Dr. Jiang’s Daily Adversities

Ye Hao looked at the three who were sitting, and the whole person suddenly became ill.

"you guys...."

Damn, do you want to treat this differently?

Isn't he a living person?

"Teacher Ye, are you sure you don't cook it yet? Almost 30 minutes have passed since an hour."

Only half an hour is left, and if you can’t handle it within half an hour, you can only go hungry until noon.

After listening for half an hour, Ye Hao quickly turned around holding the jar, but was stopped by Mo Boyuan:

"wait."

"Motor, what's wrong?"

Can you finish talking in one go?

Mo Boyuan and the noodles in the bowl reminded:

"Teacher Ye, if you want to have breakfast in time, you should pick out those beans and peanuts in advance."

otherwise.

Do all beans need to be brewed in advance?

If it is not brewed, it will take several hours to cook it.

Although Mo Boyuan doesn't usually cook, he still knows basic common sense.

Ye Hao seems to be unable to understand:

"Uh? Why? Pick them all out, isn't that porridge?"

I didn't like to drink porridge, so I took these red beans and peanuts when I was picking ingredients.

Have you never seen a pig run and eaten pork?

Are these things in the eight-treasure porridge you usually drink?

"Porridge or continue to be hungry, Mr. Ye chooses it himself."

Ye Hao scratched the back of his head:

"All right, listen to the ink guide."

Although, I still don't know why.

Ye Hao went to the kitchen, Mo Boyuan continued to peel the shrimps for the two little guys, the noodles in the bowl, the father and son did not touch them.

"First fill up your stomachs for both of you, and when Uncle Ye comes back, we will eat together."

"I see, Dad."

Xiao Shitou said twice, chewing the shrimp, his face full of satisfaction.

It can be seen that the stone child is not picky eaters!

Also, the father and son of the Mo family are both natural and expensive, and their mouths have long been raised.

A plate of shrimps finally left two for Ye Hao:

"You two don't run around, I will go see your Uncle Ye."

The little guy waved his hand without reluctance:

"Dad, you go."

Mo Boyuan couldn't help but twisted his son's face lightly before getting up and leaving.

In the kitchen, while Ye Hao was cooking, he picked out the beans and peanuts from the pot, when Mo Boyuan came over:

"Have you all eaten?" asked.

"No, waiting for you." When the words were over, he looked at the stove:

"The porridge is almost there," reminded.

Ye Hao also picked the last peanut:

"Almost?" asked rhetorically.

This one is really inhumane!

Mo Boyuan nodded in confirmation:

"Ok."

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

Ye Hao turned off the fire a little hurriedly, reaching for it, and was instantly scalded for several steps:

"Fuck it, it's hot."

Mo Boyuan glanced, always feeling like a fool.

"Teacher Ye, can't you put a rag before serving it?"

"Oh, it looks like a rag, where is the rag?"

Following the direction of Mo Boyuan's fingers, he finally found a new rag hanging behind the door.

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

There are about ten shrimps per plate. Mo Boyuan ate one, and now there are two left. The remaining seven or eight have to be eaten by two children. How can he be hungry?

"Dad, are you back?"

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

Even if he wanted to eat the two shrimps left for Ye Hao, he didn't touch them.