Chapter 241

"Do you want to make chicken today?" Yuan Zhou asked as usual when he was collecting the bowl.

"If you don't do it, you won't do it if you don't do it." Mr. Ma said impatiently.

"I can find the ingredients myself." Yuan Zhou added after thinking for a while.

"No need, let's go, but it's ridiculous to want to replace the old-fashioned imperial meal with just two bowls of noodles." Mr. Ma started to get angry again, stood up, and his straight tunic was wrinkled.

"Your temper is really bad." Yuan Zhou said suddenly.

"Hey, you kid has criticized my temper, let's go, you don't need to talk to me as a child." Mr. Ma was dissatisfied, but he didn't have the anger he had when he was just asked to make soup.

"Well, good night." Yuan Zhou nodded thoughtfully, then got up and left.

"Stinky boy, so what if you have talent." Mr. Ma looked at Yuan Zhou's back, moved his mouth, and said very dissatisfied.

However, Yuan Zhou carried the bowl and quietly returned to the rented house all the way.

"Xiao Yuan is back, how did you succeed?" The old man asked with a smile while standing at the door smoking a leaf cigarette.

"No, Mr. Ma disagrees." Yuan Zhou said directly.

"If you want me to say it's this old man who doesn't want to eat your noodles, that old guy is hypocritical and ignores him." The old man knocked on the cigarette stick.

"It's okay, the imperial meal is too difficult." Yuan Zhou smiled.

"I don't think that imperial meal is comparable to your noodles. You cook it so deliciously. I didn't even know that my own flour could make this taste. Xiao Yuan, you are a master, obviously." The old man Looking at the empty bowl in Yuan Zhou's hand, he suddenly remembered the noodles he had eaten, and suddenly felt that the dinner he just ate seemed to be digested and a little hungry.

"Thank you for the compliment." Yuan Zhou thanked with a smile.

"You're welcome, this is the truth. I hope Xiaoyuan will make it again for us to eat." The old man said this directly.

"Before leaving." Yuan Zhou thought for a while and agreed.

"What? Ready to go." The old man said in surprise.

"Well, I've been here for a long time, so I'll leave in two days." Yuan Zhou was only planning to come for five days, but today is the third day.

Of course it's time to go.

"Well, let me know when you leave." The old man said seriously.

"Yes." Yuan Zhou nodded.

"Okay, I'm going to bed." After the old man took his last puff, he was ready to go into the house to sleep.

"Wait, what's on your grandson's face?" Yuan Zhou asked suddenly, remembering the little boy's face in the afternoon.

"You said that? Don't worry, it won't be contagious." The old man smiled clearly, a little helpless.

"Isn't that what you mean, is it an allergy?" Yuan Zhou asked carefully.

The old man's grandson had a lot of small red spots on his face when he first saw it in Yuanzhou. It was more obvious during the day, and now it is serious, but his body seems to be fine.

"No, it's there from birth. Many children here are born with it." The old man sighed and said in a low voice.

"Natural, can it be cured?" Although the body looks good, it is difficult to accept the growth on the face of a child of this age.

"It's cured. The same children in the village went together. Some of them disappeared when they grew up, and some stayed with them until they got old. Fortunately, they were basically boys." The old man felt a little sad when he thought of his grandson's face.

After a pause, the old man continued, "I heard that there are too many bees. This is retribution."

"No, it should be able to dissipate." Yuan Zhou said with certainty.

"Hey, I hope." Said the old man turned around and went to his room.

Yuanzhou stood there and thought for a while, and then returned to his room. He took out the small mirror in the travel suit. It was originally used for shaving, but now it is used to look at his face.

On the other hand, Yuan Zhou doesn't actually have a beard on his face, otherwise he would be more uncle, more in line with the popular uncle control, so the purpose of this mirror is self-evident.

Now the red spots on Yuanzhou's face have basically disappeared, and the effect of propolis is very powerful.

After thinking for a while in front of the mirror, Yuan Zhou went out to pick some things, and then went back to his room to sleep.

"Uncle, I'm sorry I was rude yesterday." The little boy ran to Yuanzhou's gate early in the morning to apologize.

He was short-mouthed and soft-handed. What's more, the little boy found out that Yuanzhou, although he had a cold face, was actually very easy to get along with, and yesterday he looked like he hoped that others would get sick, but it was very rude.

"It's fine." Yuan Zhou didn't care and said naturally.

"Ah, uncle, your face." The little boy was surprised when he looked up after apologizing.

"What's wrong?" Yuan Zhou was unclear.

"Why do you have red dots like me?" the little boy shouted in surprise.

"Red dots?" Yuan Zhou took out the mirror to check, and sure enough, there were red dots all over his face, just like the little boy, it looked rather scary.

"How are you doing, uncle? Are you uncomfortable?" the little boy asked nervously.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Yuan Zhou asked calmly.

"It's not uncomfortable, it's just that people say it looks like a monster." The little boy said in a low voice.

"Mine is not uncomfortable." Yuan Zhou touched it carefully and said calmly.

"Uncle, how have you grown, is it true that mine is contagious?" The little boy seemed to be thinking of something, and moved away from Yuanzhou in a panic, as if it would not be contagious.

"No, you don't itch or hurt, and you won't be contagious. It's normal, adults will grow too." Yuan Zhou said without blinking.

"Really? Isn't it just our presidents?" the little boy said in surprise.

"Of course, you can see me." Yuan Zhou pointed to his face.

"But uncle didn't have it before." The little boy said tangled.

"So it will dissipate in the future, but even if it doesn't, it's fine, it's not ugly." Yuan Zhou said very seriously.

"Really, doesn't it look like a monster?" The little boy touched his little face nervously.

"No, maybe we will grow tomorrow, and then it will be gone." The old man suddenly came over and said with a smile.

"Grandpa will grow up a little too?" The little boy asked in confusion, looking at his grandfather's old face.

"Yes, this is normal, nothing." The old man held the little boy and said seriously.

"I'm going to eat." Yuan Zhou said behind them.

"You kept it for Xiaoyuan over there, thank you." The old man turned back, a happy smile on his old face.

When I came to the kitchen, I saw that there were two breakfasts on it. I thought it was specially prepared because Yuanzhou would bring it over to eat with Mr. Ma.

Yuan Zhou took his breakfast and walked around the village with a blushing face, but no one asked, he probably thought it was the work of the bees.

"What did you do?" Mr. Ma turned a blind eye to the red spots on Yuanzhou's face, and only cared about breakfast.

"No, the host made it and I brought it here." Yuan Zhou said seriously.

"Hmph, it's pig food again." Mr. Ma said unceremoniously, and then directly stretched out his hand to prepare a large bowl of porridge in the square plate.

"Mr. Ma, I am a monkey." Yuan Zhou said solemnly.

"Go away." Mr. Ma's answer was only one word.

What the old man prepared for Yuanzhou was a large bowl of porridge, two empty bowls and two plates of pickles.

"Bang!" Mr. Ma accidentally knocked a large bowl of porridge on the square plate, making a harsh sound, obviously because he was not strong enough.

"How to enter the hot porridge." Mr. Ma put it down dissatisfied, and directly brought out the empty bowl.

"I'm coming." Yuanzhou stretched out his hand and took out the porridge in the big soup bowl, filled a bowl, and said, "You can enter."

This was handed to Mr. Ma.

...(To be continued.)