Holding back her displeasure, she invited people into the door. Mrs. Xue came over enthusiastically, "Qing'an, today is your birthday. It's our rule that children should eat a bowl of longevity noodles for their birthday. I made it, and you can eat it before you go."
Ouyang Qing'an was very surprised, and then moved, "thank you, grandma. It's too hard for you."
He didn't expect that the Xue family would make noodles for themselves.
Mrs. Xue smiled and stroked her hair down to the tip of her ears. "What's hard, Xueer, take Qing'an to the house."
Xue Xueer winked at him and said in a loud voice, "brother Qing'an, you can have a good mouth today. The longevity noodles made of my milk are delicious. No one in all the villages can compare with me."
"You girl!" Old lady Xue gave the little girl a look, "you'll make me happy."
Knowing that her granddaughter said this on purpose, old lady Xue was still happy. To tell the truth, she was young and good at both work and cooking in the village.
"Milk is the best." The little girl tooted her mouth, and then said with a show of pride, "brother Qing'an, I really don't lie to you. What I do is delicious. You can eat more later."
The little girl's eyes were shining like black grapes. Ouyang Qing'an smiled softly and gently agreed, "OK, I'll eat them all."
The little girl was instantly excited. She jumped three feet high. She held hands and walked to the kitchen. Xu fangya cooked noodles there. Ouyang Qing'an saw and greeted Xu fangya. Even Xu fangya had to sigh that the child's tutor was really good.
She put two bowls of noodles in front of her. Xue Xueer took out two eggs from the bowl and handed them to him, "brother Qing'an, here you are."
Ouyang Qing'an hasn't seen it yet. It's strange, "what's this?"
Xue Xueer smiled and squinted, "this is a red egg. We will eat it for our birthday here."
Ouyang Qing'an's mood is a little complicated. He has seen many eggs, but he hasn't seen red eggs yet. He feels a little different. Xue Xueer sees that he hasn't moved for a long time with red eggs. Xue Xueer is puzzled and asks, "brother Qing'an, why don't you eat? The noodles are almost lump“
The little girl sucked away a mouthful of noodles, and there was a poached egg lying on it. It looked very attractive. The little girl bit her mouth in general, squinted delicious, and the craft of milk was getting better and better.
Ouyang Qing'an turned and looked at the little girl eating so delicious. His eyes couldn't help being soft. In fact, he had already had breakfast when he came, but now he was hungry again. "OK, I'll eat too. You eat slowly and don't choke."
The little girl nodded casually. Her eating looks very elegant. Today, it's all noodles made of milk. It's delicious.
Ouyang Qing'an also ate a lot. He carefully opened the red egg. He didn't know what was in it. The white and tender protein and tender yellow egg yolk were very attractive. He didn't eat it. Instead, he looked at the little girl next to him, divided the egg into two and put the big one in the little girl's bowl.
Xue Xueer looked up at the egg in the bowl and said, "brother Qing'an, why did you give it to me?"
Ouyang Qing'an just ate the half and lied without making a draft, "I don't like eating eggs, so, xiaoxueer, just help me share some!"
The voice was begging, especially with the exquisite and impeccable face, which made people want to take out their hearts.
Xue Xueer's face changed immediately, as if she had accepted any major mission. Her face was bulging, "OK, if brother Qing'an doesn't like eggs in the future, give them to me!"
She had no doubt about anything. After all, like someone who didn't eat coriander, she thought that brother Qing'an didn't like eggs, but it was specially made by milk. Brother Qing'an would eat it. The little girl admired him even more in the moment.
Ouyang Qing'an smiled and said nothing, but his eyes were meaningful.