The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

  Chapter 477 You don’t have long hands

  During the discussion with the audience on Starnet, the mother and son Si Lingling had a great time having fun.

  Mrs. Qier and Yan Niu finally prepared the dinner, and according to Si Lingling's request, divided two hundred portions and put them in small plates.

   Then after Si Lingling came with the camera to scan the star network, the Si family began to eat.

  Restarted the broadcast, Si Lingling was not ready to broadcast it too late.

  So when the family was having dinner, she greeted the audience in the live broadcast room and turned off today's live broadcast.

  On Star.com, those who grabbed the noodle soup looked forward to tasting it with suspicion.

  The viewers who did not grab it urged the question in the live broadcast room that had been blacked out: "How is it? How is it?"

   "Which ones have you tasted, what exactly is the food made by the host's mother's entourage?"

   "The one who grabbed it came out and said, it's anxious to death."

  "Everyone should calm down first. Those who grab it have to be tasted before answering, right?"

   "Yes, less than half a minute has passed. Even if I grabbed the food from the anchor’s mother, I didn’t taste it so quickly."

  "Don't say it, or I will be upset that my hand is not fast enough."

  A variety of similar bullet screens fly across the screen in the black screen live broadcast room.

   has everything to say.

   "Hey, the live broadcast time of the host's mother is not as long as before. It's not fun to watch."

   "Yes, the previous live broadcast was closed until the child fell asleep from six in the morning to nine in the evening."

  "The broadcast started at 8:30 today, and it was only 6:30 in the afternoon, and the anchor’s mother turned it off. It’s really not enough."

  ……

  Si Lingling’s family ignored the situation in the live broadcast room.

Mrs. Qier and Yan Niu showed up the large bowls of noodle soup from the kitchen one after another, and then personally served Si Lingling each with a bowl, looking at her expectantly.

  After all, this was the first meal that the two completed independently. Without Si Lingling’s approval, it was difficult for them to feel at ease.

   "What do you look at us doing like this?"

  Si Lingling was dumbfounded by the eyes of the two, "Sit down and eat, don't wait."

  Shen Niu pushed the bowl of noodles he had in front of Si Lingling: "Master, how do you taste this noodles under your subordinates?"

Mrs. Qier: "Si Ling, **** bowl first."

   "Okay, let it go, I'll eat it slowly."

  Si Lingling was a little speechless to the two of them, "Could it be that in order to let everyone distinguish the taste of you two, each one has to prepare two bowls?"

   "That's right, Mrs. Cheer, and Mrs. Cheer."

  Shi looked at them with dissatisfaction beyond that, "I saw you two put a bowl of noodles in front of my sister, we are still empty."

   "I'm sorry, the younger you are, the younger you are, this will be for you."

  Shen Niu was reminded by Si Chao, but he didn’t care if Si Lingling tasted the noodles he made, and quickly grabbed a bowl to serve him noodles.

   "What is Sheng?"

  At this time, Si Chongzu stopped Yan Niu and glared at his son, "You don’t have a hand, and you have to be prepared for a meal!"

   "Dad, I am not watching them surround my sister, I want to help my sister."

   was scolded by his father, Si Chaoyue pouted and defended, "You know you scold me. Didn't we see you scold my sister?"

  The boy said that, but his hand movements were not slow, and he hurried to get the bowl.

   "Your sister has to take care of the children, and she has no time to take care of herself. Isn't it normal for them to help serve the meal?"

   His son’s words made Si Chongzu very upset, "Do you have anything to do with your kid?"

  Si Chaoyue put the freshly cooked noodles into his bowl, and whispered: "I'm busy watching my sister take care of my nephew, can't you?"

   "Puff."

  (End of this chapter)