Without knowing it, they ate well.

"But after the selection, one of the judges, Shah Rukh, did ask me what was placed inside." Ye Fei shrugged, "I told you the truth. His face was really... not very good."

"So from this perspective, it really shocked him." Ye Fei said with a smile.

She didn't mean to deliberately put the other person on the verge of not eating it, just to increase the taste.

Everyone took a few more sips of soup and another sip of sake.

This taste is so good.

Unfortunately, the little guy can't drink it.

Seeing the adults drinking with satisfaction, Li Xiaoyun liked it even more.

The little guy was so anxious that he couldn't do it.

He raised his little face and asked Zhao Gushen, "Dad, can I taste it? Just try it, a small mouthful."

The little guy also stretched out his little hand, stretched out his index finger, and gestured a "1".

Zhao Gushen looked at Ye Fei and asked, "Give him a taste?"

With just one move, Li Xiaoyun instantly understood who was talking about this family.

Ye Fei tasted the sake and felt mild, without any spicy or vigorous, and the degree was not high.

Just said, "That's all that can be taken."

Ye Fei emphasized again: "This time, there will be no next time."

The little guy nodded quickly; "Just taste a little."

Seeing Ye Fei nodding, Zhao Gushen gave his cup to Xiaomo: "Try it."

The glass cup can be seen directly.

The little guy didn't dare to be clever and took a sip honestly.

Then he let out a long sigh of anger: "It tastes so delicious!"

The little guy obediently returned the wine glass to Zhao Gushen and said, "I really want to grow up quickly, so that I can protect Xiao Fei and drink."

The helplessness he had in Ye Fei's arms in the morning was deeply remembered by the little guy.

However, Ye Fei didn't want him to grow up so quickly.

Not physically, but psychologically.

All children who grow up early have a reason behind it that they have to grow up early.

And these reasons are usually not so pleasant.

Let Xiaomo grow up too early and mature too early is their dereliction of duty as their parents.

Ye Fei did not say it directly, but said sadly: "But if you grow up, it proves that we are old. Every year you grow up, we will grow older. When you grow up, you can protect me."

Ye Fei made a move and calculated: "For example, when he was 20 years old, you are five years old now. When you are 20 years old, I will be 42 years old. Dad is even worse, he is almost fifty. In a few years, he will retire."

"Then gradually, we get old enough to walk, and our teeth gradually lose more and more." Ye Fei said, "When people get older, their height will shrink, and their backs will not be as straight as they are."

"The head of white hair is full of hair, and you have to walk with crutches, trembling. Your eyes are not good enough, and you don't have the strength to cook for you." Ye Fei tilted his head and said while thinking about the future scene.

Not to mention, there is a picture in her mind.

"At that time, I really have to protect you." Ye Fei said.

Unexpectedly, the little guy's eyes turned red.

"I...I don't want to grow up!" The little guy hugged Ye Fei's arm, "I don't want to grow up, I don't want you to grow old, I still want to eat the food you cooked for me."

The little guy made a difficult choice between protecting Ye Fei and eating the rice made by Ye Fei.

Too difficult to choose.

He wanted to have the ability to protect Ye Fei, but he didn't want his parents to grow old.

Ye Fei gently stroked the back of the little guy's head and said, "So, you don't have to grow up in such a hurry. Actually, I want time to pass slowly and slower. Have more time to get along with you."

"Don't urge yourself to grow up, just grow up normally. You grow up slowly, and we grow up slowly, and we have more time."

"And, I have my father's protection now." Ye Fei said softly, "He has protected us both. Look, he is not old now, he is alone, enough to protect us both. So, you don't need to worry."

The little guy turned to look at Zhao Gushen.

It is hard for him to imagine Zhao Gushen's old look now.

In his heart, Zhao Gushen seemed to never grow old, and he would be like this for the rest of his life.

Of course, so did Ye Fei.

Ye Fei rubbed the little guy's head and brought him a skewer of roasted tomatoes: "Didn't you always want to eat skewers? Eat and wear this first, and then eat meat, and the taste will be different."

The little guy immediately packed up his sadness and took the tomato handed over by Ye Fei.

There were three pieces on one string.

This time the little guy learned his lesson, pinched the bamboo stick, and first tried to touch the tomato with his lips.

The heat dissipation of vegetables and fruits is slower. The little guy felt it was hot, so he carefully blew it for a long time, and repeatedly tried it in the middle.

Finally, he felt that the temperature was acceptable, so he took another pill in one bite.

Even so, I was still burned by the heart in the middle of the tomato.

He opened his mouth and ate Haci's breath again to relieve the heat.

A little bit of perilla was sprinkled on the tomatoes.

The tomatoes with a little wrinkled but still bright red were sprinkled with dark perilla crumbs.

Extremely tempting.

The tomatoes are sweet and sour. After being roasted, the sour taste is stronger than the sweet taste, plus the aroma of perilla.

Especially appetizing.

After the little guy finished eating this string, his appetite opened up.

There is also the soup I just put at the bottom of my stomach, and I can eat it open.

I immediately took another chicken liver skewers.

Zhao Dingliu also took a string.

Both Zhao Dingluo and Zhao Gushen are picky about food.

It’s just because of my professional relationship that I usually check the chef’s new dishes and try everything.

This is work, so they are not allowed to be picky about food or not.

It must be done as work.

But in fact, Zhao Dingli doesn't like chicken liver very much.

He doesn't like it very much if he thinks the chicken liver has a fishy smell.

But tonight, Zhao Dingli was really curious about Ye Fei's cooking skills.

I was curious if she could roast the chicken liver that he didn't like so delicious.

Zhao Dingli picked it up and put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it. Apart from the aroma of charcoal fire, he did not smell the fishy smell of chicken liver.

Perhaps it was the carbon fire that covered the fishy smell of chicken liver?

"Do you still have charcoal?" Li Xiaoyun asked Ye Fei in surprise.

Ye Fei has never been troublesome about cooking.

She nodded: "I bought a household charcoal stove, the round one, and added the range hood to the maximum gear and discharged the cigarette."

Li Xiaoyun knew that Zhao Dingle doesn’t like to eat chicken liver. Now he is taking the initiative and doesn’t even care about eating. He first observes Zhao Dingle’s reaction.

Zhao Dingli looked at the chicken liver and seemed to be much tenderer than what he had seen before.
Chapter completed!