Qi Hao was repeatedly abused by his cousin and hurt by Brother Zhu’s words. Under his parents’ distressed gazes, he hurriedly escaped. After leaving the Qi family, Qi Hao didn’t know where to go for a moment. Should he find Wang Xuewen or Jian Chongying?
In the end, it was Lu Chengfu who suddenly called and invited him to his house for a meal. Only then did Qi Hao drive straight to Lu Chengfu’s house to get a meal.
At that moment, Lu Chengfu was cooking porridge in his apartment. Recently, he had really fallen in love with the taste of this porridge. Ever since he started eating this porridge, he had been sleeping especially well and his body felt especially good. Even if it was just a psychological effect, Lu Chengfu really felt that this rice was too magical. Where did that rascal Haozi buy this rice from? He also had to stock up.
When Qi Hao pressed the doorbell, Lu Chengfu’s porridge was almost done. He didn’t know how to cook other things, but he had learned to make this porridge. Hearing the doorbell, he hurriedly said, “Coming!”
If Haozi hadn’t given him the rice, he wouldn’t have been willing to invite him over.
Fine, he should be grateful. As the saying went, good people were rewarded!
Lu Chengfu opened the door and let Qi Hao in. When he saw the bruised and swollen Qi Hao, Lu Chengfu sucked in a deep breath and said, “Damn, you got into a fight? Why didn’t you call your friends?”
Qi Hao was originally full of grievances, but he suddenly smelled an extraordinary fragrance. Qi Hao swallowed his saliva; the more he smelled it, the more fragrant it became. He completely forgot his belly of grievances and hurriedly entered. “Chengfu, what did you cook that smells so good? By the way, when did you know how to cook?”
“I’m not good at cooking, but I can still cook porridge! Have a taste, it’ll be done soon!”
The two boys were very familiar with each other. Qi Hao usually treated Lu Chengfu’s house as his own and wasn’t polite at all. So, when the porridge was placed on the table, the two boys helped themselves to a bowl each.
The more Qi Hao smelled it, the more fragrant he found it. It wasn’t pungent at all and smelled very good. The thick rice fragrance mixed with other smells was indescribable.
He had been hungry to begin with, and forgot about how Lu Chengfu couldn’t cook. Ignoring the heat, he scooped a mouthful and tasted it. After tasting it, Qi Hao’s eyes were filled with amazement and lit up in disbelief; this was plain porridge!
He wasn’t short of money, so what good food hadn’t he eaten?
There would actually be a day when he felt that plain porridge was delicious?
It was so delicious that he almost swallowed his time. This taste was too superb!
He didn’t even have time to speak as he wolfed down the rest of the food. Lu Chengfu had been eating this spirit rice porridge for the past few days, so he was a bit more reserved than Qi Hao. But when Qi Hao, that rascal, swallowed his whole pot like a whirlwind, Lu Chengfu panicked and hurriedly poured himself another bowl. He complained, “Slow down, slow down, I only had one bowl just now.”
Qi Hao didn’t hear Lu Chengfu at all. All he could see now was the soft, white, and fragrant rice porridge in front of him.
Damn, Chengfu was a true friend. He was actually willing to treat him to such a good thing!
Thinking this, Qi Hao didn’t slow down at all as he ate the porridge. In the end, he snatched the last bit of porridge left at the bottom of the pot and stuffed it into his bowl. He blurted out excitedly, “Chengfu, where the hell did you get this rice? It’s too delicious! I want to buy it too!”
Lu Chengfu: …
Qi Hao was still chattering on, and he clicked his tongue. “It smells so good! It’s awesome! It’s so delicious! Chengfu, hurry up and tell me where to get this rice. I’ll order it right now!”
If he bought this rice for his grandpa to try, his grandpa would definitely lecture his brother on his behalf!