Fast forward to two and a half years old: The villain boss is obsessed with raising cubs

Miaomiao didn't know how sad the student was, but she was extremely happy anyway, holding the bowl and eating happily.

With Mu Tingyu's craftsmanship as a comparison, if the food in the cafeteria was originally only three points, it has now jumped to nine points in Miaomiao's place.

It’s delicious, I love it, my kids can’t stop eating it.

The little cub has bulging cheeks and moves like a squirrel hiding pine nuts.

Mu Tingyu was slightly embarrassed.

Afraid that his sister would choke, he reached out and stroked the little guy's back, and warned in a gentle voice: "Eat slowly, be careful not to choke."

"Yeah, Miaomiao knows."

After swallowing the food in her mouth, Miaomiao took the time to reply to Mu Tingyu, and then continued to eat with her chubby face completely covering her rice bowl.

The aunt who was cooking looked at the little guy who was eating deliciously with a smile.

"Look, the little guy has such a good appetite. He's white and fat, like a little piglet."

In Auntie's simple mind, a good appetite means good health.

Students waiting for food: Hum(ノ=Д=)ノ

If you don’t bring food to others, they will be angry~

After being frustrated in the kitchen, Mu Tingyu did not give up. Instead, he became more courageous and spent all his time in the kitchen except studying books.

But when it comes to cooking, Mu Tingyu only opened six apertures - still nothing.

Whenever a meal is prepared, no matter how beautiful it looks on the outside or how tempting the aroma is, the final taste can distort Miao Miao's unpalatable face.

At first, the little kid was stupid, but as soon as Mu Tingyu shouted, he walked over and acted as a poison tester.

But as time went by, Miaomiao, no matter how stupid she was, understood that what her brother was cooking was not good. Although she would still taste a little tentatively, she would not stuff a fatal amount in one bite like before.

At noon, it was time for school to end. After studying all morning, the students were already hungry and hurried to the cafeteria together.

In the kitchen of Songzhuyuan, Mu Tingyu poured the fried vegetables into the dish, wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and shouted into the room:

"Miaomiao, it's time to eat."

It won't be too bad this time.

Mu Tingyu held his chin, frowning with a thoughtful look on his face.

As for trying it yourself?

Forget it then.

As an older brother, how could he eat before his younger sister?

Love and protect his sister, this is what he should do as a brother.

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The little guy in the room who was seriously practicing the tricks Coltrane taught him heard his brother's voice calling for dinner and subconsciously trembled twice.

This is the body's conditioned reflex trained over the past few days.

"What should I do? Uncle." Miaomiao made a sad face and held the handkerchief in her little hands, not wanting to go out.

888 looked at Miaomiao sympathetically.

"Good boy, accept your fate."

If she hadn't been thinking about doing the task and seeing that Mu Tingyu and Ke Chuanbai didn't have any conflicts, Miaomiao would have wanted to run home with the money her mother gave her.

Why is Miaomiao's life so miserable?

With a drooped face, the little boy walked out of the house with heavy steps.

As soon as he walked out, he caught his brother's gaze.

If you ignore the dark dishes that are about to come, just seeing the handsome young man wearing an apron, gentle and tall as a pine tree, is actually very eye-catching.

But the key is that there is no way to ignore it.

"Miaomiao, come and have a taste." Mu Tingyu took two steps forward and held Miaomiao's little hand, with a smile on Mu Tingyu's fair and jade-like face.

Miaomiao: The child is afraid...

Mu Tingyu picked up a chopstick and brought it to Miaomiao's mouth.

It’s still the same formula. Judging from the appearance and fragrance, Mu Tingyu’s recipe is impeccable.

If Miaomiao hadn't known about her brother's level, she would have been deceived.

Of course, Mu Tingyu was still loved by his siblings, so he only served a little bit of food.

With nowhere to escape, Miaomiao could only hold her nose and bite the food on her chopsticks.

"How is it?" Mu Tingyu's eyes were full of expectation.

Miaomiao: "..."

Isn't it not bad?

Mu Tingyu was a little surprised to see that Miaomiao did not vomit out, which was rare.

Sure enough, these days' efforts are paying off.

I haven't been happy for two seconds yet.

"yue——"

The little kid's little face wrinkled up, and he let out a sigh, and then made two squeaking sounds like a routine, and took a big sip from the water cup he had prepared.

Mu Tingyu:?

"Isn't it delicious?"

Mu Tingyu seemed to be shocked and a little disappointed.

No matter how mature Mu Tingyu is, he is still an eleven-year-old child, and he has never been frustrated. Now that he has suddenly suffered such a big fall in his cooking skills, it is impossible not to feel sad.

Miaomiao originally wanted to nod honestly, but seeing her brother so disappointed, she immediately swallowed the words she was about to blurt out.

"No." The cub's little voice sounded.

Mu Tingyu's eyes brightened slightly.

Miaomiao covered her chest and hesitated again and again, but still couldn't go against her conscience. In the end, she could only say: "It's just not obvious how delicious it is."

Well, this should be fine.

That's tactful enough.

Regarding her sister's evaluation, Mu Tingyu was not sad, but her eyes were bright.

At least it's not the "vicious" or "disgusting" smell from the previous times.

"Gulu——"

Miaomiao's stomach rumbled.

Mu Tingyu lowered his gaze, and the little guy immediately hugged his belly nervously.

Mu Tingyu said gently: "If you like it, eat more."

Still want to eat? Want more? !

"No, no, no, don't want it spicy." The little girl's voice was high, and the little boy shook his head like a rattle.

"Huh?" Mu Tingyu was stunned.

The little guy ran out with his short legs.

"Why did you run away?" As soon as he stretched out his hand, Mu Tingyu, who was full of doubts, saw Miaomiao who had run out of the kitchen, stopped, then turned around and ran back again.

Thinking that her sister had changed her mind, Mu Tingyu was about to smile when she saw the chubby little boy standing on tiptoes to pick up the exclusive small rice bowl on the table, and then ran away.

He is here to get the bowl.

The young boy closed his mouth, his eyebrows looking a little depressed.

"Brother, I'm going to the cafeteria~"

A loud little voice came from far away.

Being tortured by Mu Tingyu's craftsmanship these days, in order not to go hungry, Miaomiao has established a relationship with the aunt who cooks food in the cafeteria.

After a pause, Mu Tingyu immediately reacted and shook his head helplessly.

It seems that my craftsmanship is still not very good and I failed to capture Miao Miao's heart.

Looking at the neat stove, Mu Tingyu was puzzled.

I clearly did what Aunt Li said, so why is the finished product completely different from Aunt Li's?

With no clue, Mu Tingyu simply put it behind him and went after Miaomiao.

Miaomiao didn't bring any money. If she didn't pay the bill herself, how could the little one get food?

My sister usually hides money in the pockets of her pink coat and skirt. Today, the little guy is wearing a yellow coat and skirt, so he probably doesn't have any money.

Thinking this, Mu Tingyu subconsciously speeded up his pace.

However, when Mu Tingyu arrived at the cafeteria, the result was completely different from what he expected.