Chapter 2869： Trickier than the emperor's tongue

Yan Mingshun took the onion, ginger, garlic, celery, onion, coriander, and soy sauce and vinegar, and put it in the basket. He took a green onion and put it in front of the pig. Covering his nose, he stared at the onion in disgust.

"What are you doing? The little pig doesn't like the smell of onion, so take it away."

Meimei slapped Yan Mingshun's hand away and glared at him fiercely.

"Don't you like these little pigs?" Yan Mingshun didn't know much about the little guy's dietary characteristics, only that his younger son didn't like meat.

"Yeah, he doesn't like any food with a strong taste, and the pig's food can only be put in salt and sugar, and don't put any other soy sauce and vinegar sprinkles on anything. He doesn't like it at all." Yan Ming frowned. The things that Shun took out were put back in the kitchen, and the little pig took a deep breath and continued to eat the cake.

But today's little pig changed his usual good appetite, he only ate two pieces of cake, and he usually eats four pieces!

"I'm full... sleepy, sleep..."

After the little pig had finished drinking the milk, his eyes could no longer be opened. He squinted and slumbered, and stretched out his hands to beg for a hug, wanting Meimei to take him back to his room to sleep.

Going up the stairs is so tiring!

"Why do you only eat two pieces? Don't you always eat four pieces, little pig?" Meimei was a little worried, her appetite suddenly halved, could it be that she was not feeling well?

"tastes bad……"

Meimei picked up the potato cake and tasted it. The taste was very good. It was no different from yesterday. Yesterday, the little pig ate four pieces!

"Mom thinks it's no different from yesterday's cake. It's delicious as well. What's wrong with you, little pig?" Meimei was even more worried. The most direct manifestation of a child's illness is that his appetite becomes smaller, his mouth becomes bitter, and he can't eat anything. smell.

She put her forehead against the little pig's forehead, and the temperature was slightly higher than hers, but it was normal. The child's body temperature was already higher than that of adults, indicating that the little pig had no fever, and Meimei was relieved.

"Mom is stupid...it doesn't taste good." The little pig opened his eyes dissatisfied, and looked at the eyebrows with disgust, unable to discern the obvious difference.

"I'll have a bite... It's exactly the same as yesterday, Lele, come and have a bite."

Grandma Yang also took a bite and came to the same conclusion as Meimei. She was afraid that she would not have the right taste because of her age, so she asked Lele to try it.

Lele ate a piece of potato cake in three bites, licked his fingers, and concluded, "It's delicious. It's better with some meat."

"Stupid...it's not delicious!" The little pig was helpless Yan Mingshun hugged the little pig, put it on his lap, and asked softly, "Why isn't today's cake delicious? What's not good about?"

"Smelly..." said Piglet gruntingly.

"What stinks? Mingming is fragrant." Meimei really wanted to kneel, such a fragrant potato cake still stinks, this little thing's mouth is more difficult than the emperor's tongue!

"It's stinky... the eggs are stinky..." The little pig was unhappy, obviously it was stinky, but it was still within his tolerance, so he could barely eat two pieces, or he would starve.

Meimei took another bite in disbelief. The egg had a strong fragrance. How did the little things smell?

Yan Mingshun also ate a potato cake, but he felt the same as his daughter-in-law. It was really fragrant and had no odor, but he felt that his younger son would definitely not lie, and there should be another secret.

Aunt Fang suddenly patted her forehead, "Emma...I remembered. I beat three eggs in the morning. One of them was probably left for a long time. It was not very bright, but it was definitely not broken, but it was a little scattered."