Chapter 1558: Happy Face

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She wanted to grow old with Lu Yi, and also wanted to watch the children grow up day by day. Just like her mother, even if she is old, she is willing, because she has grown up, and because she is sensible.

And she is also like a mother, guarding her children like this, remembering that they grow up safely and healthily under her protection.

"What are you thinking about?" Lu Yi came over, took the clothes and put them on Yan Huan. He has been observing her for a long time. What's wrong? Is she worried and in a daze again?

"No," Yan Huan leaned her head on Lu Yi's shoulder, "I was just wondering if you would cook noodles for me today. You haven't cooked noodles for me for several days."

Lu Yi was too busy, so the job of cooking noodles finally fell on Yan Huan. Yan Huan was responsible for cooking and eating, and Lu Yi was responsible for eating and working. She hadn't eaten the sour soup noodles made by Lu Yi for several days. Only the noodles made by Lu Yi in the world would taste like that. The sour soup noodles made by others were not delicious because they were not made by Lu Yi.

"Wait, I'll make it for you."

Lu Yi touched Yan Huan's forehead. The small scar had now scabbed over, leaving only a small scar. She had a good physique, and these scars would begin to fade after a few days.

So you can eat sour and spicy food.

"I want two fried eggs," Yan Huan held up two fingers and tried to bargain with Lu Yi. If he gave her one egg, she would put the fried egg in Lu Yi's bowl in her own bowl and not give him any.

"Okay," Lu Yi patted her face gently.

"Okay, I'll go cook noodles," Lu Yi stood up and resigned himself to being a cook for Yan Huan. However, when he walked to the door, he couldn't help but look back at Yan Huan. He saw that she was picking up her mobile phone and looking at it. The corners of her lips were slightly curved, and a smile flowed from her eyes. The sharpness in her eyes seemed to disappear in an instant, as if something was different, but he couldn't tell where it was. In short, there were some things that he didn't understand, which were changing Yan Huan bit by bit.

He couldn't guess, and he couldn't guess.

But Yan Huan is not like before. She used to have sharp things around her, like thorns, stabbing others and herself at the same time. But now everything seems to be peaceful.

Lu Yi opened the door and walked out, then went to the kitchen to cook noodles for Yan Huan. The noodles and eggs at home are ready, so there is no need to worry about not having noodles to eat today. If there is really nothing to eat, he may have to go to the chicken farm and get two eggs himself.

Yes, the eggs eaten at home are all laid by the chickens raised by themselves. Dozens can be harvested a day. Even if they are full of eggs every day, they will not be able to eat them all.

The chickens eat the leaves grown in the fields, and they don’t use feed. There are few eggs in Hai City that can be eaten in such an original ecology. The eggs that the Lu family has always eaten are laid by the chickens they raise, and the vegetables they eat are also grown by their own family. They are all pure natural things, and these things are all produced in the Liuyuan of Lu Lao and his son.

In the past, there were only vegetables here, but no chickens. Later, Ye Shuyun said that the three of them had to eat eggs every day, and they were afraid that the eggs bought outside were not fresh. For his grandson, Mr. Lu directly opened up a large piece of land in the Liuyuan Garden. Last year, he raised dozens of chickens. After a few died, the others survived. There was no problem in collecting dozens of eggs every day. Now the three children don’t have to worry about eggs. Mr. Lu really loves his great-grandson and great-granddaughter. Lu Yi and Lu Qin didn’t have such good treatment before. They were all beaten up since childhood. When Lu Yi was four years old, he was thrown into the Lei family to learn martial arts. If Xiao Qi and Xiao Guang were thrown in, Mr. Lu would be heartbroken.

Just like now, he can actually raise chickens in Liuyuan. He used to dislike the noise, dirt, and smell, but now he dislikes everything. It may also be because he no longer lives there. Anyway, it is not dirty or smelly, and he just needs to feed the eggs to his three little grandchildren and raise them to be white and fat, as long as they don’t get sick.

So now Yan Huan eats eggs produced in Liuyuan. Every day, Aunt Gu will collect a few eggs there and keep them for them to eat. The rest are sent to Lu’s family for the children. The three children have to eat a steamed egg every morning, which is three. Add the adults, and ten eggs are really not a problem in a day.

So, it is right to raise chickens.

Lu Yi beat the poached eggs into the pot, then reduced the fire and cooked the poached eggs. After the noodles are ready, he brought the noodles into the room.

Yan Huan had already arranged the table. She placed her hands on the table, looking greedy, which made Lu Yi laugh and cry.

She had even prepared the furniture. Was she really that hungry?

And he was right. Yan Huan was hungry. She had eaten a few dumplings and a bowl of soup today. She wanted to eat, but Zhu Meina was too nagging. She listened to Zhu Meina's words until she was full. Finally, Zhu Meina said that she would drink soup. She drank a belly full of soup and must be hungry now.

Lu Yi put the bowl in front of Yan Huan and gave her chopsticks.

"Okay, eat."

Yan Huan took the chopsticks, picked out the poached egg below, and then ate the noodles one bite at a time, and finally drank the soup. After finishing the bowl of noodles, she felt very happy.

So she decided.

"What are you thinking about?" Seeing her smiling face, Lu Yi also found it funny. "Are you full? Do you want another bowl?"

"No, I'm full," Yan Huan touched her stomach. She was already very full, very full. Her stomach capacity was limited. She was not a big eater. Even if she liked this bowl of noodles, she couldn't eat another bowl in front of her. Even if she wanted to eat, she had to think about it. What if she was full later?

"I was just thinking," she looked at the two bowls, smiling with satisfaction, "I was very happy when I ate this bowl of noodles, so I don't think I should call this bowl of noodles sour soup noodles, I should call it happy noodles, what do you think?"