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Could it be that the little brother had only mild gastroenteritis, but after eating the meal his brother cooked, the gastroenteritis became more serious
Nailin felt that her worry was very justified.
Especially after seeing his brother put the rice into the pot, it seemed to be cooking for a while, and he pressed the stop button again.
Then she raised her eyes and looked in his direction.
Nailin blinked.
Feng Nai took the pot to the sink, frowned, controlled the water out, and then turned on the tap.
Nailin touched his long legs and asked, "Brother, are you okay?"
Feng Nai gave a faint "hmm".
Nailin asked again: "Then why didn't you just continue cooking?"
Feng Nai didn't say anything, he couldn't tell his brother that he forgot to wash the rice just now.
Fortunately, Lin Keng Keng doesn't know anything about the kitchen, and his small face is watching seriously: "You bought eggs, right, do you want scrambled eggs for my little brother?"
"Put the eggs in the porridge." Feng Nai said casually.
Nailin opened her eyes wide: "Do you want to type in now?"
How did he know when to fight? Feng Nai had only eaten this kind of porridge, ham and egg porridge, which seemed quite easy.
"Brother?" Nailin didn't understand why his brother stopped talking.
Feng Nai took out his phone and began to search for egg and ham porridge.
Xiao Nailin opened her mouth: "Did you really not know it just now?"
"Just search for this kind of thing." Feng Nai casually glanced at his brother.
Xiaonai Linchang sighed, and suggested: "Brother, why don't we order takeaway."
"Your little brother has gastroenteritis, the porridge outside may not be clean." Feng Nai's voice was very calm, and he had already started to follow the steps.
Xiao Nailin looked at his brother cracking eggs, his little face was full of helplessness, after cracking an egg, he had to scoop out two shells, which showed his brother's skills.
Fortunately, smart people are very quick at learning things. Young Master Feng didn't exaggerate by blowing up the kitchen.
I don't know how to cook porridge with an open fire, so I can use a smart rice cooker.
It's just that when cutting the vegetables, Young Master Feng only left the middle part, and the rest basically went into the trash can.
There will definitely be messes, and there will be a lot of waste.
Nailin couldn't stand it anymore, his little brother was pleasing to the eye when cooking, but his brother seemed to be ruining the kitchen when cooking.
He should go pee first, and then continue to take care of the little brother.
clatter clatter.
Nailin was probably a little anxious, so she ran too far.
The little short leg accidentally kicked down the garbage bag in the bathroom.
What was exposed made Nailin stumble, she couldn't even untie her pants, she turned her head and ran towards the kitchen again.
Why is there so much blood on the paper
What's wrong with my little brother
Even the smartest child, if he is less than five years old, has no idea what menstruation really looks like.
Nailin bumped straight into his brother's long leg, pressed her head, and was about to take Feng Nai to the bathroom.
Feng Nai was still cutting vegetables with his unskilled knife skills, his handsome face was slightly sideways, his eyes looked at his hands, and he didn't move away, his voice was indifferent, mocking it as a matter of course: "Lin Keng Keng, you Going to the bathroom now, do you want someone to follow you?"
"No." Feng Lin's face puffed up, his eyes were full of worry: "It's the little brother who seems to be more serious than we imagined."
(end of this chapter)