Chapter 129

The students carried the steaming hot dishes onto the table, and the parents began to eat.

She picked up the chopsticks and glanced at the dishes on the table, then picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of meat. Chi Yue picked up the chopsticks and glanced at the dishes on the table, then picked up the chopsticks and picked up the chopsticks.

The soup was fresh and fragrant. It was moist and not greasy. Everything was just right.

This caused Chi Yue to be stunned. This taste was exactly the same as her own … How could this be?

After a moment of confusion, she picked up the other dishes on the menu. She would change the spice or measure the temperature of each dish, but every dish had been changed back …

Chi Yue's face showed surprise and a trace of heaviness. What was going on? It was best not to be like how she was afraid …

"So delicious." Yuan Hui could not help but nod as he ate. "Even children who don't know when to stop are so good at cooking!"

"En..." "Yeah …" Chi Yue nodded as she looked in the direction of the kitchen with a bit of unease in her eyes. Just who cooked these dishes?

Sitting on the left side of Yuan Hui was a couple. Both of them looked surprised when they were eating. The dishes were much better than the ones cooked by their own chefs!

"Hubby! "Hubby!" The woman nudged her husband with her elbow. "Hubby, don't be so busy eating! We came today for official business! "

"Huh?" The man paused for a moment, then reluctantly put down his bowl and chopsticks. "Oh …"

"Photos, take them out." The woman patted the man's hand.

"Alright." The man took out the photo and handed it to the woman. This was a picture he had torn from the wall his son had pasted on before he left. The main purpose of their visit was to see what kind of cult his son had joined, and if any of his classmates had joined.

The woman snatched the photo from the man's hands and stopped the girl who was just about to turn around and leave, "Classmate, I need to ask you something. Do you have this photo?"

This girl was Wei Xiaoying. She smiled when she saw the photo, "Yes! Everyone in our class has it. " The whole class bought photos of the class's class monitor.

"Huh?" Both men and women were shocked. This … this was still the same as entering the entire class?

"More accurately …" Wei Xiaoying pondered for a moment. "It should be everyone in the whole school."

"What?" The woman increased the number of decibels and stood up abruptly. This cult was this strong? You even specialized in developing students to go offline, right?

The woman's actions caused everyone to jump in shock and they all looked over. The man beside her also hurriedly pulled on the woman's arm, indicating for her to quickly sit down.

Han Jinxiang, who was standing on the other side, covered her eyes with her hands. How was she going to break it? He felt like he had lost a lot of face … What was his mother going to do?

Han Jinxiang's mother also realized that she went overboard. She smiled apologetically, sat down, and asked Wei Xiaoying nervously, "Do you know the person in this photo?"

"I do." Wei Xiaoying nodded.

At this point, all the food had been served, and the students who were busy in the kitchen came out in unison.

"Pa Pa Pa Pa …" The parents also applauded, thanking the children they were so proud of.

"Look, it's that one." Wei Xiaoying pointed at Ilan, who was standing among the students, and said, "The class monitor."

"Eh?" Han Jinxiang's parents looked carefully and it really was the person in the photo.

After that, Zhang Ya spoke on behalf of the students. After that, the students returned to their parents' side.

"Is it delicious?" Ilanyou stood beside Yuan Hui with a smile on her face.

"Right." Yuan Hui nodded, "Did you cook any dishes?"

"Of course." "Guess," Ilan said with a smile.

"How am I supposed to guess?" Yuan Hui smiled and looked around, "But you guys have worked hard." So many people, so many dishes.

"I'm fine. It's just that the boy who set up the table is a bit more hardworking." Ilan shrugged his shoulders. The tables in the cafeteria were originally all single, with four tables having six people. But for convenience and convenience, Wang Hongfei's boys arranged these separate tables into two big tables, each with more than 20 people.

It would be quite tiring for him to get the boys to return to their original state after finishing their meal. Although the tables didn't look big, they were still quite heavy.

"Xiaoman, who cooked the dishes on the menu?" Chi Yue asked uneasily.

"I didn't do it." Wang Xiaoman shook her head.

"It definitely wasn't done by you." Chi Yue nodded. She didn't even know how heavy her daughter was?

"Eh …" Wang Xiaoman was embarrassed, "It was made by You You."

"Quiet?" Chi Yue looked at Ilan in shock, "You did it?"

"Yeah." "Oh, thank you so much for your recipe, Aunt Chi."

"Did you change the menu?" Chi Yue asked.

"Right." "Some of them look a little strange," Ilan said with a smile.

"Strange?" "What's weird?" Chi Yue's eyes lit up as she asked.

I can't say it, but it's a feeling." Yi Lan shrugged her shoulders and looked at Chi Yue with concern, "Aunt Chi, are you angry?" "I've heard that chefs don't like people changing their recipes at will.

"Nope." Chi Yue shook her head and smiled, "I'm just a little surprised. I feel that it's quite delicious. Have you cooked before?"

"I've only done simple ones." "My mother taught me to cook noodles and Egg Fried Rice, tomatoes and eggs."

"Right." Yuan Hui nodded. "What's wrong?"

"Nope." Chi Yue's eyes flashed as she said, "Not bad, you're quite talented."

"Heh heh." Ilan scratched the back of his head. This was probably part of the Yi family, after all, they were a family of food and beverages.

"More than having talent." Wang Xiaoman said, "I took a bite at the back and it tasted exactly the same as what Mom cooked!"

"Good for you, Wang Xiaoman." Zhang Ya immediately grabbed Wang Xiaoman's ears, "We worked so hard, yet you still dared to eat secretly!?"

"It hurts, it hurts." Wang Xiaoman slapped Zhang Ya's hand and said, "What do you mean by 'steal'? Is it considered stealing from a scholar? This is called [Steal]. "

"Hahaha …" Everyone laughed when they heard this.

"Arguably, you shouldn't call yourself Wang Xiaoman. You can call yourself Kong Yiman." Zhang Ya rolled his eyes at Wang Xiaoman.

"I, didn't I do it to help You You!" Wang Xiaoman shot a glance at Yi Lan, "What you say, right?"