Chapter 2965: collective stomach pain

When An Jing went to the toilet and came out, the yam cake let the meatloaf brothers and sisters eat half of it. Jing Jing moved the fastest and took a piece of yam cake to eat, but the cake had just been delivered to her mouth, and she stopped, suspiciously. sniffed.

"Aunt Yuanyuan, is this a yam cake?" Jingjing asked.

"Yes, don't you guys like yam cake the most?" Tang Yuanyuan replied.

Ye Qingqing was leaning on the sofa lazily, but she saw that strange red light again, and it flashed in Tang Yuanyuan's eyes, but it was still fleeting, Ye Qingqing frowned slightly, this red light was very familiar, But she couldn't remember where she had seen it.

And it is also possible that Tang Yuan Yuan is wearing contact lenses. This girl is short-sighted, and the degree is not too high. Sometimes she wears glasses.

Jingjing sniffed again, put the yam cake back on the plate, and An An also put it back, he always followed his sister's pace.

The red light in Tang Yuanyuan's eyes flashed again, and she asked softly, "Why didn't Jingjing eat it? Are you tired of eating yam cake? Will my aunt make red date cake for you next time?"

"The yam cake is delicious, but the yam is broken and not tasty." Jingjing explained the reason.

Her sense of smell is very sensitive, and she can distinguish the slightest odor. The yam cake just now was obviously wrong. It was different from the previous one. She couldn't eat it. Although An An couldn't smell it, he and his sister had the same heart, and naturally knew it.

"It's not bad, it's delicious." Meat Bun said milkily, holding a piece of yam cake in his chubby hand. He had eaten most of it, and there was a lot of paste on his chin.

"Delicious, Jingjing, your nose is broken, the cake is delicious."

The meat patty is bulging in his mouth. He has eaten several pieces. He never tires of eating the snacks made by his mother every day.

"Your nose is broken, you can eat it, and you will know when your stomach hurts."

Quietly stared, and took the yam cake from Meat Bun's hand, "Let's not eat it, my sister will give you chocolate, and my brother will eat this bad cake."

Roubao's eyes lit up, and he clapped his little chubby hand and cheered, "Okay."

She likes chocolate the most.

Meatloaf simply took the plate and said, "I'll eat it alone."

Not only does his appearance follow the iron egg, but his appetite is also the same, and his youth is better than blue.

Meatloaf, who is only seven years old, eats more than a mature man. Fortunately, the Tang family runs a restaurant and has a large pot and a large stove. Otherwise, ordinary people's rice cooker can eat two pots of meatloaf, and who can afford it.

Tang Yuan Yuan frowned and said to himself, "The freshest yam I use has been checked, how could it be broken?"

"I'm eating pretty well too. It's no different from the previous one. Jingjing is a naughty girl sometimes, so don't listen to her, Yuanyuan." Lin Shufang said with a smile, afraid that Tangyuanyuan would think too much.

And she eats really delicious, and there is no peculiar smell, the same as before.

Tang Yuan Yuan smiled and wanted to get a piece of yam cake to taste. She was very strict with food. Since someone raised an objection, she had to figure it out to see if it was a problem with the raw materials or a problem with the operation steps.

She had just walked up to her son's meat pie. At this time, there were only two pieces of yam cake left on the plate, and they all went into the meat pie's stomach. Tang Yuan Yuan reached out to get a piece, but before she could eat it, the meat pie suddenly covered her stomach. Humming.

"Oh, my stomach hurts..."

After a while, the meat patty rolled on the ground in pain, sweating profusely, followed by the meat bun, and the little girl who was eating chocolate also screamed in pain. The little girl was more squeamish, crying and calling her mother.