Chapter 735

Ye Hao looks at the three sitting, and the whole person is not good for a moment.

"You..."

shit, do you want to treat them differently?

Isn't he a living person?

"Mr. Ye, are you sure you don't want to cook it? Nearly 30 minutes have passed. "

There is only half an hour left. If we can't do it well in this half hour, we can only go hungry until noon.

After listening for half an hour, Ye Hao turns around with the jar in his arms. However, Mo Boyuan stops him:

"wait a minute."

"Mo Dao, what happened?"

Can you finish your speech at one time?

Mo Boyuan and the noodles in the bowl at the same time reminded him:

"teacher ye, if you want to have breakfast in time, you should pick out the beans and peanuts in advance."

Otherwise.

Beans need to be pickled in advance, OK?

If it's not cooked, it takes hours to cook.

Although Mo Boyuan doesn't usually cook, he knows his basic knowledge.

Ye Hao seems unable to understand:

"eh? Why? If you pick out all of them, it will become porridge. "

I didn't like to eat porridge, so I took these red beans and peanuts when I picked the ingredients.

Haven't you seen pigs run, haven't you eaten pork yet?

Is that what you usually drink in eight treasures porridge?

"It's up to teacher ye to choose whether to eat porridge or go hungry."

Ye Hao scratched the back of his head:

"OK, listen to Mo's Guide."

Although, up to now, I don't know why.

...

when Ye Hao went to the kitchen, Mo Boyuan continued to peel the shrimp for the two little guys. The noodles in the bowl were not touched by both father and son.

"I'll fill your stomachs first, and then we'll eat together when Uncle Ye comes back."

"I see, Dad."

Small stone mm-hmm two, big mouth chewing shrimp, full of satisfaction.

Don't pick out the stone, boy!

Also, the Mohist father and son are naturally noble, and their mouths have long been kept in their mouths.

Finally, two shrimps were left for Ye Hao:

"don't run around, I'll see your Uncle Ye."

The little guy waved his hand without nostalgia:

"Dad, you go."

Mo Boyuan couldn't help but wring his son's face, then got up and left.

In the kitchen, Ye Hao took out the beans and peanuts from the pot and saw Mo Boyuan come over:

"are you all ready?" Ask.

"No, waiting for you." Then he looked at the stove:

"the porridge is almost ready." Remind me.

Ye Hao also picked out the last peanuts:

"is it almost enough?" Rhetorical questions.

Well, it's really not cannibalism!

Mo Boyuan nodded in confirmation:

"well."

Then he took two more bowls out of the cupboard and washed them.

Ye Hao, on the other hand, turned off the fire in a hurry. He reached out and thought about it. He was immediately scalded for several steps:

"lying in the trough is very hot."

Mo Bo Yuan glanced at his eyes and always felt like a fool.

"Mr. Ye, can't you pad a rag first and then carry it?"

"Oh, it seems, rags. Where are the rags?"

Along the direction of moboyuan's fingers, he finally found a new dishcloth hanging behind the door.

When the two big men came back to the room, the little guy inside was already lying on the table.

A plate of shrimp on a dozen, Mo Boyuan ate one, now there are two left, the rest of the seven or eight children still have to eat two children, how sure the top hungry?

"Dad, are you back?"

In fact, the two children are really sensible and principled.

He said that the two shrimps left for Ye Hao didn't touch them even if they wanted to eat them again.

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