"Great supplement? Eggs can..."

Yun Wanhe was mid-sentence when he suddenly thought of a proverb about what you eat and what you eat. She immediately stopped speaking with some embarrassment, changed her words and continued to ask curiously:

"You did it?"

"No, a close elder made it for me."

"oh…"

In fact, this statement made Yun Wanhe feel a little warm unintentionally.

She grew up with her grandma, who had been in poor health since she was young. When Xiao Hemiao came back from school every day in high school, sometimes she might not be able to eat the lunch cooked by her grandma, but there was an aunt with an afro next door who belonged to her grandma.

As a good friend, he would often help make lunch for Yun Wanhe.

Qin Ren's "close elders" reminded Yun Wanhe of that afro-headed aunt. The beautiful and warm memories made her speak softer for a while:

"Then you, an elder, have a rather young mentality."

"Why?"

"what why…"

Yun Wanhe pointed at the two poached eggs:

"Aren't you going to give me a heart shape specially made for you?"

"..."

Qin Ren said it was amazing, it took him a long time to see the love, but the minister hit the nail on the head. It must be said that a woman can see through a woman at a glance...

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"I'm back."

"Qin Ren Qin Ren~"

Qin Ren worked a little overtime in the evening and arrived home at about 9 o'clock. As soon as he opened the door, the little girl at home rushed into his arms skillfully, smelling a sweet fragrance and rubbing her little head on his chest.

Rubbing:

"Qin Ren, I would like to eat three delicacies Yi noodles."

"?"

"And... there are also Smelly Ganzi, Bawangsi, and Little Black Bear."

"That's called a little raccoon."

Pixiu was talking about snacks from Qin Ren's childhood. As soon as Qin Ren heard this, he knew that he must have watched some kind of video that recalled his childhood. But for some reason, many childhood snacks no longer have the same taste as they used to.

Take spicy strips for example. The mainstream ones now are Weilong spicy strips, which taste almost the same as the various spicy strips you used to eat when you were a kid.

It's probably because I didn't put in enough additives as when I was a kid, so the flavor isn't strong enough.

When I was a kid, many of the spicy strips were made in shady workshops, so there were rumors such as "sanitary napkins making spicy strips" and "old ladies chewing chicken feet". Not only was the hygienic environment worrying, but various flavorings were also used too hard.

, so much so that after a primary school student in the class finished eating a pack of spicy strips, the strong smell of spicy strips could be felt around several tables around him.

If I share it a little more, the whole classroom will be filled with the smell of spicy strips in the summer.

And this kind of spicy strips is the classic taste of Qin Ren’s childhood!

Of course, it may also be purely psychological. Now that the conditions are better and the food is much more delicious, Qin Ren feels that the so-called childhood snacks are not as delicious as they were in real childhood.

"If you are really interested, I can take you to buy some on the weekends to try it out."

"Okay~"

Luo Yao hugged Qin Ren and kissed him:

"Qin Ren, I also want to eat spicy crabs."

"no!"

With a cold shout, the little snake on the sofa put down his mobile phone and warned Luo Yao seriously:

"Yao Yao, I told you, those are spicy little spiders and cannot be eaten."

"Just eat it."

The Master Shangxian in Qin Ren's arms is fearless and can openly and openly disobey Yu Yourong:

"I also want to eat spicy fish."

"..."

The little snake's face turned dark immediately, which made Qin Ren laugh. He remembered the time when Yu Yourong smashed the refrigerator when he saw a crab for the first time.

"Go, feed Tuantuan two small dried fishes, you are not allowed to eat them secretly."

Qin Ren patted Pi Xiu's little butt and sent her away, then went to the sofa and teased his girlfriend with a smile:

"Yourong, are you still afraid of crabs?"

"It has eight legs!"

The little snake gestured angrily with eight slender, white fingers:

"Eight! Any creature with many legs is a devil!"

"Hahaha…"

Qin Ren found it very interesting to hear the word "devil" used by a cultivator:

"Then according to you, what is a centipede?"

"Also the devil."

The little snake looked serious.

"Where's the caterpillar?"

"devil."

"Where's the centipede?"

"devil."

"Um…"

Qin Ren thought for a while:

"Then do you know who the angel is?"

"Who?"

"Of course they are snakes without legs."

Qin Ren put his arms around Little Snake's shoulders and kissed her soft orchid lips:

"For example, you are my angel."

"What...it's so disgusting..."

Under the warm light, Little Snake's face was as pink as clouds, and the scales on her abdomen were slightly hot. Her arms gradually tightened along Brother Qing's back. Just when she was about to be warm and affectionate, there was a sudden sound from the computer desk behind her.

I heard the voice of a certain sneaky cat:

"Sorry Qin Ren, I seem to have forgotten to pick up a courier. Is it still too late?"

"There's enough time."

Qin Ren nodded and stood up:
Chapter completed!