Shi Qian felt that Fu Sinian would definitely not eat such greasy food!

"Thank you, Mom." Fu Sinian took the bowl, thanked him softly, and then, under Shi Qiuran's expectant eyes, tasted a piece of braised pork.

The sauce flavor of the meat is very strong, and it lingers in the mouth. You can hardly feel the greasy feeling of the fat meat. There is only an indescribable fragrance!

"It's delicious." He nodded.

"Try a bite of the rice, it tastes good when mixed together."

Fu Sinian obediently took a sip.

Every grain of rice is wrapped in a thick sauce and has the aroma of braised pork. The rice soaked in the soup is also softer, and his taste buds seem to have been opened.

"Delicious too." He nodded again.

"Qianqian loves my braised pork the most, especially this bibimbap. She can eat three bowls!"

Shi Qian: ...

Fu Sinian looked at Shi Qian, with a smile in his eyes, "Then your appetite seems to be much smaller now, you can eat a bowl of rice at most at a time."

Shi Qian was taken aback.

How does Fu Sinian know, how much does she eat every meal?

"She is clamoring to lose weight now!" Shi Qiuran couldn't help but said, "Si Nian, you have to take good care of her, girls should be a little fatter."

"I also think it's better to be fatter, but Qianqian is a little thinner now." Fu Sinian responded.

Shi Qian stared blankly at the two of them.

The harmonious atmosphere made her feel extremely unreal.

Fu Sinian picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in Shiqian's bowl, "These dishes are all your favorite, why are you still in a daze?"

Shi Qian suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, bowed his head to eat.

Fu Sinian just ate a bowl of rice mixed with braised pork and soup.

Seeing that he had finished eating, Shi Qiuran hurriedly said, "Sinian, can you help me with the meal?"

Fu Sinian handed the bowl to Shi Qian, "It's enough to fill another half of the bowl."

Shi Qian looked at him in surprise.

With his small appetite, he is still desperately picky about eating. He has already eaten a bowl, how can he eat another half bowl?

She still got up to prepare food for Fu Sinian.

Just scooped a spoonful of rice and was about to turn around, suddenly, a thought flashed in my mind.

She took the rice spoon and pressed down as hard as she could!

After flattening, I put another spoonful of rice and pressed it hard again.

After flattening, add another spoonful and flatten again.

When the bowl returned to Fu Sinian's hand, it was indeed half a bowl of rice.

Shi Qian also picked up some scattered rice and covered it, and there was no abnormality at all.

Fu Sinian held the bowl, feeling a little puzzled.

The serving size of this bowl seems to be more than half a bowl.

Facing Fu Sinian's scrutiny, Shi Qian picked up the chicken soup and drank it as if nothing had happened.

"Si Nian, try this ribs again. We have to finish these dishes today, so don't waste them." Shi Qiuran greeted enthusiastically.

Fu Sinian continued to pick up vegetables.

After taking a bite of the rice, he found that the rice underneath was firmly pressed!

Sure enough, there is something wrong with this half bowl of rice!

The amount of this half bowl of rice, he felt, should be as much as the usual two bowls.

Shi Qian must have done it on purpose!

Shi Qian didn't understand why Fu Sinian came to her mother's place and was so easy to talk to. Since he is not picky at all today, he should eat more!

She finished the chicken soup and put down the bowl, "I'm full."

"Are you full after just eating that?" Shi Qiuran looked at Shi Qian in surprise.

"You only eat that little, Mom is worried, just now I told you to eat a little fatter, so why don't you just eat this little?" Fu Sinian took his bowl and put his rice into Shiqian's bowl.

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