Qian'er touched her head and smiled and said, "Put the letter here, wait until I've finished writing it and send it out together."

"Um."

The child folded the letter and put it to her.

Qian'er lowered her head and wrote for a while, looked up and saw that she was still sitting, and said strangely: "Why haven't you left yet?"

"I haven't had lunch yet."

Qian'er was angry and laughed: "How can you lack your food? You have to rely on me to eat? Didn't you say that the Ministry of War is very busy?"

"I'm going to stay with you to eat."

"I won't eat for lunch."

"If you don't eat, you will starve to death!" The child pulled her up, "Hurry up and tell someone to make food for me. Where is Sister Su? I'm hungry!"

Su Tan hurriedly responded, "I will order people to prepare now."

A table of food was presented soon.

The child holds the bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other hand. After taking a few bites, he feels that it is not the taste in his memory.

She asked Su Tan: "Have you changed the cook here?

"I've changed it long ago."

"No wonder, I remember eating here last time, the food was very light, but now the food is too greasy." The child shook his head.

After eating with the master in Piaoyunzhuang, her taste became much lighter.

I really couldn't stand such greasy food, so I finally picked a bowl of soup and ate it with the rice.

Qian'er sat aside from beginning to end, holding a cup of tea, siping slowly, and turning a blind eye to the table of food.

"Sister, have you heard of the saying that food is the most important thing for the people?" the child asked her.

"Of course I've heard it."

"Just drinking tea will kill people." The child greeted her, "Come here quickly and have a meal for me."

Qian'er shook her head: "Didn't you also say you want me to lose weight? I can't eat it."

"Fool, look at your current face, it's so bad. If you keep doing this, you will lose your body first." The child looked at the table, picked some vegetables and tofu with rice, and stuffed them into her bowl. "I won't eat those greasy ones, and I can eat this one."

Qian'er said helplessly: "Children, I really can't eat it."

"If you don't eat, I won't leave." The child hugged his arms, "You have to eat this bowl of rice today before I can leave."

Qian'er knew this sister's stubbornness, but when she looked at the fry, she felt entangled and painful when she thought of the flesh on her waist.

The child sighed: "I can't stand it anymore, so you can eat it. Can the meat on your body grow out of one meal?"

"I've been taking it for more than a year."

"Yes, can you lose as much weight if you eat less rice?"

"It doesn't seem to be possible."

"Then you eat it. Just treat it for me and don't let me do things in a bad mood, okay?" the child patiently advised, "Didn't I have written to my mother? My mother is the smartest person in the world. Don't you believe she can come up with a way to help you lose weight?"

"But it will take a long time to wait for my mother to reply."

"Then during this period, you can have a good meal and wait for your mother to reply and let's see."

"But..." Qian'er frowned and looked down at the rice in the bowl.

The child said: "Do you still care about Li Zhongci, so you want to lose weight so morbidly that you can see him before?"

Qian'er shook her head, but didn't say anything.

But the child would not let her go, and the chopsticks were stuffed into her hands: "Then you prove it to me."

Qian'er was silent for a moment and suddenly laughed.

Why did she become like this?

Just a bowl of rice.

Is it worth it to be so tangled?
Chapter completed!