Chapter 377 Deluxe Edition Instant Noodles and Beggar Edition
Chapter 377 Deluxe Edition Instant Noodles and Beggar Edition
"Holy crap, are these the same brand of instant noodles? Mine has so few beef cubes, and it's fake. This one actually has real seafood in it!"
Jiang Shiyu couldn't help but exclaim loudly, his voice became sharp because of surprise, as if to break the tranquility in the room.
He seemed to be frozen in place, staring straight at the bowl of noodles, his body leaning forward as if being pulled by an invisible force.
He looked at the bowl of noodles in disbelief, as if he was examining a rare treasure.
His eyes were as big as copper bells, his eyeballs almost popped out, and his eyes were full of shock and confusion.
"How is this possible? The difference is too huge!" he muttered to himself, his voice trembling, revealing his extreme inner imbalance.
The expression on his face was a mixture of shock, envy, and a hint of jealousy. His mouth was wide open, enough to fit an egg, and the muscles on his face seemed a little stiff due to excessive surprise.
"Why does Xiao Chengcheng get such good treatment, but I only have this pitiful little bit of beef, and it's fake!"
He kept complaining and shaking his head, looking like a child who had suffered great injustice.
Jiang Shiyu moved closer to the bowl of noodles and observed it carefully, as if trying to find the difference between this bowl of noodles and his own.
His head was almost touching the edge of the bowl, his eyes were unblinking, like an expert studying precious cultural relics. His nose kept twitching, greedily sniffing the aroma of the noodles, the rich seafood aroma made him swallow his saliva.
"This smells so good, it's simply a delicacy on earth!"
He kept muttering, "This is so unfair! They're both instant noodles, why is there such a big difference?" His voice was full of resentment and dissatisfaction.
His hand unconsciously reached out to the bowl of noodles, wanting to touch the fresh seafood. His fingers trembled slightly, as if he was touching something extremely precious.
"The shrimp looks so fresh, and the crab is so tempting!"
When his hand was about to touch the seafood, he pulled it back because if he didn't take his hand back, Ming Nanjin would chop off his hand.
Jiang Shiwen was speechless. He looked at Jiang Shiyu's useless appearance, frowned tightly, and his face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out.
His eyes were like two sharp swords, shooting straight at Jiang Shiyu, full of anger and helplessness.
"Can you be a little more promising? Is it necessary to do this just for a bowl of noodles?" Jiang Shiwen gritted his teeth and squeezed out these words.
His eyes were filled with disdain and helplessness, and he sighed inwardly, "How could I have such an unpromising brother? It's really embarrassing."
Jiang Shiwen's heart was filled with disappointment and helplessness. He never thought that his brother would lose his composure like this because of a bowl of noodles.
"From childhood to adulthood, you have never given me peace of mind!"
He complained secretly in his heart.
He gritted his teeth, suppressed the anger in his heart, and tried to stay calm. Jiang Shiwen took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.
"Don't embarrass yourself here and restrain yourself!" His voice was low and stern, with irresistible majesty.
"Jiang Shiyu, can you be more thoughtful? It's just a bowl of noodles. Why are you making such a fuss?"
Jiang Shiwen's voice was cold, with a hint of suppressed anger. His voice echoed in the room, and every word was like a bullet, shooting at Jiang Shiyu.
He glared at Jiang Shiyu fiercely, as if he wanted to pin him down with his gaze. His eyes were full of warnings and threats, as if saying, "If you dare to mess around again, you'll be in trouble!"
Jiang Shiyu didn't care about Jiang Shiwen's anger at all. He was still immersed in his amazement at the bowl of noodles.
"Brother, look at this, how can they be the same? My bowl of noodles is simply the beggar's version of instant noodles, and Xiao Chengcheng's bowl is simply the deluxe version!"
Jiang Shiyu was gesticulating as he spoke, and his dancing made people laugh.
He waved his hands in the air, describing the huge gap between the two bowls of noodles. His facial expressions were very rich, sometimes frowning, sometimes pouting.
"Look at all this seafood, and then look at these few pitiful grains of beef of mine. There's a world of difference in treatment!" Jiang Shiyu became more and more excited as he spoke, and his voice became louder and louder.
Jiang Shiwen shook his head helplessly. He turned his head away and stopped looking at Jiang Shiyu. He thought to himself, "I really don't want to admit that this person is my brother. Is there any chance to sever the blood relationship now?"
Jiang Shiwen's heart was filled with helplessness and despair, and he was extremely disappointed with his brother's behavior.
"How could there be such a useless guy? It really gives me a headache!" He complained silently in his heart.
He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. Jiang Shiwen closed his eyes and tried to calm himself down.
"Don't bother with him, don't be angry, don't be angry." He kept telling himself in his heart.
Ming Nanjin completely ignored Jiang Shiyu's envy and called Xiao Chengcheng out. "Chengcheng, come and eat noodles." Ming Nanjin's voice was as gentle as the spring breeze.
When Xiao Chengcheng saw the instant noodles her brother made for her, her face was full of joy. Her eyes instantly lit up, flashing with excitement.
"Thank you, Gege."
Xiao Chengcheng smiled sweetly, and that smile was like the morning sunshine, warm and bright.
Ming Nanjin's eyes were full of tenderness. He looked at Xiao Chengcheng and said, "Eat quickly. Brother will feed you." His voice was soft and full of love, as if Xiao Chengcheng was the most precious baby in his world.
Ming Nanjin carefully picked up the spoon, blew gently on the steaming noodles, and then carefully brought it to Xiao Chengcheng's mouth.
"Come on, baby, open your mouth."
His eyes never left Xiao Chengcheng, full of patience and concentration.
Little Chengcheng opened his mouth obediently and ate bite by bite, with a happy smile on his face.
Jiang Shiyu was almost envious to death. Looking at the warmth and affection between the siblings Ming Nanjin and Xiao Chengcheng, he turned to look at his brother, his eyes full of longing.
"Brother, look at them." Jiang Shiyu's voice contained a hint of grievance and expectation.
Jiang Shiwen slapped Jiang Shiyu directly on the face, and Jiang Shiyu's previous fantasy was instantly shattered. Forget it, his brother has never been a gentle person.
"Stop dreaming here and wake up!" Jiang Shiwen's voice was stern and cold.
Jiang Shiyu covered his face. If he had known this earlier, he would not have done such a shameful thing.
"Why am I so unlucky to have such a fierce brother like you." Jiang Shiyu muttered, looking aggrieved and helpless.
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