Dr. Zhou took Sun Yingying's piece of paper, looked at it carefully, and suddenly realized, "I only thought of three of the drugs, but I didn't expect that there were these two, wonderful, wonderful!" ”

Hearing Dr. Zhou's praise, Old Man Yun admired it even more, and became more confident that Sun Yingying could cure his eldest grandson.

Sun Yingying didn't have time to pay attention to Dr. Zhou's muttering to herself, and entered the house with her schoolbag on her back.

Probably in the middle of puberty, her stomach was so hungry, like a bottomless pit. At this time, it was not yet dinner, and Sun Yingying wanted to find a snack to eat.

"Grandma, do we have anything to eat at home?" Sun Yingying asked, the cabinet was empty, and there were no snacks.

Second Grandma Sun smiled, "Don't worry, your grandmother is baking bread and will make you a sandwich to eat in a while." ”

"Bread?" Sun Yingying was stunned for a moment, and at this time the tip of her nose smelled the fragrance, so she ran to the oven outside, and there was a simple small oven.

Wen Qingshu saw Sun Yingying, and smiled, "Wait, it's okay soon, I'll invite you to wear delicious cheese bread later, and there is red bean paste in it!" ”

"Uh-huh, it's so fragrant!" Sun Yingying nodded, stared at the oven with bright eyes, took a deep breath and wrote it down, "Grandmother, you are so amazing, I'm drooling now." ”

Wen Qingshu smiled, "You're still too young to make coffee, but I can make milk tea, and it's already boiling in the pot!" No, I don't just bake bread, I bake cookies, pizza ······."

"Oops, it's all my favorite food." Sun Yingying nodded, her eyes shining as she looked at the oven that had been built up resolutely, "It's so fragrant, grandmother, when will I be able to eat it?" ”

"It's coming, five more minutes." Wen Qingshu is very confident, wearing a purple cheongsam today, even next to a simple and rough small oven, he can be beautiful into a painting.

Not far away, the old man Yun was drinking tea and looking this way.

Sun Yingying was like a little mouse who had been hungry for a few days, circling around the small earthen oven, "Oh, it's so fragrant, it's so fragrant······ Grandmother, you are awesome, you are the most beautiful and toasty grandmother I have ever met······"

"Haha!" Wen Qingshu smiled, this granddaughter, it's not too much to give her a hundred, it's too cute, "Then you will eat more later!" ”

"Uh-huh!" Sun Yingying nodded, rubbed her hands, and looked at the earthen oven with her eyes expectantly.

After a while, Wen Qingshu opened the lid of consideration, put on thick leather gloves, and brought out a tray from inside, "Oops, it seems······ Looks like it's a little overdone······"

Sun Yingying couldn't wait to take out a brown and crispy bread from the tray, "Oops, oops, it's so hot······"

Wen Qingshu also took off his gloves, picked up a lighter color, which was also burned, and threw the bread in his hand in the tray, and pinched his earlobes with his scalded fingers, "It's so hot, it's so hot······"

At this time, Sun Yingying couldn't hold it anymore, and made the same action as Wen Qingshu.

It's a little funny, it's funny, it's funny, but it's even more fun.

"It's burnt, it's a little the outside, don't eat it, I'll bake it later." Wen Qingshu couldn't cry or laugh, Sun Yingying praised it so well just now, but she didn't expect that this earthen oven was different from the oven in the United States.