Sorrowful Egg Fried Rice: Qian Daoliu-"It's not that I want to eat it. I just can't stand seeing food go to waste."
Although the sound is not loud, who here is not a smart person?
In an instant, except for Bibi Dong, who was pinching the spider, and Spirit Kite Douluo, who was concentrating on cooking, all other people's movements stopped.
Mighty Lion Douluo's action of sucking noodles stopped halfway, Light Feather Douluo's spoon scooping ice cream hung in the air, and Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo's action of clinking glasses also froze there.
Pairs of eyes, with a look of shock, confusion and a Sisi wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh, slowly turned towards the source of the sound.
The one who still had his arms folded in front of his chest, facing the crowd with the back of his head, and put on an iron-clad look that said "I have made up my mind and will never compromise"...
Spirit Hall Grand Elder, Qian Daoliu.
The whole hotel was silent.
Everyone was stunned by this sudden turn of events.
Especially Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo, the sense of superiority on their faces instantly solidified, the corners of their mouths twitched wildly, and their faces were almost deformed from holding back laughter.
Those offerings are even more important.
Mighty Lion Douluo There was a noodle hanging in my mouth and I forgot to suck it in.
The two brothers Qian Jun and Jiang Mo were fighting like black-eyed roosters over a piece of meat just now, but now they seemed to have pressed the pause button, their chopsticks hanging in the air, and their actions were funny.
The eyes of everyone in the audience, if they had any real meaning, were all fixed on that aloof back.
Qian Daoliu felt that his old face, at this moment, was burning hotter than Sun True Fire in his Martial Soul.
It's over.
If you live a wise life, you will not be able to protect yourself in the later years.
He could even feel that the glances from his fellow worshipers were full of gloating.
He still kept his arms folded across his chest, his neck was as stiff as a piece of iron, and he refused to look back.
As long as I am not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed!
In this awkward atmosphere that could break out of three rooms and one living room, a figure broke the deadlock.
Light Feather Douluo looked at the untouched bowl of Egg Fried Rice in front of him, and then looked at the back of Qian Daoliu's head that had "Keep away from strangers" written all over it. A trace of innocence flashed through his blue eyes.
A brilliant idea was born!
He picked up the golden and fragrant bowl of Egg Fried Rice with a poop, and walked carefully around to Qian Daoliu.
"Big Brother? Are you hungry?"
Light Feather Douluo has an innocent face and a clear and loud voice, for fear that others will not hear it.
Poof--!
Chrysanthemum Douluo couldn't hold it back at all, and the sip of wine he just took into his mouth spurted out.
Qian Daoliu's body visibly stiffened, and the veins on his forehead popped out, and he almost ran away on the spot.
You kid! Can you speak? Can you read the atmosphere?
However, Light Feather Douluo's next words made him hold back his overwhelming anger.
I saw him handing the sea bowl forward with a clean and pure smile, like a younger brother who wants to share his treasure with his elder brother.
"Big Brother, this meal is so delicious. I can't eat it anymore. Can you help me eat some? What a waste!"
As soon as these words came out, Azure Luan Douluo's eyes flashed with a hint of relief like an old father.
Good boy!
Finally enlightened!
You know how to use this excuse to get Grand Elder down!
It's a pity that in Azure Luan Douluo's eyes, this could be called "father's love is like a mountain" of joy, but Light Feather Douluo didn't receive a single punctuation mark.
If he could hear Azure Luan Douluo's heartfelt voice, he would definitely tilt his head on the spot, with big question marks written in his blue eyes.
"Ah?"
"What steps?"
"What does enlightenment mean? My brain is not broken!"
At this moment, Light Feather Douluo's inner activities are pure and simple.
He simply doesn't want to eat staple food.
Although this bowl of "Sorrowful Egg Fried Rice" was so fragrant that it took his soul out of his body, his stomach belonged to the "Star Guardian" ice cream and "Laurel Flower Love" mousse!
Staple food?
That thing takes up your stomach!
It will affect the excellent taste of the desserts he tastes next!
He already knew the store rules from Chrysanthemum Douluo. Wasting food is the biggest sin and will be blacklisted!
In his entire life, Light Feather Douluo, even if he is beaten to death by Big Brother, he will never lose the right to eat desserts!
Therefore, giving this bowl of rice to Big Brother is simply killing two birds with one stone!
At this time, Golden Crocodile Douluo saw that his Big Brother was so tough-mouthed, he coughed dryly, suppressed his laughter, and started his performance without conscience.
He held his stomach with a heavy expression on his face, his expression as exaggerated as if he had just given birth to a child.
"Big Brother, look at us... burp!"
A burp is just right.
"We really can't eat anymore, our stomachs are almost bursting."
"Guang Ling is also filial, so why don't you help him share some of the burden? It's shameful to waste food!"
Looking at the golden bowl of Egg Fried Rice, which was so fragrant that it made people feel out of their bodies, Qian Daoliu swallowed hard unconsciously.
His stubborn face was still not tense, and he looked at the other worshippers stiffly.
"Is that so?"
"You can't even eat anymore?"
How can everyone not understand this situation?
The movement of swallowing saliva is like thunder, who can't hear it!
Mighty Lion Douluo was the first to understand. He sucked the remaining half of the bowl of noodles into his mouth in a few mouthfuls and said vaguely while chewing:
"Yeah Big Brother! I've never been so full in my life! Now I feel like my belt is about to break with my belly!"
As he spoke, he patted his round belly hard and made a muffled sound.
The two brothers Qian Jun and Jiang Mo next to them looked at each other and nodded tacitly, their faces showing a kind of serenity like "the time of the wise".
"Big Brother, we have indeed reached our limit. Now I feel Soul Power is spinning in my stomach. I am full, so full."
"Big Brother, please be merciful and eat this bowl of rice. If we continue to eat, we are afraid that we will vomit it out on the spot."
I saw that everyone had laid the steps under their feet, and even thoughtfully installed handrails.
Qian Daoliu finally found an excuse. He coughed heavily and put on a helpless expression.
"Oh, since you are so insistent..."
"That's it!"
He used a compassionate tone, as if he had made a huge sacrifice.
"In order to live up to the filial piety of this child Guang Ling, and in order not to waste food..."
"I'm reluctant to bear the trouble and share the burden for you!"
Before he finished speaking, he grabbed the bowl of Egg Fried Rice as if he was afraid that Guang Ling would regret it.
The movement is as fast as a golden lightning.
Then, tremblingly, as if he was holding the treasure of the whole world, he scooped up a large spoonful of golden rice, and put it into his mouth with a solemn and solemn look as if he was about to die.
The moment the rice hits your mouth.
Qian Daoliu was completely frozen.
The brain is blank.
What is that?
That's not rice at all!
Each particle seemed to be soaked in golden sunlight, covered in a layer of egg liquid as thin as cicada wings, and exploded gently on the tip of his tongue.
Just rice and eggs, why does it produce such a delicious fragrance that can melt your soul?!
And the minced meat!
He didn't even taste what kind of meat it was, but the overbearing yet gentle meaty aroma directly overcame all his taste defenses!
Although Qian Daoliu knew that there were many people watching, his hands were completely out of control.
The spoon seemed to have a life of its own, frantically delivering the golden miracle to the mouth one spoon after another.