"Good eye."


    Lu Jinxiu rubbed her head and said in a warm voice, "don''t look, eat noodles quickly, and it''ll be too late."


    "Oh."


    Jian Yan came to the table and looked at a bowl of noodles cooked by Lu Jinxiu. He found that his appearance was good.


    The noodles are symmetrical in thickness, showing a light yellow.


    Of course, he didn''t make noodles. It''s normal to look good.


    The probability of noodle size is not his craft. A thick layer of marinated meat is crystal clear, crisp, rotten, red and tender. A boiled egg cut in half lies on it, with sporadic meat foam on it and poured a spoonful of marinade.


    A few green vegetables and some shredded red peppers decorate the whole bowl of noodles with rich colors. In terms of color, the visual effect is very enjoyable and the index finger moves when looking at it.


    It tastes surprisingly good.


    The noodles are smooth and strong. The noodle soup is fragrant. It is a high soup made of chicken, pig bones, scallops and other ingredients.


    Take a sip of the hot soup, the viscera will warm up, and the strong fragrance will overflow the mouth.


    Marinated meat is fat but not greasy. It is soft, waxy and crispy. It tastes very wonderful.


    "How does it taste?" Seeing her delicious food, Lu Jinxiu asked with a smile.


    "It''s delicious."


    In short, he smiled back and said sharply at the corner of his raised mouth, "you didn''t make this. I ate uncle Tang''s craft."


    She said that the man in her family who could make a pot of dark food even if he stared at it could not make such a delicious bowl of noodles. As expected, she shouldn''t expect him.


    Lu Jinxiu''s rising lip angle froze, which was too sensitive to taste.


    "I cooked noodles in the pot, and I put the food code."


    He was so eloquent and shameless that he said, "I did rounding."


    In short, the corner of his mouth was speechless to the extreme for his childish appearance.


    "Do you dare to order a face? I can see that I have no hope of eating the food you cooked in my life. "


    Lu Jinxiu''s face flashed a trace of embarrassment. He touched his nose and said with a smile, "just, wronged his daughter-in-law."


    Do not want to continue on this topic, he pretended to be casual, "it''s a little wrong for you, daughter-in-law."


    "What''s wrong?" I don''t think I''m wrong. In short, uncle Tang''s workmanship is getting better and better. This noodles are really delicious.


    "Nothing is right. You eat more and have more meat."


    In short, her face is black. Can the dog man talk? What does it mean that she eats more and more meat? Doesn''t she always do this?


    "Lao Lu, do you know what I want to do now?" She took a deep breath and asked with staring eyes.


    "I know. I don''t need you. I''ll do it myself."


    Before the voice fell, he quickly took a retro mechanical keyboard from the space and put it on the ground. His knees bent and knelt quickly, "wife, do you feel comfortable for my conscious sake?"


    In short, seeing his appearance, she couldn''t get up or down in her throat at one breath, and her face turned red. She drank the soup with tons of noodles in her hand. Then she burped and wondered, "what do you want to do when you annoy me and punish myself?"


    It''s good that she didn''t mention this problem. Lu Jinxiu couldn''t hold back when she mentioned it. He jumped up and squatted in front of Jian Yan, shook her hand, looked at her and said seriously, "wife, it''s not my intention to make you angry. The main goal of my saying this is that we go to the Maternity Center for an examination tomorrow. I think you''re pregnant."