The first bamboo horse: spoiled little green plum

Chapter 586 0585. She said with a crying voice... (20)

After leaving the bedroom, the two of them actually have nothing to help, because they don't know how to cook, and there is nothing else for them to do for the time being, so they can only take the chopsticks and spoons and arrange them and sit down. Waiting for food there.

In the kitchen, the figures of Mama Cai and Jiang Shaoheng each performed their duties.

One is looking at the soup, the other is frying the vegetables, and the cooperation is very tacit.

Zhuang Xinian rested her cheeks and stared at Jiang Shaoheng's back.

Watch him skillfully stir-fry, stir the spoon, and then turn off the heat and pour it into the plate neatly.

That little nympho's appearance almost made Mu Qingyun next to him sour into a lemonade.

He doesn't know how to cook, so seeing Zhuang Xinian obsessively watching Jiang Shaoheng cook, he couldn't help but wonder secretly: If he could cook, would his wife be so serious too? looking at him?
It has to be said that just thinking about it like this made Mu Qingyun feel his heart burning.

"Okay, dinner is ready!" While Mu Qingyun was in a trance, Mama Cai finally brought up the last old hen soup.

"It smells so good!" Zhuang Xinian closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths of the fragrance.

Cai's mother smiled, reached out and took Zhuang Xinian's bowl, filled her with a bowl of soup and put it in front of her: "Xiang, drink more."

"Hey, thank you mom!" Zhuang Xinian stretched out his hands to take the bowl of soup, and thanked his mother with a smile.

"Come on, Qingyun, this is yours." Mother Cai took Mu Qingyun's bowl and filled it with a bowl of soup.

Mu Qingyun also thanked him very politely.

Jiang Shaoheng was not let go either.

A large pot of chicken soup was served, and after four bowls were filled, there was not much left.

Father Jiang only eats at home in the morning. During holidays, he usually goes to catch up with his old classmates and friends, so he seldom eats at home.

After all, Mama Cai is at home now, so it would be embarrassing if she always comes over to eat, and Jiang Shaoheng often stays at the dealer's house, and occasionally he will inevitably forget to go home to cook for his father.

So Dad Jiang simply solved it outside.

Anyway, he came here like this before, it's not bad, on the contrary, he may be more comfortable and adaptable.

Seeing her daughter gulping down the big bowl of soup, Cai's mother couldn't help crying and laughing: "You don't need to drink it so fast, there is still some in the pot, you are not afraid of being scalded!"

Zhuang Xinian smirked twice, stuck out her little red tongue that was burned, and waved her hands nonchalantly: "It's okay, it's okay! I'm going to start!"

In fact, Mu Qingyun seldom enjoys the feeling of eating with his family.

There were chattering voices on the dining table, as well as gentle exhortations from the elders.

These things do happen when Mu's parents and Mu's mother are not busy, but when they are not busy, they can be counted on both palms over the years.

So, when he was eating at the dealer's table and listening to Mama Cai's instructions to him, he suddenly felt his eye sockets feel a little hot.

Furthermore, I felt a little bit envious of Zhuang Xinian who was eating happily next to me.

Logically speaking, he doesn't need to envy others.

But, who knows, he also has many things that he longs for but is hard to get?

Maybe it's because of envy that he always likes to go to the dealer to play with Zhuang Xinian and Jiang Shaoheng, and then justifiably eat at their house.

　three.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)