You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 890 The Most Delicious Breakfast in the World

"You're just fucking lucky!"

Iverson could only refute in this way, but after the ball, the gap between the 76ers and the Pistons came to 20 points.

Mo Mengchen got up and was punished.

A difference of 21 points.

Although Larry Brown didn't replace all the main players until halfway through the fourth quarter, it is generally believed that Mo Mengchen's interception of Iverson's pass and counterattack fast-break four-pointer was the turning point of the first game of the Eastern Conference Finals and the whole game.

Before that goal, there was still suspense in the game;

After that shot, the crowd knew that the rest of the game continued only because the clock wasn't up.

In the end, the Pistons defeated the 111ers 92 to 76 and won the first game of the Eastern Conference Finals.

When I got home, it was already 01:30 in the morning.

Mo Mengchen carried the eldest daughter and the second daughter back to the crib one after another, and was about to carry the youngest son there, when he found that he was still awake.

"It's time to sleep, little tiger." When Mo Mengchen said this, Su Ge's eyes moved, as if he really understood.

They are only a little over one year old now, and it stands to reason that they are still developing self-awareness, and they don't even have the concept of self.

Children before the age of two can't figure out their relationship with others, let alone understand what adults say.

Mo Mengchen carried him to the crib, next to his two older sisters.

"Have you found out?" Ephraim asked.

"What did you find?" Mo Mengchen asked back.

Ephraim said, "Socrates doesn't seem to like playing with her sister."

As a doctor, Mo Mengchen just wanted to play with a kid as old as Ephraim Kepu who didn't know what it was to play, and then saw Su Gela turn her face to the opposite direction of her sister.

"How do you know?" Mo Mengchen asked.

Ephraim is a lawyer, and she will not speak unfounded words.

"When I usually put them in the pile of toys, Socrates always rolls around alone, unlike Loria and Irene who have some wonderful little interactions." Ephraim said confidently.

"Even a small animal has its own personality, let alone a human being?" Mo Mengchen said, "Maybe Socrates' personality is rather shy?"

"That's what I'm worried about," said Ephraim. "Will Socrates have no playmates when they grow up?"

Will Sucra be like me?

For Mo Mengchen, this is an interesting question. He didn’t have many playmates when he was a child, but he was still sane and positive—Hill: Please understand it in reverse—so, for him, the unlovable personality Not a bad thing.

"Then what can you do?"

"We can." Ephraim didn't say this sentence to have another child. If she had another child, Mo Mengchen would only need to do some physical work, and she would have to endure the pregnancy in October, and then look forward to the fourth child, isn't it? The Demon King of Confusion.

Loria and Irene are naughty enough, if it weren't for Socra's peace of mind, a nanny would not be enough.

"Huh?" Mo Mengchen asked, "What can we do?"

Ephraim said, "We can figure it out together."

"My solution is, wait a little longer, they won't even speak now." Mo Mengchen said.

"Pop"

"Huh?" Ephraim looked at the crib, "Who is talking?"

"pop."

This time, Mo Mengchen and Ephraim both heard and saw clearly.

It was Su Gela who said it, and it was very clear that even Mo Mengchen was not prepared. On this day, he was able to hear So Gela calling him pop. (Note: pop means father)
"Sugla, call me Mom." Ephraim bent down and squeezed out a beautiful smile, but it was too deliberate, showing a few usually inconspicuous crow's feet on the tip of her eyebrows.

But Sucra seems to only be called pop.

"Pop." This result disappointed Ephraim.

Mo Mengchen was both happy and excited, but he couldn't make it too obvious, "This is a good sign, I believe Su Ge will call your mother soon."

Ephraim was very lost, Mo Mengchen was outside all day, and only stayed at home with the children at night. At that time, most of them were already asleep, but the first word Socra learned was pop?

"Good night, my little tiger." Mo Mengchen led Ephraim out of the room.

The topic of whether Socrates would have no playmates because he had no relatives was temporarily put on hold, and Ephraim was lost all night because he hadn't learned to call mother.

The next day, Mo Mengchen slept until seven o'clock in the morning.

Half an hour later than usual.

When he finished washing, changed his clothes, and walked to the living room, he suddenly found that Adrian and Jessica from 260 were teaching Socrates words together.

Presumably, this is why Socrates said pop.

If Ephraim knew that her brother did not teach Mam to teach pop, would she slap this stupid brother who was not doing business properly?

"Doctor Mo!" Adrian said in shock, "Sucra will call pop!"

"Really? This is really good news." Mo Mengchen pretended not to know, "Whatever you want to eat, I will make it for you."

Jessica said expectantly: "Dr. Mo, can I make the burritos you made for 'Perfect'?"

"Of course, Jessica, how do you know him?" Mo Mengchen couldn't tell that he was interested in ice hockey.

"Detroit is the city of hockey." Jessica realized that she had misspoken the moment she opened her mouth. "It used to be"

"It doesn't matter, Detroit is indeed a hockey city." Mo Mengchen said with a light smile.

