Chapter 107： Bamboo Shoot Fried Pork

Chu Qiao took the male chopsticks and placed an egg for each of the brothers. She steamed four eggs, exactly one for each person. She likes eggs and soup with steamed eggs with meat floss. The bibimbap is very fresh.

The brothers ate it in big mouthfuls. It was so delicious that they didn't even want to chew it, and wanted to swallow it directly. At this moment, they only hated that their throat was too thin to swallow directly.

"It's delicious, I've never eaten such a delicious dish in my life." Zhou Dabao swallowed a mouthful of rice, couldn't help but sigh, and got a slap on the head.

"How old are you? This life has just begun, and you are not allowed to say such things in the future!"

Gu Ye glared angrily, Dabao is a thief, a little devil, and old-fashioned.

Dabao laughed and continued to eat. Xiaobao didn't have time to talk at all, and couldn't stop eating. Chu Qiao was worried that the brothers were choking. From time to time, he told them to eat slowly, but it was useless.

"Don't worry about them, you'll be fine if you choke, just take a shot and eat it."

Gu Ye felt sorry for his daughter-in-law. He hadn't eaten a few bites of food yet. He put an egg in Chu Qiao's bowl, and some meat floss, and grinned at her.

Chu Qiao blushed, and gave him some meat as well.

"I've eaten a bowl of rice."

Gu Ye took a big mouthful of the rest of the food in the bowl and ate it all up. He turned the empty bowl over and showed her. With just one mouthful of his wife's mouth, he could eat half a bowl of rice. .

Chu Qiao couldn't help laughing, and persuaded: "You eat slowly, eating so fast is bad for your stomach."

"got used to."

Gu Ye filled a bowl of rice, and today's rice was cooked well, neither soft nor hard. The same rice his wife cooked was glutinous, fragrant, and sweet. Even if he ate white rice, he could eat three bowls.

Chu Qiao stopped persuading him. The people from Team B might have eaten quickly. The habit they developed was really hard to change for a while.

Not only did Gu Ye eat fast, but Zhou Dabao's brothers were not slow and devoured, and Chu Qiao discovered that Zhou Dabao had a small habit, which could not be called a bad habit, but it was not very elegant. That is, when this child was eating, he always glanced at the dining table. , as if counting how many dishes are left.

Chu Qiao observed for a while, Zhou Dabao's eyes were basically fixed on the dishes on the dining table, his mouth didn't stop, it was a subconscious action, and Dabao would serve his brother dishes from time to time, while Xiaobao himself hardly served dishes and buried his head. Eat hard.

The habits of children are created by the environment. Zhou Dabao has such a habit, which is obviously related to the environment in which he grew up. Chu Qiao is a little puzzled. The father of the brothers is a team B cadre. It is also a lot of money, and Dabao only has two brothers. Compared with a family with five or six children in the countryside, the Zhou family is considered affluent. Ask Gu Ye what happened.

On the first day, Chu Qiao didn't want to educate the children, so he pretended he didn't see it, let the brothers eat more happily, and then slowly corrected the minor problems of the two children. The two brothers were excellent in their previous lives. , became someone else's child.

Therefore, Chu Qiao is not worried about things like study and career. She only needs to take care of the two children's bodies and let them get rid of some bad habits. Maybe the brothers will be better in this life.

"belch……"

Xiaobao hiccupped. He had already eaten a bowl and a half, and the food reached his throat, and he couldn't eat any more.

Zhou Dabao couldn't take it anymore. He ate three bowls and a lot of dishes, but his eyes weren't full, so he wanted to eat more.

"Eat it tomorrow, don't eat too much at night."

Chu Qiao refused to let them eat, and took their bowls. The children ate too much at once and easily accumulated food. Seeing that the two children were still reluctant to part with them, she softened and coaxed: "Eat eight-treasure porridge tomorrow morning, as well as burritos. , let's roll eggs and shredded potatoes to eat, and we will have delicious food every day from now on."

"Every day...?... hiccup..." Little Treasure's big eyes were sparkling, and he jumped up with joy. The food that the pretty aunt said was delicious just by hearing the name.

"Definitely, I will cook a lot of food, and I can do it every day. As long as you are obedient and study hard, there will be delicious food every day. "

Chu Qiao's face was sullen, and he gave both kindness and power. Children should not be coaxed blindly. They had to be kind and strict, but they had to master their sense of proportion. These were all **** lessons from the previous life.

"The fried meat with bamboo shoots is also delicious." Zhou Xiaobao was delighted, as long as there was meat, it was delicious.

Zhou Dabao glanced at his younger brother in disgust, how naive and ignorant!

Gu Ye sneered, took the feather duster from the cabinet, waved it at Zhou Xiaobao a few times, and said fiercely, "Do you want to eat the fried pork with bamboo shoots?"

Zhou Xiaobao shuddered a little, and immediately became enlightened. He understood the meaning of 'bamboo shoots and fried pork', and his hair stood up~ clasped his head with his hands, his body trembled, "Don't eat it!"

Zhou Dabao frowned, slapped his younger brother hard, and shouted, "What are you afraid of, this is Uncle Gu's house, you idiot!"

It's been such a long time, why are you still so cowardly? Zhou Dabao disliked his younger brother's disappointment so much, he couldn't help but patted it again, and Xiaobao then reacted, let go of his hand, and smiled embarrassedly.

Gu Ye regrets it very much. I didn't expect that it's been more than half a year. Xiaobao's reaction is still so big. The hurt that that hateful woman caused to Dabao and Xiaobao can't be forgiven even if she dies. Dabao Xiaobao's mother, he really wants to kill that bitch.

"Go out to play when you're full, and go home when you're full!"

As soon as Gu Ye finished speaking, the two brothers cheered and ran out. After a while, they disappeared, and the children's screams came from the corridor.

"Dabao, your food is really delicious today. It's more fragrant than my mother's cooking. I ate a bowl of rice more." A boy's envious voice sounded young, only in his teens. Hongxia's youngest son, Shou Hongbin.

"My aunt cooked it, and my aunt also explained that she would make eight-treasure porridge and noodles for Xiaobao and I to eat early. She would cook something delicious, and it would be different every day." Zhou Dabao was very proud, his body was straight and his head held high. With his chest out, so did Xiaobao next to him, standing straighter than loose.

"Your aunt is amazing, can I eat at your house tomorrow morning?" Shou Hongbin couldn't help swallowing, but just listening to it made him greedy. His mother would always make rice in the morning, fry an egg for extravagance, or make An egg fried rice, I have never cooked eight-treasure porridge, and I have never made noodles.

"Then I'll go home and ask my aunt."

Zhou Dabao didn't agree immediately, and Shou Hongbin was also very sensible. He didn't bother with his face, and the voices of several children were soon inaudible, and they all ran down to play.