Transmigrating into a book: You are a cannon fodder, but you have to run away

Chapter 163 Wen Qiye's Verification

Mo Ling patted Wu Lei on the shoulder and said:

"Then you go and line up, and we'll stand at our seats."

"Okay, what do you want to eat?"

Wu Lei has a very sunny personality. Plus, he is very familiar with Mo Ling, so he doesn't care at all about Mo Ling patting him on the shoulder.

Mo Ling also took advantage of this to absorb the spiritual energy from his body.

"I want a plate of shredded potatoes with vinegar and a small tofu soup."

"I want...."

A few people told each other what food they wanted to eat, and Wu Lei went to line up, while Mo Ling and others stood for their seats.

After a while, Wu Lei came to the table with an oversized tray.

Several people were talking and laughing while eating lunch.

At the same time, Wen Qiye also returned home.

After being tortured by excessive homework, little Wenxuan has a grudge against his dear brother.

Great advice. ??? -? ? -? ??

"Humph."

In the past, whenever he saw Wen Qiye, he would pounce on him and call him brother non-stop.

But when he saw Wen Qiye today, he thought of the reward his elder brother gave him. He said he was unhappy and wanted his elder brother to coax him.

She folded her hands in front of her chest, pouted her lips, squinted her eyes, and didn't look Wen Qiye in the eye.

Wen Qiye changed into slippers and saw him like this. He couldn't help but laugh and reached out to scratch his pouting mouth.

"You can almost hang a soy sauce bottle in this little mouth."

"Humph."

Little Wen Xuan first put down his hands that were on his chest, then, after raising them above his head, he hugged them across his chest again.

"Hey, when did my little brother learn the Arhat Heaven-turning Seal?"

Wen Xuan's actions just now were just like a monk practicing the Arhat Fantian Seal.

"It seems that Xiaoxuan is preparing to practice Buddhism. Then it seems that he can't eat this meat pie. After all, the little monk is a vegetarian."

Wen Qiye shook the lunch box in his hand as he spoke.

The aroma of the meat pie immediately entered Wen Xuan's nose, arousing his appetite.

"Big brother."

Wen Xuan's defense was broken.

In order to get a bite of food, he gave up his anger, turned into a cute little kid, and hugged Wen Qiye's thigh directly.

"Hahaha."

Wen Qiye couldn't help but laugh.

My dear brother, an elder brother is always an elder brother, and you are too inexperienced.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Brother, heat up the meat patties first."

In order to get a bite to eat, Wen Xuan followed Wen Qiye step by step.

The millet porridge and meat patties were heated up quickly.

Wen Qiye came to Wen Xin's room with a bowl in hand, just like he did yesterday at noon.

"Night."

Wen Xin lay in bed today and smiled weakly.

Last night, she drank the white rice porridge made by her aunt at home, but she didn't feel better. Instead, she felt so uncomfortable that she vomited all over.

Until now, she still feels uncomfortable in her stomach.

"Mom, I brought you some millet porridge, why don't you try it."

Wen Xin shook her head. She couldn't eat anything now.

"Mom, this was made by my friend."

Wen Qiye thought for a moment and added:

"She also made the white rice porridge for lunch yesterday."

When Wen Xin heard this, her eyes lit up.

After drinking white rice porridge yesterday at noon, she felt very comfortable in her stomach.

Is that today...

Wen Qiye's eyes were always on Wen Xin's face. When he saw her eyes light up, he knew that Wen Xin was moved.

Wen Qiye shook the bed, and then slowly stirred the millet porridge to make it cool faster.

A spoonful of porridge was brought to Wen Xin's mouth. Wen Xin hesitated for a moment, but finally drank it.

After taking a mouthful of millet porridge, the uncomfortable feeling was indeed relieved a lot.

The light in Wen Xin's eyes became brighter and brighter.

She signaled with her eyes that Wen Qiye should feed him faster.

If she hadn't been so weak, she would have snatched it away and drank it in big gulps.

When Wen Qiye saw Wen Xin's gesture, he continued to feed the baby calmly.

When Wen Xin finished a bowl of millet porridge, a glimmer of understanding flashed in Wen Qiye's eyes.

It seems that it is just as he thought.

Wen Qiye looked at the meat pie on the table nearby.

At this moment, Wen Xuan was staring at the meat pie and swallowing his saliva.

Wen Qiye smiled slightly, picked up a meat pie and handed it to Wen Xuan.

"Eat."

"Thank you, brother."

Wen Xuan took the meat pie and took a bite.

"delicious."

Little Wen Xuan liked it at once and took several bites. His cheeks bulged out, and he looked as cute as a little hamster.

The meat patties are very fragrant when they are cold.

After being heated, the fragrance was even more stimulated.

Wen Xin originally felt a little full after eating the millet porridge, but when she smelled the aroma of the meat pie, her mouth began to saliva.

"Xiaoye, look..."

Wen Xin swallowed and glanced at the remaining meat pie on the plate.

Wen Qiye thought for a moment, then turned to look at Wen Xin.

"Mom, wait a moment."

Wen Qiye got up and went to the kitchen, took out a small knife, and divided the meat pie into four portions.

He handed one to Wen Xin.

Wen Xin didn't hesitate and took a bite.

"good to eat."

Wen Xin was also captured by this delicacy.

She fell in love with yesterday’s steamed buns and today’s meat patties at once.

She always chewed her food slowly, but this time she finished the meat pie in just a few bites, and then stared at the three remaining meat pie on the plate.

Wen Qiye followed Wen Xin's gaze and saw her staring at the meat pie on the plate, her eyes full of desire.

Wen Qiye stared at the meat pie on the plate and started to think.

Yesterday, Wen Xin ate suddenly, and he was so happy that he didn't think about it carefully.

Plus, he had to install surveillance yesterday, so he didn't think about it carefully.

Today, when he was eating, when he saw the porridge that Mo Ling brought him, he wanted to try it out.

Especially Wen Xin’s reaction after eating the porridge made by her aunt last night, which made him want to verify his idea even more.

As expected, after eating the porridge made by Mo Ling, Wen Xin not only did not feel uncomfortable, but also felt in good spirits.

How did she do it?

Or does she know something? Is she helping him?

Or does she have some purpose?

At this moment, Wen Qiye thought a lot, but no matter how much he thought, he couldn't get the point.

"Mom~~"

When Wen Qiye was thinking about something, Wen Xin would signal Wen Xuan with her eyes.

Wen Xuan was a child who listened to his mother, and he fed the meat pie on the plate to Wen Xin.

Wen Xin ate a whole meat pie in one breath, and even licked her lips with satisfaction.

"Mom, I wanted to save half for dinner, but now you've eaten it all. Then you can only take nutritional supplements tonight."

"what...."

Wen Xin's eyes widened, with embarrassment and regret in them.

Wen Qiye chuckled and looked at Wen Xuan.