Chapter: 1852

This guy has become a genius!

So big.

The key is that it looks delicious.

"hiss......"

He took a few breaths lightly, and the wafting aroma made his index finger twitch.

He picked up a piece of meat, dipped it in a little sauce, and put it in his mouth.

The unique fragrance of mutton diffused, instantly occupying the entire mouth, biting down, the chewiness of the meat was just right.

"This meat is delicious."

Zi Qiang's eyes lit up, and he picked up a long piece of lamb chops, which was delicious and tender, making him look at Zhang Han again and again.

It seems that the granddaughter is right, it is really delicious.

After eating, the restaurant became much quieter, and they all devoted themselves to this lunch.

Zhang Han felt that something was missing. After thinking about it, his spiritual power quietly formed a silk thread.

Open the notebook and play music softly.

Halfway through the meal, everyone slowed down and started chatting.

During the period, Wang Ming and Zi Qiang chatted very enthusiastically, the content was nothing more than Go, and the age difference was almost the same, so they chatted happily.

And Xu Xinyu, Rong Jiaxin, Zhang Li, and Zhou Fei were also chatting with each other, and Zi Yan occasionally interjected a few words.

It was Zhang Han who ordered a plate of base shrimp.

The Jiwei prawns raised on the mountain are larger in size. After the prawns turn a light red color and are fully cooked.

Zhang Han fished out some, put them on his dinner plate, left them for two minutes, and stretched out his hands to peel the shrimps.

Remove the head of the shrimp, remove the skin from the body, hold the shrimp and pull out, then put it on a cute small plate.

Mengmeng glanced at Baba happily, picked up the prawn with chopsticks and started to eat.

As soon as he ate one, Zhang Han prepared the next one, while eating the third one.

Mengmeng only bites half of it.

"I'm asking for a little seasoning."

Mengmeng murmured, dipped in some dipping sauce, then took chopsticks and slowly handed the prawns to Zhang Han: "Papa, you can eat it too."

"Um."

Zhang Han looked at Mengmeng, his eyes were full of tenderness, a gentle smile rose from the corner of his mouth, he moved his head forward, and ate half of the shrimp.

When my father was an inexplicable feeling, it was like when I was in Beijing, I was everything, doing whatever I wanted, doing whatever I wanted, and eating whatever I wanted.

But after having Mengmeng and Ziyan, he will first think about what Mengmeng wants to eat, what Ziyan wants to eat, his first thought has changed from himself to them, or the most important thing in his heart has also changed.

The simplest one is that there is a delicacy that one particularly likes on the table, and one is willing to let it be eaten by the loved one.