The Ji family was filled with joy and laughter. The two old men were so happy that they drank a few more glasses.

He is old and doesn't act like a young person.

He was not so afraid of drinking. After a few drinks, his face turned red and he became more talkative.

"Old Ji, Old Ji, I really envy you!"

Old Master Chi put his arm around Old Master Ji's shoulders like an old brother.

"Your Ji family has great feng shui, a good family tradition, and it nurtures people! If my grandson hadn't met Youran when he was little, his life would have been ruined!"

At that time, Chi Yihan suffered from severe autism. He closed himself in his little world and no one could enter.

He is silent and his eyes are empty. He will only go to eat if you call him. If no one calls him, he may starve to death.

For this, he and Chi Yihan's parents were very worried.

"Unlike our Chi family, who fought over the Chi family until they were bloodied and broken, even losing family affection and basic humanity."

Everyone who knows the truth knows that the old man is sad because he thinks of Chi Qingjiang's family!

"Grandpa, drink less!"

Chi Yihan dissuaded him in a low voice with some concern.

"Grandpa's fine!" Grandpa Chi held Chi Yihan's hand and patted it. Seeing his grandson and Ji Youran sitting next to him, a slight smile appeared on his face: "You two must stay together well. You little brat, don't bully my precious grandson, or I won't let you go."

"Don't worry, Grandpa!"

Not to mention that his grandfather won't let him go, if such a day really comes, he's afraid that he won't even let himself go!

"Big Brother, you two should drink with Grandpa Chi. I'll go make some hangover soup!"

Mr. Chi has something on his mind.

No matter how disappointed he was, he had to be his son.

Today is the Little New Year again. The old man may be thinking about previous years, or when his sons were still young. At that time, they had not done things like killing their brothers and sisters for fame and fortune like they do now.

The old man has a knot in his heart, which has become an illness over time. Today is a good opportunity.

Let the old man have a few more drinks under the premise of safety, and talk about what is stuck in his heart, so that he won’t keep it in his heart and cause harm!

"I go with you!"

How can I let her go into the kitchen alone?

He swore that he would never give Ji Youran the chance to go into the kitchen and cook in his life.

His little girl is so pink and tender, and her little hands must be well taken care of!

"You stay with grandpa."

It’s just a matter of cooking a few bowls of hangover soup, which is too easy for her.

What's more, even if Chi Yihan stayed with him in the kitchen, he was worried about the old man. It would be better for him to stay in the restaurant instead of staring blankly in the kitchen.

"Then be careful!"

Ji Youran said with a smile: "Don't worry, Brother Yihan, I have been cooking this since I was a child, it will be fine!"

At that time, the old men would get drunk as soon as they drank, and she was responsible for cooking sobering soup when they were drunk.

As soon as Ji Youran entered the kitchen, she smelled the scent of herbs mixed with onions and garlic.

The taste is very light.

If she wasn't particularly sensitive to herbs, she wouldn't be able to smell it at all, after all, it was mixed with the strong-smelling onions and garlic.

Ji Youran took chopsticks and searched in the trash can.

Find something that looks like ginseng at the bottom.

This is! !

"Shanglu!"

Ji Youran picked up the rhubarb with chopsticks.

It is intact and looks like they want to use it to make black chicken soup.

But why didn’t you put it in and replace it with real parameters?

Chi Yihan doesn't understand pharmacology. He can't even tell the difference between Chinese rhubarb and ginseng. Is he afraid that he will find out?

Only Chi Yihan and a few of the Ji family's original chefs were busy in the kitchen. If the suspect was a chef, it would be dangerous!

She can't be at home all the time.

It can be said that it is hard to guard against!

Hearing footsteps not far away, Ji Youran threw the Chinese rhubarb back into the trash can and buried it underneath.

When the man pushed the door open, she pretended to be startled and accidentally dropped her chopsticks into the trash can!

"Miss, why are you in the kitchen? If you want to do something, just send someone to call me."

Lao Luo looked at the trash can nervously.

He knew that the young lady he had found knew some medical skills, but he didn't know if she could tell the difference between Chinese rhubarb and ginseng.

Also, he had buried the rhubarb under the trash can with onions and garlic.

With so many flavors mixed together, the young lady probably won’t be able to tell them apart!

"what!"

Ji Youran was worried about how to find the suspect and how to drive him out of the Ji family.

He just came here to get killed.

What a nice guy!

Although self-harm is a bad idea, it is sometimes the simplest and most effective method that will not alert the enemy.

Ji Youran was holding a knife in her right hand, and was frightened by the sudden entry of Chef Lao Luo. Her hand trembled, and she screamed in surprise. The knife on her right hand cut the index finger of her left hand.

For the sake of realism, her wounds are deeper!

Seeing Ji Youran's finger bleeding, Lao Luo immediately ran over and said, "Miss, please tell me, why are you still going into the kitchen?"

He glanced into the trash can.

It seems that the matter of Phytolacca has not been discovered!

Lao Luo breathed a sigh of relief.

"Soft!"

Chi Yihan heard Ji Youran's scream in the restaurant, he stood up and ran over.

"roll!"

Chi Yihan hugged the person back into his arms, raised his long legs and kicked Lao Luo away!

"What's going on? Why is there so much blood?"

Ji Youran felt that Chi Yihan was trembling and breathing rapidly. He was scared.

It's that feeling of fear that radiates from the inside out!

The rest of the people also rushed over.

Ji Youheng asked, "What's wrong?"

"Hurry up and get the medicine box, Softy's finger is injured!"

Chi Yihan roared loudly with bloodshot eyes, picking up Ji Youran. As he passed by Lao Luo, he had murderous intent in his eyes: "Get out of the Ji family right now, and don't let me see you again in this life!"

Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, and he doesn't want to take action at this time.

Chi Yihan strode into the living room, and the two old men were so frightened that they almost sobered up.

"My dear grandson, what happened? Why did you hurt your hand?"

There was heartache in Mr. Ji's eyes.

It must be so painful with so much blood flowing out!

"It's all Grandpa's fault. If Grandpa hadn't drunk too much, my good grandson wouldn't have personally gone to the kitchen to make him some hangover soup."

"Grandpa will never drink again next time."

Old Master Chi felt regretful.

"Grandpa, this isn't your fault. He came in without knocking and startled me, so I cut my hand."

Ji Youran smiled and raised his left hand and shook it: "Look, it's not bleeding anymore."

Chi Yihan growled, "Don't move!"

He was holding back a lot of anger, and his voice was a little cold.

He held Ji Youran's hand again, lowered his head, pursed his thin lips, and gently treated the wound on her hand!

"Brother Yihan, I was wrong. Please don't be angry, okay?"

Ruined!

She could deceive everyone present, including her brother, but she couldn't deceive Chi Yihan.

This man has better eyesight than anyone else when he should be pretending to be blind.

Chi Yihan pursed his lips and said nothing. He disinfected the wound, applied anti-inflammatory medicine and bandaged it. He put the person aside and didn't even look at Ji Youran.

He was determined to teach the little girl a lesson. He was annoyed that she had deliberately gotten hurt, and he was also annoyed at himself for not following her into the kitchen so that nothing would happen to her.

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