Group meal, a table of ten people, according to the head, Zhang Yueyue and other people together, ordered ten hot dishes, five cold dishes, a soup, a dessert.

After ye Susu settled the menu with them, some dishes had been prepared the night before.

Even song Yiran helped.

But even so, today four tables, more than 40 hot dishes, ye Susu in front of the chat, will also delay the dish.

"OK, let's go, son. Let's go to the kitchen."

Ye Susu heard Zai Zai's words clearly, and took him by the hand to go back to the kitchen.

That's a lot louder than a child's voice.

As soon as Mrs. Zhang heard this, she began to feel friendly.

The mother's tone is too familiar to her.

Isn't this the Baoma in the studio?

She thought, and immediately threw Zhang leyue's hand aside, "shh."

Zhang Yue couldn't figure it out.

What the hell is that?

What about the quality of a wealthy wife in public?

But he didn't respond, and Mrs. Zhang didn't care about him. Her eyes fell on the two mothers and their children.

This is a look, is surprised and happy, the face is all ordinary people won the lottery lucky and excited.

"Son Baby... "

She murmured.

Zhang leyue finally followed her mother's line of sight.

He only saw Ye Susu turn around.

But in the end is to do the cause of writing, he paid attention to observation, immediately found a small hairy head around her waist.

Zhang leyue blinked and rubbed her eyes.

What did he see?

As soon as he shook his mind, he saw that the hairy little head happened to turn around and looked at them curiously, revealing a lovely little face with white, soft and black eyes.

The little guy's eyes met his eyes. He was obviously stunned. Like a little suckling cat, he flashed a little uncomfortable. But he soon opened his mouth to him and laughed softly.

A pair of beautiful dimples, hanging on the cheek.

The little guy felt the hair on his head shyly.

"Hello, uncle."

Xiaonaiyin is quite energetic, cute and a little masculine.

Zhang leyue opened her mouth and stopped for a second, "you, hello Ah

He called out the last syllable.

Because Mrs. Zhang pinched her son jealously.

Until ye Susu and her son returned to the kitchen, Zhang Yueyue could not help gritting her teeth, "what's the matter with you in the end?"

"Why did the little guy say hello to you, and why didn't he say hello to me?"

Mrs. Zhang is so jealous!

In particular, just now the little guy turned his head to smile at Zhang leyue. The smile was too sweet. Her white and soft face was so cute that she wanted to hug her.

In winter, he was wearing a long black down jacket, from the neck to the buttocks, and his two short legs became shorter.

White little guy, short legs, walking and holding his mother's hand, the hair on his head swayed.

This small appearance really makes Mrs. Zhang hard to breathe.

At this time, Mrs. Zhang felt that she could finally understand why Xu Yuan had to hide from her the story of the band aid she had seen.

Because this kind of good thing will definitely drive other friends who have heard about it but have not met.

Isn't that annoying?

She's tired of watching her son now.

"Because I saw him, he called me."

"I saw him, too."

"Because I'm sitting right in front of him."

"Change position."

“……”

Zhang leyue is ignorant, and others are not very good.

At his table, except for Mrs. Zhang, all the others, including the group of three, the gardener and the Chinese sports group, were stunned.

"Who is that child?"

"Did the landlady just call the child Whelp

"What's the relationship between the child and the landlady?"

The hearts of a bunch of single dogs are tottering.

Zhang leyue finally regained some sense, which made her realize the key.

"I know the answer to this question."

Mrs. Zhang raised her hand in high spirits.

It's nothing like talking about Aidou with other people.

"Mother child relationship. The boss's wife is the child's mother. Just now the child called her that."

But as soon as she said it, other people's dreams for so long were shattered.

"Ah?"

"No!"

"It's impossible!"

All single dogs have ever thought about the landlady. Although they don't come to eat for the landlady, who hasn't enjoyed her beauty while eating?The lovely landlady is the antidote for their tired work.

With the addition of delicious and fresh food, meow restaurant is almost their spiritual sustenance.

"At that time, I thought that the owner's wife said that the cubs were cats and dogs."

Li Duo is in pain.

"Me, too. Ah, sure enough, beautiful women are all creatures with their own masters, and silk can't have them."

Chen Xiaofei also sighed.

While they were talking, a tall and straight figure passed by the table.

He was wearing a mask, black framed glasses, a chef's hat and a white chef's uniform.

