Chapter 118:

Meng Nan smiled and said: “Okay, you go and busy yourself.”

Jin Shiwei rushed back to the kitchen, but when he came back, he saw Hu Feng standing next to the stone stove. He was holding a bowl and a spoon on his hands. His bowl was filled with golden corn and soft pork ribs. In a blink of an eye, the half pot of corn ribs soup was reduced in half. Jin Shiwei was in pain. He really wanted to curse this time. When that guy, Hu Feng came back at home, he just hides in his room. While he, he made a fire and do some errand for that little girl. However, when the soup was heated, Hu Feng ran fast to eat?

Anyway, this was Hu Family’s house, not the government office, nor Meng Family’s house. He can only watch Hu Feng carry his bowl of corn ribs soup away.

Hu Feng took the soup to the table in the hall and sat on the right side of Meng Nan. The two were sitting adjacent side of the table.

Meng Nan took a glanced at Hu Feng, then stretched out his hand and untied the cover of his face, revealing a large rotting flesh of his face.

Hu Feng took his spoon and was about to send it on his mouth. But suddenly, he stopped, frowned his eyebrows and swept his eyes on Meng Nan. After looking, he immediately got up and took his soup, then look for a chair to sit near the front door.

Meng Nan looked at Hu Feng and said: “Hu Feng, what are you doing? Why don’t you eat on the same table with this official?”

Hu Feng didn’t look back at Meng Nan, he only faintly said: “Stinky!”

Meng Nan almost choked. He knew his wounds were stinky, but he didn’t expect that Hu Feng will be so direct in his word. Regardless of his position, he was shunned by him, which was simply… … degrading.

However, he forgot about this little event soon.

Because the corn ribs soup was really delicious. The soup was very smooth and very easy to drink. The corn’s fragrance gives off a nice fragrance. It was very different to those precious supplement tonic he usually drinks. The soup taste so delicious. It was the best soup he had ever tasted. The ingredients were simple, but the original flavor was there. This was what you called a human food.

Was all the food he had eaten before not a human food?

After a short while, Meng Nan’s bowl has reached its bottom. He called Jin Shiwei, but no one answered him. And so, he took his bowl and got up, then he went to the backyard. In the backyard, he saw Jin Shiwei poured the last drop of the corn ribs soup in a bowl.

Meng Nan was trying to make Jin Shiwei bring him the soup, but unexpectedly before he could open his mouth. Jin Shiwei directly took a sip in the bowl… …

Jin Shiwei pretended like he didn’t saw Meng Nan and said: “Gongzi, I’m sorry, there’s nothing left.”

Meng Nan pointed to his finger to the bowl: “Don’t you have a bowl in your hand? Bring it over.”

Jin Shiwei shook his head and said: “No, no, this subordinate has already drunk the soup, it’s dirty. Gongzi, you shouldn’t drink this.”

Meng Nan waved his hand: “It doesn’t matter, I don’t think you are dirty, bring it to me.”

Jin Shiwei wanted to curse his aging mother, he doesn’t dare to disobey his young master’s order. However, when he looked at the bowl in his hands, he doesn’t know where his guts came from, but he drank the soup… …