
But what she said was to his liking, so Xuan Yin didn't refute her.
Hearing her say this, Lin's father looked really relaxed and motioned Yin Jue to sit down and give Feng Ru a big chopstick dish. "Then Yan Yan should eat more vegetables, which is good for her health."
"Thank you, Uncle!" Thank you as happily as the wind. Feeling that the cold air around her finally dissipated, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
As soon as the three of them finished eating, it was dark, leaving only a faint light, which was projected by the moon outside. Yin Jue took the bowl chopsticks and went outside to wash them. He watched like the wind, afraid that he could not see without a lamp, but he didn't know where their oil lamp was, so he found it and lit it with the fire in the palm of his hand.