All Stars Are My Food Fans

Yuan Jianguo is fishing in the garden.

Since he retired early in those years, he has deep experience and a large position, the courtyard he chose can be said to be the one with the best position.

Not to mention the adjacent garden, there is also a fish pond in the garden.

On weekdays, when he was free, he would go to Xingwang to play with mechas. After playing with mechas for a long time, when he was a little tired, he would invite three or two neighbors next door to go fishing in the fish pond.

Although no one will do it after catching it, and most of them will be released, but it doesn't matter, it's just this process that everyone wants to experience.

Today is a special day. El came over for a follow-up consultation. The people around were afraid of being greeted and drinking spiritual nourishing liquid.

Al was a really good doctor, he thought.

When I was on the front line, I would not sleep and treat everyone, even if my mental strength was exhausted, I would not stop.

Now that the battle is over, and the new generation has caught the stick in their hands, and they have all stepped down, she is still so concerned.

It's a pity, a lot of people who quit don't want that.

Drinking nutrient solution is too bitter. I have suffered so much when I was young, and now I need to continue to suffer. It is too difficult, and it is not a magic word. It will take so many years—

Live so long, you have to live enough.

Life is precious, but let's go with the flow. Sometimes death doesn't have to interfere. After all, fallen leaves must return to their roots.

Hopefully Al doesn't come to see him for the next week.

Happy to swing the hook, the hook moves, the fish dare not bite the bait, and the fish cannot be caught, but the original Jianguo is still very happy.

until--

What is the taste?

As a former double-s single soldier, the original Jianguo's five senses were also very keen, and he quickly smelled a fragrance in the air today.

Mild, but very nice smell.

It's just a little scent that makes people move.

Yuan Jianguo stood up, who, who is doing this in the big yard, he followed the smell and closed his eyes slightly, walking, he looked in the direction and stopped slowly.

Oh wow.

...is it your own home?

There was a look of shock in his eyes.

My own home is no different from usual, the only difference is that the little girl is cooking in the kitchen. cooking? The closer you are to the house, the stronger the aroma, so this is the taste of her cooking?

Sneaking around the living room, he looked over his head, the kitchen was over there, but there seemed to be no one inside.

Just as he continued to stretch his head, a hand suddenly appeared on his shoulder, "What are you doing here?"

"...El?"

"Why are you behind me all of a sudden?"

"The dishes are ready, I'll go find you to eat."

With that said, Mrs. Ayer directly called Yuan Jianguo to serve the dishes in the kitchen, "There are quite a lot of dishes, come and bring them to the side hall, we are going to have lunch."

Yuan Jianguo did not refuse, and was taken to the kitchen obediently. Then, he smelled the dishes more intuitively and saw their appearance.

The sauce is rich in color, fragrant, and the soup is clear, which has nothing to do with the spiritual warming liquid.

At this moment, he was silent, and said nothing more: I will never eat it!

Seeing the old urchin obediently carrying the bowl, Mrs. Eyre snorted in her heart.

Qiuqiu just brought the rice to the side hall, and saw two old people serving dishes, she hurried over, "Let me come."

"No, you should just sit there and wait, we'll serve it."

After speaking, the two quickly went to the side hall.

Jiang Qiuqiu smiled and scooped up the mutton soup.