Chapter 225

Breakfast of Chinese and western wall. Chinese food is very authentic. Eight treasure porridge, small dishes, and hand-made pancakes are also baked. What's more, Su Xiaohe ordered tofu by herself. When she was in France, Hao Hao loved to eat it. Because she had no place to buy it, she learned to make it by herself, and now she just uses it. Western food is also authentic, toast, butter, hot dog, cheese, as well as Western dim sum, four small portions of pasta, four small portions of steak, milk and fresh grape juice, when juicing, she added rock sugar in it, which is delicious and nutritious. The old man came back in the morning, smelled the aroma in the kitchen, and stung, "girl, what's good to cook?"“ Dinner will be ready soon, Grandpa. Please call Haohao for me The old man saw the food in the kitchen at a glance. Fortunately, his kitchen was big enough, otherwise there were so many things that he couldn't put in it. "Did you make this alone?" If a cook cooks, at least two cooks, a Chinese cook and a Western cook. Su Xiaohe takes a look at the old man. If he is not old, he will definitely ask him if he can't count? She is the only one in the kitchen. Naturally, she did it by herself“ Well, I made it myself. " The old man's face was astonished. "It looks good, but I don't know how to eat. I'll call Haohao, and you can quickly put them on the table. I'm hungry, very hungry." In fact, the truth is that he is not hungry at all. He even regrets that he got up early and found that Su Xiaohe was cooking breakfast. When he went out for a walk, he took some biscuits with him and even ate them. At that time, I thought Su Xiaohe must not eat what he cooked, which was not to my taste. I didn't expect that I was drooling now. By the time Su Xiaohe was halfway there, Hao Hao and the old man were already sitting in front of the table. Su Xiaohe glances back at the direction of the stairs. Qi mochuan hasn't come down yet. Hastily to the rest of the end up, then said: "master, Hao Hao, you eat, I go upstairs to see."“ What's good to see in the building? I'm tired all morning. I sit down to eat. Some people, who don't work and don't actively eat, deserve to be hungry. " The old man has been excited to tear a piece of cake to eat, and then, eyes do not pick on staring at the full table of food. Su Xiaohe looked at the direction of the stairs with a guilty heart. She cooked four portions of everything. The old man must have seen it. Hand wringing corner of clothes, finally, Su Xiaohe listen to the old man's words to sit down. Did not expect, she just sat down, buttocks have not sat down, Qi mochuan went downstairs, "eat breakfast also don't call me?"“ Daddy, why are you here? When did you come? " Haohao was happy. He got up and ran to Qi mochuan, holding his thigh. Su Xiaohe sees Qi mochuan holding Haohao, and suddenly remembers that Qi mochuan's cleanliness is not only related to her, but also to Haohao. Qi mochuan is naturally close to her and Haohao. In front of the dining table, the old man looked at it carelessly and asked, "when did you come?" And then he added, "Hao Hao, don't rob my grandfather's lines. I want my grandfather to interrogate him." Haohao spat out, then "Chi Liu" slipped down from Qi mochuan's body, and went back to the old man's side to sit down, but only two days later, he was already familiar with the old man“ Just arrived. " Qi mochuan light, long legs toward the table, at the same time, his eyes are also attracted by a table of food“ oh So why isn't your car in the garage? Where's your car? " The old man asked again, absolutely shameful“ Don't you see grass growing on the road to the garage, old man? In order to take care of Xiaocao's life, I left my car outside today. " Qi mochuan's face is not red and his heart is not beating“ The vitality of the grass is very strong. You can drive in directly tomorrow, not afraid of pressure. " The old man said again. Su Xiaohe is very frightened when he hears this. It seems that the old man knows all about it. He just gives Qi mochuan face and doesn't say it directly. Qi mochuan quietly sat down beside Su Xiaohe. However, he didn't start immediately. Instead, he looked at Su Xiaohe again. Then he asked Su Xiaohe, "why didn't you cook Western food for me?" His gloomy face seemed to be saying, "is his treatment not as good as that of the old man?" It's like you're in the middle of something