But what should he do if he enjoys it?

Looking at the two people who came back in a hurry, Lord couldn't help but sigh again. The young man was really energetic.

But he is an elderly middle-aged man after all, and he doesn't have that much energy. It seems that he has to talk about it tomorrow.

The next morning, Feng Yiyue was woken up by the ringtone of her cell phone.

Although He Liangchuan had already responded quickly and answered the phone, Feng Yiyue was still awakened.

Feng Yiyue looked at He Liangchuan's serious expression and did not make any sound, but she was completely awake.

"Go to the hospital?"

He Liangchuan hung up the phone and looked at Feng Yiyue and asked.

Feng Yiyue nodded: "Go now, what's wrong?"

"Let's talk about it when you go." He Liangchuan also stood up.

When Feng Yiyue heard this, her worries were raised to the highest point.

She has made the worst plan.

After a simple washing up, Feng Yiyue and He Liangchuan set off again before they even had time to eat breakfast.

Lord, who was originally planning to come over to talk to the two of them, was confused.

What are these two people doing?

Those who don't know thought they were plotting something...

"Hey, where are they going?" He Yutang, who ran out of the kitchen, was holding a spatula in his hand.

Lord looked at He Yutang wearing an apron and holding a spatula, which was really hard to describe.

"Mr. He, I don't know much, but you are..."

Are you planning to burn the Binhu Guild Hall in one go?

What did this second generation ancestor want to do, and Lord felt a headache.

"Hi, it seems they have no good taste of the breakfast I cooked myself!" He Yutang's face was a bit regretful.

Lord glanced at the few famous chefs behind He Yutang who were hard to describe, and thought to himself that they had escaped the disaster!

"Forget it, Lord, come and try this fried dumpling I just made. My wife likes to eat Chinese breakfast. I have been up early this morning and I have worked hard to make it."

When he heard He Yutang's words, the expression on Lord's face changed again and again: "Uh... I still have some things to deal with on Mr. He's flower garden, so I'll go there first. You can do it first."

As he said this, Lord was about to leave, a scream broke out from the kitchen behind him.

Lord had a more headache. Why did he forget Yaning’s spiritual old lady!

Mrs. Yalan came late last night, and the old lady had already gone to bed early, so he forgot about this...

When he thought that the spiritual old lady might have eaten He Yutang's fried dumplings, Lord's heart thrust hard.

"Hey, what's going on?"

He Yutang followed Lord to the kitchen.

As expected, as Lord expected, the old lady got up early and prepared to go to the back garden to grow vegetables, and came to have some breakfast. There was a plate of fried dumplings on the table, and the old lady ate two without thinking.

At this moment, the face was green and green.

"Oh my old lady, what's wrong with you?"

This person must have been out of trouble when he is old. Could it be that he is food poisoning?

He Yutang looked surprised. Why did an old lady appear?

This old lady looks so pitiful, where does the pitiful person come from?

Lord took a cup of warm water from the chef and handed it to Sister Fang.

"What's this? Are you going to take the poisoned rats?" Sister Fang took a glass of water and finally recovered.
Chapter completed!