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Butler Zhang took out four packages of New Year's goods from the trunk of the car.

When you see one of the hardcover Barbie gift boxes.

Deeply in doubt.

Just when I was about to ask my wife whether to pack the gift box in the master bedroom or the young master's room, I saw that my wife had already pulled out a few bags of things with lightning speed and walked towards the gate of the villa.

Throw down a sentence:

"I'll go over there and be back later."

The "over there" in Sheng Mumu's mouth refers to her mother-in-law Feng Yaoqin's house.

Every time I accompany Feng Yaoqin to dance in the garden square, I will say "go over there".

"Hey, wait, ma'am—" Butler Zhang didn't ask the question, and Sheng Mumu had long since disappeared.

Qi Mo just got out of the driver's seat, holding the car key in his hand, closed the door, and stared at Butler Zhang silently.

Butler Zhang picked up the Barbie gift box, "Sir, is this in...?"

"Just give it to me." Qi Mo reached out to take the gift box, walked towards the villa with his long legs.

Steward Zhang stared wide-eyed, speechless and shocked: "!"

Ah this...

It turned out that I guessed wrong.

Neither the wife's nor the master's.

It belongs to Mr. ? ?

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It's another day to unlock a new hobby of the host.

……

Another villa, the kitchen.

Sheng Mumu and Feng Yaoqin stood side by side in front of the cooking counter.

In front of you are all the ingredients you need to make dry stir-fried beef shreds.

Before Sheng Mumu set off to the supermarket, he deliberately pulled Feng Yaoqin and whispered for a long time.

To accomplish what was not done before.

The night Feng Yaoqin came to Beijing, he wanted to teach her how to cook Qi Mo's favorite dishes.

At that time, 1 of her didn't want to learn.

Fake couples, just pretend to be.

Really learn to cook for a man?

Cut, she doesn't want to.

But I don't know what's going on.

Just now when everyone mentioned that they will do New Year's goods.

The idea of ​​learning to cook suddenly popped up.

She herself was taken aback.

……

The two fastened their aprons and washed their hands.

Feng Yaoqin skillfully picked up the kitchen knife, put his left hand on the whole piece of fresh beef, held the knife down with his right hand, and turned his head to guide:

"Mumu, look clearly—"

"Beef should be cut like this...against the grain."

"And the chili, with the tip off—"

"Cut parsley and scallions into about three centimeters in size, only a little is needed, and the color scheme looks good——"

"..."

Sheng Mumu was standing on Feng Yaoqin's right, holding a smaller piece of fresh beef in his hand.

While learning, imitate the posture of the mother-in-law to cut the knife.

At the beginning, I could barely keep up. Although the amount of seasoning in the corned beef was not accurate, it still looked good.

But when it came to the step of "stir-frying", it was obviously in a hurry.

Hold the lid of the pot as a shield to resist the oil stars that may splash out at any time.

Seeing this, Feng Yaoqin sighed helplessly and amusedly, and pulled her back.

He said earnestly and earnestly:

"Or, let's stop learning, Mumu."

"It's not difficult to cook, but it takes some talent."

"With your talent, it is already a miracle that you can learn how to fry meatballs."

Sheng Mumu twitched the corners of her mouth and smiled awkwardly: "..."

Feng Yaoqin comforted: "Anyway, there is a chef at home, so it doesn't matter if you don't know how to cook."

Sheng Mumu recalled what her mother-in-law said before, and asked with a smile:

"Mom, you didn't say that before."

At the beginning, the mother-in-law said that a daughter-in-law must know how to manage the house and take care of her husband and children three meals a day.

Now, there is no requirement for her at all, and the topic of giving birth has not even been brought up.

"Damn, I used to scare you on purpose." Feng Yaoqin laughed, and took the lid of the pot from Sheng Mumu's hand.

Picking up the spatula and stir frying a few times, he easily calmed down the pot that caused Sheng Mumu's headache.

"All right, all right, stop messing around in the kitchen."

Feng Yaoqin turned off the pot and pulled Sheng Mumu out of the kitchen.

"If you have nothing to do, accompany me to the square at night. Lao Ye, Aunt Xu, and Sister Yanzi all said that they haven't seen you for a long time, and they miss you."

Sheng Mumu's heart was warm, and he was speechless for a while, not knowing what to say.

Her greatest strength is her persuasion.

Think for a while.

Decided to listen to Feng Yaoqin's words.

Give up learning to cook shredded beef.

If you give up, you give up, half of the dishes are done, and the mind cannot be wasted.

The parties must know.

She took out her phone, took a photo of the half-done fried shredded beef, and sent it to Qi Mo.

message sent.

The words "the other party is typing" on the top of the dialog box stayed for a long time.

After a while, a new message popped up.

Qi Mo: "I'm blind, what is this?"

Sheng Mumu's smile froze: ...

I glanced at the dark pot, and then at the photo.

He frowned suspiciously.

Although it's not finished, it's not that you can't even recognize it, right?

Sheng Mumu held his breath and typed.

Sent four in one go.

"It's the dry-stir-fried shredded beef that I've learned halfway through!!!!"

"Your favorite dish!!! Is it so bad that you can't tell?"

"I'm going to make trouble.jpg"

"Akimbo scolding.jpg"

Qi Mo looked at the words she sent on the phone screen, and the fragments were put together in an instant.

Thinking of how she got into Feng Yaoqin's car mysteriously before leaving for the supermarket.

She also thought of how she walked through the fresh food area seemingly randomly several times when she was in the supermarket, and divided the ingredients of a dish into three times to prepare them.

original……

She has all kinds of abnormalities, just to learn how to cook the dishes he likes to eat.

The man's heart softened suddenly, and he leaned back in the chair.

The eyes are clear and moist, and the tails of the eyes are raised.

Typing: "Not bad, if you look closely, you can see...

Before he finished typing, he stopped suddenly, and his fingers hovered over the screen.

Thinking of something, the center of her eyebrows moved slightly, and a cunning flashed in her eyes.

He deleted the edited replies one by one.

Re-edited, knowingly asked: "Didn't you say you didn't want to learn?"

The subtext is, why learn it now.

The information is sent out.

The man stared at the screen for a moment.

Wanted to see her tell him why.

Greedy wants to see more moments when she might express her liking.

"The other party is typing..." appears on the dialog box

The man didn't even blink his eyelids, and the anticipation in his pupils grew stronger and stronger.

Soon, the input state disappears.

A new message pops up in the dialog box.

Sheng Mumu: "Yeah, so I gave up. [Simple and honest scratches his head]"

Sheng Mumu didn't understand the vague meaning of his words.

Responded to the man's question with hints in the thickest way.

Qi silently stared at the phone.

He bowed his head and sighed lightly.

A cavity of anticipation flew into the air.

Hey.

The setting sun outside the window reflected the man's three-dimensional face, covering it with a thin layer of warm light.

The frustration only stayed for a moment.

The warm light bends out a soft arc.

He swiped the screen lightly with his fingers and flipped through the internet.

His eyes fell on the "Zhongdao Bengshen Shredded Beef", with a smile on his lips.

"What she did" is more important than "what she answered".

The slender knuckles pressed on the screen.

Click, and click.

save Picture.

She regarded her desire to learn how to cook for him for the first time as a treasure, and kept it in her collection.