Like you said, it was before.

Adrian wanted to interject, but he didn't know anything about hockey, and he even had a strong animus for the Red Wings.

Mo Mengchen let them go to the kitchen alone with Su Gela. Jessica was only 16 years old this year, and she didn't expect her to come out so well.

A few years ago, Adrian seemed to have liked her, but now Mo Mengchen glanced at his brother-in-law. Although he couldn't see anything, he was almost sure that his brother-in-law still couldn't let go of his childhood sweetheart.

It's a pity, Jessica doesn't know whether it's because her vision is too high or what, but she can't see Adrian after losing weight.

What is wrong with this world?Does a little girl not look at her face when she finds a little boyfriend?
While thinking about it, Mo Mengchen made breakfast, prepared the ingredients, and arranged them neatly.

Ephraim turned on the TV and switched to ESPN.

It put some other major league stuff in it first, and then it went back to the NBA.

The NBA has now reached the conference finals stage of the playoffs, and it is at a critical juncture.

"According to reliable sources, Allen Iverson, the head guard of the Philadelphia 76ers, sprained his ankle in last night's game, and he is doubtful to play in the second game."

"Doctor Mo, the AI ​​is injured!" Adrian stood up excitedly, "Good news!"

Expected.

He felt it last night, he steals Iverson's pass and counterattacks for four points.That unnecessary foul was paid for by Iverson desperately.

At that time, Mo Mengchen had already lost his center of gravity, and he relied on the flexibility of his body to catch up with him.

There is a limit to the body's endurance. In that case, he forced his turn to catch up, and his ankle should have twisted at that time.

Mo Mengchen made five burritos, two drinks, and put them in the living room, "Jessica, the burritos you want."

"Thank you!" Jekashi was extremely dignified, unlike Adrian who just picked up the burrito and ate it endlessly, focusing completely on the TV.

Is Iverson's injury more important than Jessica's?
Mo Mengchen watched the TV, and it said something similar. The source of the information seemed credible. Iverson was absent from the press conference after the game last night and rushed to the hospital overnight. On the way to the hospital this morning, he was arrested again. It was photographed, even if the ankle was not injured, it must be a little uncomfortable.

"AI is injured, Duncan cannot support alone, you are sure to win, Doctor Mo!" Adrian said happily.

"I don't want him to get hurt." Mo Mengchen said, walking towards the kitchen.

Next came his own breakfast.

Chicken breast, skim milk, protein powder, whole wheat bread.

Now he doesn't worry about his weight anymore, it's just that he is getting older, and he can't eat whatever he wants like when he was young.

It was too casual when I was young-although it was just before last year-now I want to change it temporarily, but I can't stand the taste of chicken breast. For this reason, Mo Mengchen invented a very clever, but painful, just a process Quick diet.

First, you need a glass of skim milk.

Next, pour in the protein powder.

Finally, cook the chicken breasts and put them in a meat grinder to make a powder. Yes, pour these meat powders into a cup filled with skim milk and protein powder.

Before enjoying, please stir it with a spoon for a better taste.

And just like that, a cup of supremely delicious concoction was born.

With just one bite, you can eat chicken breasts without breaking a sweat.

All it takes is one sip and you can get rid of the weird taste of skim milk mixed with protein powder, all it takes is one sip, just one sip.

Mo Mengchen frowned and picked up the cup.

"Doctor Mo, what is that?" Jessica asked.

Adrian looked over and immediately said, "Jessica, don't ask."

That was his childhood shadow.

"Why?" Jessica was even more curious.

"It's the tastiest thing in the world." You don't know if he's joking or consoling himself.

He frowned, then opened his mouth and poured a whole cup of cloudy liquid into his mouth.

"Gollum!"

The process is painful, but it will pass quickly, no more than five seconds.

Just like that, only wholemeal bread was left for Mo Mengchen's breakfast. Before that, he needed to go to the bathroom to retch.
"Why should I suffer like this?"

He can make the most delicious breakfast in the world, and he lives like a god every day, why should he torture himself so much?

Just for the so-called shit healthy diet?

"Well, that does make sense." Mo Mengchen looked in the mirror with a disheveled face. From now on, he would eat breakfast like this every day. Although it was painful, it was indeed very efficient.

Organize your clothes, wash your face, and walk out of the bathroom.

Look,
I am still punching sharks, kicking stone Buddhas, Dor.Mo of Megatron Alliance!

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Oh, today there is a local tyrant clause that is going to be added before the new year. I am grateful to everyone for your love. When I decided to "add more rewards" at the beginning, I didn't think that one day I would face such happy troubles.If there is a brother who rewards me for the Silver League, according to the rule of "ten thousand rewards plus updates", 100 chapters have to be added. This is difficult to complete.I just checked, and the monthly pass is over [-], which means that there are still three chapters for rewards and updates, and four chapters if you add monthly tickets and updates.It feels like adding more before the holiday.If you can't finish adding updates until after the festival, it will be a matter of time, we still have this reputation.

(End of this chapter)