"Yikes! Our Hong Xian is so powerful! Quickly ask my mother to take a good look!" Said, also kissed Hong Xian a little.
Hong Xian immediately cleared a small face and deigned to raise his little head.
"Master, the meal is ready."
"Do you guys want to use some more?" Du Ruo pointed to the crab oil soup buns on the table, "The crab oil made at the end of August, it's worse than fresh crabmeat in the end, but it's quite smooth to eat at this time of the year, and I've also made crab oil tofu."
"Hiroshi wants it!"
Du Ruo laughed and nodded Hong Xian's big brain, this kid with her a food nature, no meat is not happy, but also extraordinarily fond of crabs.
"Then my son will use some with my Elder Mother."
"Do you have fried rice with crab oil?"
"Wait a moment and tell them to make a bow
