Chapter 1287

It was noon when the town was very busy. There were many hawkers everywhere. Fuduo and Shen Xu sat down in a fight shed. The boss sold duck blood vermicelli soup.

It's Shen Xu.

It was the duck blood vermicelli soup that brought Fuduo into the shop.

Purple depends on the shoulder of steamed stuffed bun. As the soup of duck blood and vermicelli comes up, steamed stuffed bun takes a bite of duck blood, and she goes down to drink the soup.

Baozi's forehead is beating.

"Bang" hit the table, he glared at purple clothes angrily, and finally couldn't stand it. He looked at Fuduo and said, "brag at me, bang at me, press on my shoulder, I can bear all this! But what are you doing with me! Can't we afford its share of the meal! How can I drink this soup after she drinks it! "

His eyes were red and full of anger. It was obvious that he was extremely angry this time.

Fuduo couldn't help blinking.

Ouch, it's quite bluffing for a young man to lose his temper.

But she is covered by her husband!

She Shua to Shen Xu bosom a slant, hook lips to smile a way: "steamed stuffed bun, do you know mother and your father gentleman earn money how not easy?"? Ziyi is a snake now. It doesn't eat much. It's not necessary to order another duck blood soup for her! "

Baozi's eyes were wide open.

No, he doesn't believe it!

"Whose industries are in the capital? I've heard old man yunkong say that you still have something that can spit gold in your hand! How can you tell my child that it's not easy for you to earn money? " He was so wronged that he was about to cry.

Fuduo immediately put out his hand to wipe the corner of his eye, "ouch, don't cry."

"Mother..." When baozi saw that she was softening, she cried and acted coquettishly.

Fuduoduo repeatedly responded, "Ai Ai Ai!"

"Just order another soup, and the steamed bun will be eaten by Ziyi." Shen Xu spoke blandly.

Fudo has no objection.

No matter what matters to Shen Xu, he will not talk to her.

Fuduo raised his head and yelled to the boss: "boss! Another dish of duck blood vermicelli soup, super spicy, extra spicy, spicy

The boss immediately replied, "OK!"

Steamed stuffed bun???

Mother, do you want to kill me?

"Hey, hey," fuduoduo looked at the steamed stuffed bun tenderly, reached out and pinched it on his small face, and said very kindly, "it doesn't matter if boys eat spicy food more, it can exercise your endurance."

Steamed stuffed bun???

What kind of statement is that? How come he hasn't heard of it!

The duck blood vermicelli soup was soon presented.

Steamed stuffed bun staring at the red layer of pepper, mouth can't help but move, swallow the throat, silently looked at the side of another bowl.

Ziyi is drinking soup with her head buried.

It opened and closed its mouth, and sucked the soup into its mouth a little bit. Occasionally, it bit the blood clot of the duck and swallowed it directly into its stomach. It looked delicious.

Baozi can't help but smash his mouth.

"Mother, actually I..."

"Well? Why is it dark? " Suddenly, the sky was gloomy, like the sun was covered by something, and even the temperature dropped.

Atmosphere, sudden death.

Shen Xu and fuduoduo realize that something is wrong. Fuduoduo gets up from Shen Xu's arms, sits up straight and looks up.

Ziyi also raised his head.

Just for a second, she was shaking all over her body. She was in a panic. She swished along baozi's arm and got into his sleeve. She was very embarrassed.