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I Woke My Vegetative Husband up at Our Wedding Night!

Chapter 274 - 274 Playing Bad? Do You Want to Bite Him to Death?

274 Playing Bad? Do You Want to Bite Him to Death?

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

“Thank you, Mom.” Fu Sinian took the bowl and thanked her softly. Then, under Shi Qiuran’s expectant gaze, he tasted a piece of braised pork.

The fragrance of the meat was very strong. It was fragrant and there was almost no greasy feeling of the fat. There was only an indescribable fragrance!


“It’s delicious.” He nodded.

“Try a mouthful of rice. It tastes good mixed together.”

Fu Sinian obediently tried it.

Every grain of rice was wrapped in a thick sauce fragrance and had the fragrance of braised pork. The rice soaked in the soup was even softer. His taste buds seemed to have tantalized.

“Delicious too.” He nodded again.

“Qian Qian loves my braised pork the most, especially this soup mixed with rice. She can eat three bowls!”

Shi Qian was speechless.

Fu Sinian looked at Shi Qian with a smile in his eyes. “Then your appetite seems to be much smaller now. You can only eat a bowl of rice at most every time.”

Shi Qian froze.

How did Fu Sinian know how much she ate per meal?

“She cares about losing weight now!” Shi Qiuran couldn’t help but say. “Sinian, you have to take good care of her. It’s better for girls to be a little fat.”

“I also think it’s good to be fat. Qian Qian is a little thin now,” Fu Sinian replied.

Shi Qian looked at the two of them in a daze.

The harmony felt surreal.

Fu Sinian picked up a piece of braised pork and placed it in Shi Qian’s bowl. “These dishes are all your favorites. Why are you still in a daze?”

Shi Qian suppressed the strange feeling in her heart and lowered her head to eat.

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

Seeing that he had finished eating, Shi Qiuran quickly said, “Sinian, can I help you pack some more food?”

Fu Sinian handed the bowl to Shi Qian. “Just fill half a bowl.”

Shi Qian looked at him in surprise.

With his small appetite, he was still so picky. He had already eaten one bowl. Could he eat another half?

She still got up to fill Fu Sinian’s bowl.

She had just scooped up a spoonful of rice and was about to turn when a thought flashed through her mind.

She held the rice spoon and pressed it down!

After flattening it, she filled a spoon with rice and pressed it hard.

After flattening it, she filled another spoonful and flattened it again.

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

Shi Qian even covered it with some scattered rice. There was nothing unusual about it.

Fu Sinian held his bowl and was puzzled.

This bowl seemed to be more than half a bowl.

Faced with Fu Sinian’s scrutiny, Shi Qian picked up the soup and drank it as if nothing had happened.

“Sinian, try these ribs again. We have to finish these dishes today. Don’t waste them,” Shi Qiuran greeted him warmly.

Fu Sinian continued to pick more food.

After taking a bite of the rice, he realized that the rice below was firmly pressed!

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

He felt that this half a bowl of rice had to be as much as the usual two bowls.

Shi Qian must have done it on purpose!

Shi Qian didn’t understand why Fu Sinian was so easy to talk to when he was with her mother. Since he wasn’t picky today, he should eat more!

She finished her chicken soup and put the bowl down. “I’m full.”

“You’re already full after eating so little?” Shi Qiuran looked at Shi Qian in surprise.

“You only ate so little. Mom will be worried. I just told you to gain weight. How can you eat so little?” Fu Sinian picked up a bowl and pried his rice into Shi Qian’s bowl.