"Excuse me, it's served."

"Fried meatballs, fried vermicelli with pickled cabbage."

His voice is deep and sweet, which is different from that of ordinary waiters and chefs.

The bachelor who is mourning his lost dream can't help looking at him more.

When we look at it, we feel sad.

Some of them can't see their facial features clearly, but they are tall and have two dishes in one hand. They are quite steady and have a pleasant voice.

They lost.

They can't even compare with the temporary attendants around the landlady. How dare they think about the beauty of the landlady?

"You can only look at it from a distance and dare not play with it."

Li duo read a poem to mourn his love that had ended before he had time to start.

He took a chopstick of sauerkraut fried vermicelli, put it into his mouth and chewed it angrily.

On the spot, I cried.

Sour!

This stutter made my heart ache.

"Li..."

Next to Mrs. Zhang is red lips slightly open, almost called a name, but see their son looked over, and quickly shut up.

She quickly clipped a fried ball to hide her surprise.

The live broadcast baby is Xu Yuan's grandson, and her father has come after her.

As early as in the live broadcast, she heard that Bao Ma and the child's father had a love affair with dew five years ago. Now it seems that Li Jun is catching up very closely.

Yeah, so cute.

If Li Jun doesn't want the child, she can let Zhang leyue take the lead.

After thinking about it, Mrs. Zhang naturally bowed her head, gracefully put the fried meatballs in a small bowl, scooped them up with a spoon, held a tissue in her side hand against her mouth, and gracefully took a small bite.

Originally, she was thinking about something, but suddenly she was stunned by the taste of the hot fried meatballs.

This meatball is made of minced pork foam. It's three parts fat and seven parts thin. It's fried slowly in a small and medium heat oil pan until it's golden and crisp. It's not burnt or firewood outside.

This bite, although elastic general, but inside the core is tender and fragrant, crisp and delicious, and some hot hot mouth.

The meatball has also been improved, with some eggs, lotus root foam and shrimp paste added. It is delicious, crisp and fragrant, and not greasy at all.

Mrs. Zhang ate a small half, as usual, will politely eat the rest, and then put down her chopsticks.

But today, she couldn't help but eat one. It was addictive and she went to clip the second one.

Normally, she shouldn't, but she is more diligent than Zhang leyue.

Because when she was sitting properly, she listened to the voice coming from the table behind.

"Madame, it was your son just now. Wow, isn't it lovely?"

Some female family members praised it.

Ye Susu quickly replied with a smile, "well, how about this fried meatball? Does it taste good? My son also helped to make several balls. "

As soon as Mrs. Zhang listened, she went to see the ball on the table. As expected, it was a little crooked, not round.

As soon as her eyes brightened, she was filled with fragrance.

It seems that what I just ate was not fried meatballs, but peaches given by the queen mother.

No need for Zhang Yue to say, she quickly put two small balls in her bowl.

While eating, while happily holding chopsticks poke balls, left and right to see.

"Mom, pay attention to your image."

The rich lady has a problem with an unskilled fried meatball. This Zhang leyue thinks her mother is exaggerating.

Mrs. Zhang glared at him.

"What do you know? When you look at this fried meatball, do you think it's particularly cute? Look carefully."

"It's not very mellow. The landlady made a mistake."

"Ah, what's so strange about mellow? Do these two little horns look like little ears? It's lovely

“……”

Zhang leyue watched it for a long time, but didn't see it.

The abstract paintings are more beautiful than this ball.

"Yes, Ma. Even if you support me in writing the script, you don't have to give me material so actively. It's fake. "

Mrs. Zhang ignored him angrily.

But she just felt that the two irregular balls in the bowl were fresh and beautiful.

Like a group of coquettish cheap goods, grow a small delicate flower, charming ah, delicious ah.When she looked at it, she was reluctant to eat.

"I want to take a picture, son. You help me turn out the filter

“……???”

And over there, the tall and straight waiter followed Ye Susu into the back kitchen, and quickly exchanged eyes with her.

"Well, I'm almost ready for this salmon. Help me carry it out later."

"Good."

"Mom, is your good stewed fish ready? Let tall Well, this temporary worker is going out. "

Ye Susu said and covered the corner of his mouth.

Song Yiran put down the spoon and quickly looked back at them.

"Well."

Song Yiran nodded to the tall figure.

"Young man, come and help me with the fish."

"I'll show you how to load."