The Male Main's Uncle Is Openly Obsessed With Me

When Su Yayan and Huo Chenhuan came out of the small kitchen, they saw such a picture. Several old people who were hundreds of years old in total looked at each other around a big table.

They didn't show up, and no one dared to move the chopsticks first. They looked a little... Pitiful?

Su Yayan laughs, turns his head and looks at Huo Chenhuan, and walks quickly to Master Cheng.

"Grandfather, everyone is here. It's time to eat."

Mr. Cheng was a little surprised, knowing that his granddaughter had purposely given him the honor to be the host of the guests.

Immediately straight waist board, light cough a way: "OK, since everybody arrived, while hot eat."

The others couldn't understand their little actions, and they were inevitably soured again.

But soon they were not in the mood to sigh about the excellence of other people's children, and the big table in front of them had already attracted all their attention.

Although Su Yayan cooked many dishes, there were many people eating together today. At the beginning, several people were still thinking about the identity of their guests and did not dare to be too presumptuous.

Later, as they ate, several of them showed their true colors and became friends with Mr. Cheng.

Like a child, after a few words of noise, he began to grab what he liked. You grab me and I grab you.

Originally, Su Yayan's dishes were delicious. After so much competition, the people who ate a meal were red faced and almost performed martial arts.

Su Yayan seems to have been used to this for a long time. He takes Huo Chenhuan and sits on one side, watching several people scuffle while adding food to Huo Chenhuan.

"Try this boiled fish. It's fresh and has few bones. It's better than what we've eaten before. It's not good to eat one taste. Next time I'll ask someone to make some sauerkraut and make a sour fish soup. " Su Yayan thought, "or make a fragrant fish, sweet and sour fish, fish hotpot... Anyway, even the same ingredients, there are many ways, we eat the same, see what you like to eat."

"Well." Huo Chenhuan answered in a low voice, then pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "crayfish."

"Crayfish?" Su Yayan was stunned for a moment, and quickly reflected that he asked about the other ways of crayfish. He said with a smile, "crayfish also have a lot of ways. In addition to the spicy crayfish I've made for you several times before, they can also make thirteen flavored crayfish, garlic, steamed crayfish and stewed crayfish in oil. If you're so strange, I can try to make some drunk crayfish and sauce crayfish..."

Su Yayan is busy giving his man 108 ways to popularize crayfish, but he looks at himself subtly and gives her a wink.

Su Ya Yan blinked, turned his head and looked at the table. He immediately looked at the bright eyes of the people on the table.

"So that ugly crayfish has so many ways to do it? My cook can only put water to boil and fish it up. Although he can eat it, he always feels that there is something missing. "

"Yes, it's the same in my family. I ate it once, and then I didn't eat it. Now when I hear that, I suddenly want to eat. "

"Or..."

Several people looked at each other and said in one voice, "let's eat this tomorrow."

Su Yayan: "you are not polite at all.

Master Cheng's face turned black: "what do you want to eat? I really take Yanyan as your cook! Just for this meal, go away after eating, and then dare to hit our family's attention, see if I don't hammer you to death! "