Chapter 922 The power of boiled mutton(1/2)
God knows how Ye Qingyun suppressed his laughter.
He really wanted to ask, does your old Ma family have a unique talent for naming?
Your name Ma Bi is already very speechless.
Unexpectedly, his son was even more outrageous.
Damn it?
From what I hear, he sounds like an elegant, easy-going and outstanding young man.
"Thank you Mr. Ye for the compliment." .??.
Hearing Ye Qingyun praise her son's name, Ma Bi also had a smile on her face.
have a look!
It’s still the name Hao was given by our old Ma family.
Even this unfathomable Mr. Ye has to praise him.
Ma Bi thought to herself that she was lucky that she didn't listen to his wife's advice when it came to naming her son.
"Junior Ma Dan, meet Mr. Ye!"
Ma Dan bowed to Ye Qingyun very respectfully.
Ye Qingyun looked at him.
Then he looked at Ma Bi, who was looking proud.
Tsk tsk.
Why do these father and son look so different?
It stands to reason that father and son both have somewhat similar looks.
But this Ma Bi looks nothing like his son Ma Dan.
Ma Bi has double eyelids, and her son Ma Dan has single eyelids.
The facial features and contours are also different.
And Ma Dan is also a natural curl.
If you don't say this, no one will know that they are father and son.
Ye Qingyun was suspicious, and suddenly saw the cuckold on Ma Bi's head.
I suddenly became enlightened.
It seemed like I understood something immediately.
For a while.
Ye Qingyun looked at Ma Bi with a bit of sympathy.
Ma Bi didn't know what Ye Qingyun was thinking about at the moment.
He brought his son here because he wanted to ask Ye Qingyun for advice.
On the other hand, he just hopes that his son can show his face in front of Ye Qingyun.
Don’t ask for the opportunity given by Ye Qingyun.
Even if he can make Ye Qingyun remember his son, it is not in vain.
Get familiar with it first.
We’ll talk about what happens next.
"Let's eat first, and we'll talk about anything after we finish."
Ye Qingyun was hungry and was thinking about his meal of boiled mutton.
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as expected!
A plate of mutton has been finished by Yue Mixia.
Even the Decepticon lying aside got a lot of it.
It was a great pleasure to eat.
The Ma family and his son were flattered.
I didn't expect to be able to sit and have dinner with Ye Qingyun.
Although such things as eating are no longer necessary for them.
But since it was Ye Qingyun's request, he must obey it obediently.
The father and son took their seats.
But looking at the copper pot in front of me, the soup in the pot, and the plates of raw mutton in front of me, I didn't know what to do for a while.
How to eat this?
Eat raw meat?
Take another look.
Ye Qingyun skillfully picked up the mutton, rinsed it in the boiling soup, and quickly scooped it up.
Then there was something sticky in a small bowl.
Then he stuffed it into his mouth.
Immediately, Ye Qingyun's face showed a look of satisfaction.
The Ma family father and son couldn't help but twitch their index fingers.
Although this is the first time I have seen this way of eating.
But for some reason, it looks delicious.
"You're welcome, there's still a lot of meat, let's eat together."
Seeing the father and son sitting there in a daze, Ye Qingyun thought they were embarrassed.
"Okay, okay!"
Ma Bi quickly moved her chopsticks and signaled her son not to be stunned.
The father and son followed Ye Qingyun's example, picking up the mutton and putting it in the soup.
After rinsing for a while, I picked it up and looked at it.
"It's ready to eat."
Ye Qingyun reminded.
"oh oh!"
The father and son immediately put the mutton into their mouths.
The meat is indeed very fragrant and tender.
But it just doesn't taste good.
But the father and son did not dare to say it.
I can only pretend to be a delicious meal
son.
"Can't you just eat like this? I'll get you some dipping sauce."
Ye Qingyun said.
"Dips?"
Of course Ma Bi and Ma Dan don't know what dipping sauce is.
Ye Qingyun didn't bother to ask them whether they had any dietary restrictions, and directly made two small bowls of dipping sauce for them.
To be continued...