The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

  "Tao Tao, your aunt Qian brought a fish here. We can have a fish soup at noon today."

  Grandma Jiang Yantao is over sixty, and no one wants her to do work when she is old, so she picks up a snakeskin bag everywhere to fill the house with a snakeskin bag.

  The old man took good care of the little grandson’s loving fist, and Yan Tao responded by opening the curtain and coming out.

  The house is just two rooms separated by a piece of floral fabric. It is said that there are two, but in fact there is only one.

  The old man lives outside, and Yan Tao lives inside.

  The corner of the room at one end is full of tatters, which were carefully taken care of by the elderly, and can be exchanged for a few cents. Even so, there is still a faint smell of mold in the air.

  Yantao adapted to three days and was incapable of adapting.

   Fucked his brows a little, and walked quickly to support Granny Jiang, "Grandma, let me do it."

  It turned out that Yan Tao was a bit mentally abnormal when he was bullied.

   She winced outside and was not at all polite to Granny Jiang at home.

  Don’t do any work at home, and scold Granny Jiang from time to time.

   "Good boy, sensible."

  She saw the changes in Yan Tao in the past few days, and she couldn't stop rejoicing in her heart.

  Mrs. Jiang’s eyes were full of tears. She was old and had nothing to do, so she could only pick up the tatters to help the child, and the child complained that she also suffered.

  Many old people have been so busy all their lives.

   "You just study hard, let grandma do all these housework," touched her head lovingly with a palm like a dry branch, and picked up a kitchen knife to cut the fish.

  Old people would shake their hands when they were old, and Granny Jiang trembles even more severely, and only a few fish scales fell off with a chopper.

   Yantao squeezed hard and grabbed the kitchen knife, "Grandma, it's better for me to come."

  In order to please the family's old immortal who insisted on holding power, she used all kinds of heaven-defying skills to frighten to death.

  It is a pity that she is the next generation heir to the Yan family. Those things are gifted to others, and when she is left with them, others will only say that they are not doing their jobs properly.

   does not match the status of the golden heir to the Yan family.

   Granny Jiang backed away a few steps, thinking that the child would do nothing, so she could try it.

  It’s a big deal, as long as you clean up.

  A big crucian carp was on the table, Yan Tao picked up the kitchen knife and cleaned the scales from the tail of the fish. Pieces of scales fell like autumn leaves and dropped smoothly into the trash can.

  Following the kitchen knife, he scraped the gills with his backhand, a series of movements flowed smoothly, which was very good-looking.

  It's not like fiddle with fish, it's more like actors on stage performing skills.

   Granny Jiang was dazzled, she had almost blind self-confidence towards Yan Tao, she stood up and praised, "My grandson is very good, even cooking and walking can do so beautifully."

   Yan Tao showed this hand, he was tempted.

   After all, she is not that weak and useless Yan Tao, and the changes will only get bigger and bigger in the future.

  She tends to be indifferent by nature. If Granny Jiang doesn’t believe her, she will have a big deal to find a new place.

  It's just that she didn't expect that this old woman didn't just believe her.

  This is overconfidence.

  Just that stupid and weak fat man, can he show his hand?

  Her culinary master is Jiang Zhiqing, the master chef of the royal family.

  Even if the royal family wants to eat Lao Jiang’s meal, they have to wait for the first half of the year to see how happy the little old man is.

  Turn the fish, add the ingredients, sauté fragrant, and boil the soup.

  The simple salty monosodium glutamate at home is smeared on, and the fish is made into fairy rice.

  Shili, fragrance.

   attracts neighbors around to keep swallowing.

  My goodness, what did Mrs. Jiang do?

The scented person moved his five fingers, and he was about to go all the way to the smell of the smell.