With a hook from the gang pet boss, Master Fu fell

Song Yu said with a calm and natural face, "I accidentally knocked on it."

Song Xingji suddenly thought of it. When he was fighting with his elder brother before, he said the same thing. Gritting his teeth, his lungs were about to explode, but Gao didn't know how to refute.

Did she take him for a fool?Where can I touch her lips, and my face is still red like that.

It's not easy for him to talk about Song Yu, so he can only criticize Fu Hanyu viciously.

Son of a bitch.

He must have done it!

Fu Hanyu smiled slightly and nodded at him.

Song Xingji held a mouthful of blood in his throat: ...

Hey!

Can he kill the bastard?

Ruan Mengmeng, on the other hand, saw that Song Xingji couldn't hold back, so she kindly persuaded her: "Mr. Song, Yu'er and Fu Hanyu are boyfriend and girlfriend, please take it easy!"

Now they are just boyfriend and girlfriend, and he will get angry like this after making out.

When they got married and slept together every day, he couldn't help being pissed off when he saw it.

this evening.

Fu Hanyu followed Song Yu back to the Song family, of course to the old house where she lived.

The two brothers of the Song family also followed her back very consciously, without even going to the main house to take a look.

Over there, Lin Shuangluo went to a spa with Song Xingyue in the afternoon.

As soon as she came back, she saw Song Yu and the others also came back, and hurried to order the kitchen to make some meals that Song Yu and Fu Hanyu liked to eat.

Song Xingyue hugged her arm coquettishly, and smiled softly: "Mom, I'll go over there and call my sister and the others to come over for dinner."

Lin Shuangluo's expression froze for a moment, and she looked at her apologetically: "Yueyue, no need, let the people in the kitchen deliver it later, Mom will go over there to see them, and come back later to have dinner with you. "

Yu'er is her biological daughter, and Yueyue is the daughter she has raised for 20 years.

Song Xingyue shook her head very sensiblely, and persuaded: "Mom, then you go to eat with Yu'er, it doesn't matter if I am alone, you used to eat with me every day, now you should make up for my sister."

damn it.

They all deserve to be damned.

Lin Shuangluo felt a little uncomfortable, and patted her hand: "My family, Yueyue, is the most sensible. I'll have a good talk with Yu'er in a few days to see if she can come back to live. You haven't gotten along before, Yu'er." She doesn't understand you now, but when she understands you, she won't misunderstand you."

It doesn't seem like the same thing for a family living in two separate houses.

The past was the past, the present is the present, Yu'er and Zebao should go back to live in the main house here.

"Mom, I'm really fine, so you can rest assured, I'll ask the kitchen to cook for me what I like." Song Xingyue smiled softly, but her eyes still deliberately flashed the obvious loneliness that she could see.

it's OK.

When I went to the spa today, the man said that he had already hypnotized his mother and given psychological hints.

The man said that if there were no accidents, my mother would go to Song Yu's old house tonight, and the plan could officially start.

Song Yu, that bitch, can't live for a few days, so let her enjoy the family happiness for a while, after all, there will be no chance in the future.

"Yueyue, you are really a good child of mother." Lin Shuangluo hugged her distressedly, ordered the kitchen to cook some of her favorite dishes, and then went to the old house.

When she arrived at the old house.

No one was in the living room.

When I walked in, I saw that four people were busy in the kitchen!

Song Xingqing is the master chef in charge of the spoon.

Fu Hanyu is the assistant cook who cuts vegetables.

Song Yu and Song Xingji are small laborers who wash and pick vegetables and peel them.

Lin Shuangluo looked at the busy children and smiled gratifiedly: "This kitchen is a bit small. If you want to cook another day, you can go to the big kitchen over there in the old house."

This house is an old house. It has been around for decades. In the past, I didn't think that when there were more people, the kitchen became smaller. It was crowded, but it looked very lively and warm.

"It's pretty good here." Song Xingji was peeling potatoes, and said to Song Yu: "My sleeves fell off again, quickly roll them up for me, it's going to get dirty."

Song Yu was chopping onions, choked to tears, and raised his hand: "I'm dirty too, it's full of onion juice, look, it's sticky, Mom, please help him."

Lin Shuangluo walked over, squatted down, and rolled up his sleeves for him.

Song Xingji wanted to find his younger sister, but in the end he found his mother. He was still a little bit unhappy in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it, for fear of being cut by his mother.

Although Lin Shuangluo doesn't know how to cook, she has seen a lot and knows a lot, so she said to Song Yu: "Get a basin of water and put it in the water to peel it, it will be better."

talking.

She turned around to pick up a basin of water and gave it to Song Yu.

When Song Yu put the onion in, the cell phone rang, and it was from Liu Zi.

She put the onion into the basin and said, "Mom, please fix it, I'll answer the phone."

Done.

He ran out in a hurry, entered the bathroom next to him, and closed the door behind him.

After Lin Shuangluo washed the onions, he took another cutting board next to it, took a knife, and asked the kitchen assistant, "Xiao Fu, what do you want to cut the onions into?"

Fu Hanyu was cutting potato shreds: "Auntie, put it there first, I'll come later."

Lin Shuangluo watched them busy, her hands were itchy, and she said with a smile, "No, don't think I don't know how to cook, I can still chop vegetables."

Song Xingji can testify: "My mother is very good at knives."

Lin Shuangluo smiled even more happily after being praised by her son.

Song Xingqing glanced at her and said, "Mom, use half of the onion, cut it into small pieces, and make cumin mutton."

Can be used to relieve greasiness.

"Okay." Lin Shuangluo smiled softly, and began to cut onions seriously. While cutting, her eyes suddenly froze for a moment, and the blade of the knife flashed coldly, and it directly passed by her tiger's mouth.

The kitchen knife was very sharp, just scratched it, and the skin was cut, and blood gushed out instantly.

Lin Shuangluo gasped when she saw the blood, and couldn't hold back the pain.

Song Xingji was the first to stand up and looked at her worriedly: "Mom, you are bleeding, hurry up and apply medicine with me."

With that said, he pulled her and walked out.

Lin Shuangluo said: "It's okay, just scratched a little skin."

Song Xingji didn't care, he had already yelled: "Little sister, where did you get your wound medicine, Mom was cut by a kitchen knife."

Lin Shuangluo pulled him, glared at him, and quickly explained: "Yu'er, I'm fine, I just scratched a little skin, it's okay, just wash it with cold water and it'll be fine."

Song Yu heard what they said in the bathroom, and said loudly: "Go to my pharmacy, on the medicine shelf, all the medicines with different effects are written, the first row is wound medicine, take the little green bottle on the far left, the best effect .”

"Got it." Song Xingji took Lin Shuangluo and trotted to find the medicine.

Lin Shuangluo muttered, saying that she was fine.

In the pharmacy, there are finished medicines, semi-finished medicine powders, and a lot of Chinese herbal medicines, all kinds, sorted and neatly arranged.

This was Lin Shuangluo's first time entering here. When he stepped in, his eyes were fixed again, and he didn't follow Song Xingji, and went straight to the table in front of him.