Chapter 307 The Last Chicken

A smile appeared on Meng Shiliang's pale face, "I accepted her because I saw her sincerely treating you back then. If she abused her daughter like other stepmothers, I would not tolerate her."

"That's right. My stepmother raises a whole yard of chickens just to make soup for me." Meng Ying smiled meaningfully, "She also loves me a lot. Where can I find such a good stepmother."

Meng Shiliang was also full of emotions, "It was also thanks to her back then, otherwise I, a gentleman, would take you and Meng Xin with me, and I don't know what to do."

Meng Ying smiled and said nothing.

...

dinner.

Meng Yuan sat next to Meng Ying and recited the poems he learned today with her.

Zhang Di brought five bowls of chicken soup from the kitchen, first gave Meng Shiliang a bowl, then Mu Yuansheng, then Meng Ying, Meng Yuan, and finally put a bowl on her place.

"Today's chicken soup is boiled a bit, and it is very fragrant. Please try it quickly." Zhang Di greeted.

"I have been drinking the chicken soup made by my mother for so many years, and the taste has never changed." Meng Ying slowly stirred the chicken soup with a spoon.

The fragrance is strong, it really hooks the gluttons.

Meng Shiliang took a sip and praised: "Your mother's cooking skills are really good, and this chicken soup is even better. When Yingying was young, she liked to drink this chicken soup the most."

Zhang Di smiled embarrassedly, "It's not as good as what you said."

"Mom's chicken soup is the best." Meng Yuan finished the soup in one gulp, his lips were glossy, very cute.

Meng Ying put down the spoon, and pushed the soup bowl to Meng Yuan's hand, "Yuanyuan likes to drink, so drink more."

"Sister, don't you want to drink?"

"I drank too much water just now, and now I can't hold it in my stomach." Meng Ying touched Meng Yuan's head, "This bowl is cheap for you."

"Thank you sister." Meng Yuan happily held the soup bowl.

"Yuanyuan!" Zhang Di's face changed a long time ago.

Meng Yuan was so frightened that he almost dropped the bowl.

Everyone looked at Zhang Di.

Zhang Di knew that she had overreacted, so she hurriedly explained: "Yuanyuan, there are five of us, each of us has a bowl. After you finish your drink, you can't drink sister's."

"It's okay, mom. My stomach is really full. If I eat any more, I won't be able to sleep tonight." Meng Ying smiled brightly, "Yuanyuan is growing up, so he needs to make up for it."

Mu Yuansheng looked at Zhang Di's face from the side, it was pretty.

"It's too late, Yuanyuan can't drink so much." Zhang Di signaled Meng Yuan to push the soup bowl back to Meng Ying, "Yingying, this is the last chicken today, if you want to drink again next time, I'm afraid you will have to wait." It's been a long time. Take a sip and remember the taste."

Meng Yingduan came over, "My little mother said so, if I don't taste it again, I will be sorry for my little mother's kindness."

Seeing this, Zhang Di's nervous look dissipated a bit.

She smiled and said, "This chicken is the one that has been raised for the longest time, and the soup has the strongest and most fragrant flavor."

She didn't know how stiff and ugly her smile was.

Meng Ying didn't drink it right away, but poured half a bowl into Meng Yuan's bowl, "Then Yuanyuan helps sister drink half?"

"Okay." Meng Yuan was happy.

Seeing Meng Yuan lift the bowl to his mouth, Zhang Di's expression changed drastically, and she knocked Meng Yuan's bowl away with her hand.

The bowl fell and the soup spilled all over the floor.

Meng Yuan's clothes and pants were also stained, and he stood aside in fright, at a loss.

At this time, several pairs of eyes stared at Zhang Di.

Zhang Di stood there, trembling all over.