Quick Pass: The host has no desire to survive

Chapter 75 Little Rabbit Loves to Eat Grass by the Nest (32)

Aunt Wang said with a smile: "Hua Niang and I still have something to say about ourselves, you should go back first."

Jun Mojin nodded slightly, and left the embroidery workshop.

Back to the courtyard.

Curls of smoke wafted from the chimney of the kitchen, his phoenix eyes were full of doubts, and he walked into the kitchen quickly.

Bei'er, who was wearing a white gauze skirt, had flour all over her fair face, standing in front of the stove at the moment, putting the noodles into the pot awkwardly.

He raised his little hand, wiped off the sweat from his forehead, stared at the noodles in the pot seriously, and muttered in his mouth: "Baby Mojin will be back soon, I want to save my longevity quickly." The noodles are cooked, why is it so easy for Mojin to cook, but it is so difficult for me?"

"Ah...it hurts..."

When stirring the noodles with chopsticks, the hot water in the pot accidentally splashed on the back of the hand, and the little hand instantly became red and swollen.

Jun Mojin walked up to her quickly, took her injured little hand, led her back to the bedroom, took the scald medicine, and applied it to her red and swollen area.

Bei'er stared blankly at the angry Jun Mojin, with tears in his eyes, and said aggrievedly, "Baby Mojin, you are so fierce!"

Jun Mojin, who was applying medicine to Bei'er, paused, but did not reply.

Bei Er couldn't help staring at Jun Mojin, who held his breath and concentrated on applying the medicine, and suddenly remembered something, and screamed loudly, "Ah, my longevity noodles."

He hurried back to the kitchen and looked at the longevity noodles boiled into a paste in the pot.

For Bei Er, who was cooking for the first time in her life, she was a little sad. The tears in her eyes flowed down her cheeks to the ground.

"Uuuuuh... baby Mojin, my batter is getting sticky..."

Jun Mojin didn't say a word, took a bowl silently, and poured out the battered noodles from the pot.

She lowered her head and started to eat silently. After a while, she finished eating. She put down the bowl and chopsticks in her hand, and touched the top of her head with a smile from the corner of her eyes, "It's delicious, this is the best noodle I've ever eaten."

Bei Er looked at him with tears in his eyes, beat his chest with his small fists, and said sadly: "It's obviously not delicious, why are you lying to me, today is your birthday, I want to do it for you A bowl of longevity noodles, but now it’s messed up, am I too stupid to know anything.”

Jun Mojin took her hand, pulled her into his arms, wrapped her hands around her waist, and whispered in her ear: "Thank you for remembering my birthday, although this side is indeed a bit ugly, but I really appreciate it." I think it's delicious."

When he first arrived at Qingyun Mountain when he was young, master Qingyun Zhenren cooked him a bowl of longevity noodles with an egg on it. For him who lost his parents, this was the warmest memory at that time.

When I grow up.

The master is busy with the affairs of the temple every day. He is either catching monsters or helping the master to take care of the affairs of the temple. He also forgot about the birthday. When he remembered it, the birthday had already passed.

When he saw someone he likes making longevity noodles for him, he was so warm and touched deep in his heart.

Obviously she is a little girl who doesn't touch the spring water with her ten fingers.

Bei'er hugged his neck tightly with her arms, resting her head on his shoulder.

Suddenly thought of something, she came out of Jun Mojin's arms, and said softly in a soft and sweet voice: "Baby Mojin, I have another gift for you, now you have to close your eyes."

Jun Mojin obediently closed her eyes.

Bei'er took out a kit from his bosom, held it carefully in his tender palm, and said to him, "Open your eyes."

(End of this chapter)