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Aunt in the canteen doesn't want to beat meat for her classmates. Where is the meat in the canteen?
I tell you, whoever looks good will get the meat in the bowl!

I remember being late for class that day. I ran to the dining hall with a long-legged lady.

Sister Long Legs will get the vegetables first, and I'll buy two bottles of soybean milk.

As a result, when we met, Miss Jie looked at a plate of stewed chicken with potatoes with a bitter face. I asked her curiously what was going on.

My sister said: My aunt is so stingy now that she obviously won't give me any meat. Look at that handsome guy over there. He's playing together. He is more than twice as old as me.

I followed her finger. That is a handsome guy who looks like Eddie Peng Yuyan Yuyan, with a plate full of stewed chicken and potatoes in front of him.

Little sister added: Good looks have the advantage.

I said right away, you just want me to get another full meat.

Walking around with a dish, I found my uncle standing there staring blankly while cooking.

Hurry up and comb the bangs and the whole skirt, cough twice, and gently move the lotus step, which is leisurely.

"Uncle, I want that braised chicken with potatoes."

Uncle gave me a contemptuous look, put the spoon into the dish and picked up a pile of potatoes and two chickens.

I admit, I was very anxious at that moment, not afraid of not eating, but afraid of losing face. Seeing that the spoon was about to be put on my plate, I quickly stressed, "Uncle, what I want is stewed chicken with potatoes."

Uncle, look at me.

Looked at the spoon again.

Make an epiphany expression.

Then he shook off the last two chickens.

Get rid of it!

Excuse me, why doesn't my potato braised chicken have chicken?

Did they go by Didi?

Huh?

Do you think this is over?

Not exactly.

What really reminds me of that stupid thing that day is not that there is no chicken in the braised chicken with potatoes.

It's miss long legs.

She took my soybean milk.

Sitting with the handsome guy who hit a plate full of chicken.

You drank my milk.

I ate your chicken.

but I ...

Sit quietly at the next table.

No milk

No chicken.

You always say where is the meat?

But I'm already in pain.

Soymilk and chicken are gone.

With a handsome guy.

Listening to the crying sound of the sea, I lament who was broken again.

Have you thought about this?

No, you only care about meat.