Mr. Wood is in the North Pole, I am in the South

Silence spread in the ward after the doctor left.

Zheng Huiyu covered her mouth and shed tears, Zheng Cailing comforted her in a low voice, Mu Nancheng sat on the edge of the bed, crossed his hands in thought, Xiao Ran was at a loss as he held the apple he had eaten a few bites, Mu Nancheng looked up at him, and held the apple in his hand. Apple took it and threw it into the trash can, then took a wet tissue to wipe his fingers.

Looking at Mu Nancheng's expressionless face, Xiao Ran couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Although Mu Nancheng didn't say anything, and he was always calm on the surface, in fact, Xiao Ran knew that Mu Nancheng had been worried since he learned that Shen Fengyi had fainted.

Their mother and son are not very close on the surface, but they are each other's only relatives. This kind of blood relationship cannot be erased and replaced.

Xiao Ran gently scratched Mu Nancheng's palm with his fingers, comforting silently, the man raised his eyes to look at him, pinched the back of his neck with his gentle palm, and smiled lightly.

……

"I have lived to this age, and I have enjoyed all the blessings I should have enjoyed. Now that you are so promising, I have nothing to worry about. The only regret is..."

"mom!"

Shen Fengyi didn't stay in the hospital at night, and the group went back to Lihu Manor for dinner. As soon as Shen Fengyi said something, Mu Nancheng stopped him with a frown.

"The final examination results haven't come out yet, and the MRI film is out. What's more, even if it is a tumor, it can be divided into benign and malignant. Even if it is a malignant tumor in the worst case, it is not impossible to treat it. Don't talk about it now. "

Xiao Ran kept his head buried in his meal. He could feel the low pressure lingering on Mu Nancheng's body, and he could also feel the anxiety and fear in Shen Fengyi's face, but he was not good at comforting others, so he could only Try to reduce your sense of existence.

Shen Fengyi's eyes were slightly red. Of course she knew that her son cared about her, but Mu Nancheng's tone was too cold after all. For many years, they never knew how to get along with each other correctly.

When Mu Nancheng was young, Shen Fengyi just kept whipping his son behind him with a whip, and developed his indifferent and sharp character. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't be tender...

No, Shen Fengyi raised her eyes and saw that Mu Nancheng was filling a bowl of soup and putting it in front of Xiao Ran. She felt a little sour in her heart. The son has warmth, but all his warmth was given to his little husband.

"Aunt Hui," Mu Nancheng wiped his fingers with a napkin, and said unhurriedly to Zheng Huiyu who was standing behind Shen Fengyi, "Please tell the kitchen to make a bowl of sweet soup. Mom's current body is not suitable for seafood soup .”

Zheng Huiyu hurriedly responded and went to the kitchen. Shen Fengyi was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, a pair of chopsticks passed her eyes. Xiao Ran held a piece of ribs and turned to look at Mu Nancheng. Put the ribs on the plate in front of Shen Fengyi, and said softly:

"Mom, this is delicious, try it!"

Mu Nancheng was startled suddenly.

Shen Fengyi was also taken aback for a moment, and then laughed heartily. She said "Hey" several times, saying that you, the child, can eat by himself, and mom will pick up whatever he eats. Then she picked up several dishes for Xiao Ran, and she hurriedly He lowered his head and brushed his hair, inadvertently covering up a little moisture from the corners of his eyes.

Xiao Ran pursed his lips, his eyes slightly bent, his knees suddenly felt hot, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw Mu Nancheng staring at him intently, his well-shaped eyes flickering, as if there were thousands of words.

Mu Nancheng's palm was placed on Xiao Ran's knee, carrying a scalding temperature, and Xiao Ran felt that the heat climbed along his nerves to the base of his ears.

Xiao Ran pinched his earlobe, his cheeks were blushing a little like peach blossoms, Mu Nancheng pinched his face, and reminded him softly:

"Eat it, Mom made it for you."

The word "Mom" was bitten hard by him on purpose. No one knows what kind of turmoil is going on in Mu Nancheng's heart at this moment. Whether Xiao Ran really admits him, or whether it is because of his kind nature to comfort their mother and child, Mu Nancheng They were all deeply moved and sincerely grateful.

Xiao Ran said silently, just lowered his head to eat, and suddenly raised his head again, he sniffed, and smelled a very aggressive sweet fragrance, the attributes of a senior foodie allowed him to quickly judge the upcoming food It must be so delicious, he looked towards the source of the aroma, his mouth moved, and he swallowed with a "gudong".

Zheng Cailing came over with a smile on her hands, Shen Fengyi saw her and said angrily:

"If you don't come to eat with me, when did you go to the kitchen?"

Zheng Cailing is a guest, so it is reasonable to be invited to the table, but Zheng Huiyu is very polite, and she is determined not to sit at the same table with the host, her aunt waits behind, and of course her niece does not dare to sit at the table, so originally Zheng Cailing was in the guest room She ate by herself, and she didn't know when she came down to the kitchen. The things on the tray were steaming and fragrant, making Xiao Ran's eyes shine.

"What kind of snack is this? It smells really good." Shen Fengyi asked with a smile.

"Walnut cake," Zheng Cailing replied with a smile, "This is a famous dessert in our hometown, Madam, please try it."

"Walnut cake," Zheng Huiyu said with a look of nostalgia, "I haven't eaten such an authentic walnut cake for many years. The ones sold outside can't compare with our hometown!"

Zheng Cailing lifted the cover, and fluffy walnut cakes appeared in front of everyone like cotton candy, which made people's index fingers move.

Shen Fengyi took a piece for Xiao Ran first, Xiao Ran caught it with his hand and opened his mouth impatiently to bite, but Mu Nancheng grabbed his wrist:

"You can't eat it."

"Why?" The child's eyes widened.

"It has such a strong milky smell, is there milk in it?"

Mu Nancheng's expression was not serious, but his flat tone still froze the smile on Zheng Cailing's face: "Yes... it's milk."

"The ratio is not low?"

"……Yes."

Xiao Ran pouted all of a sudden, and put the walnut cake into Mu Nancheng's bowl in disappointment.

An unconcealable contempt flashed in Zheng Cailing's eyes. The dignified Mrs. Mu's young lady was startled by stuttering, she looked like a child. How could such a person be worthy of being the mistress of the Mu family?

But she said:

"Can't Master Xiao Ran eat milk? That's such a pity. Next time I will make some cakes that don't use milk. Have you ever eaten five-color flower cakes? I can make salty ones for you."

Xiao Ran said seriously:

"I like to eat sweet, is there any dessert that doesn't need a lot of milk?"

"Yes, there are, but if there is no milk in the dessert, it may not be so delicious!"

"Oh!" Xiao Ran puffed his face, and flicked the vegetables in his bowl unhappily.

The old lady took a sip, and felt a little embarrassed. The dim sum made by the guest herself is hard to justify without boasting, but it is very delicious. She couldn't eat it, so she had to smile conservatively:

"It tastes good. If you have a heart, walnuts are really good to eat."

Zheng Cailing really has a heart, walnuts are the most suitable for old ladies to eat.

Mu Nancheng slowly picked up the piece of walnut cake and tasted it.

Zheng Cailing looked at him expectantly, she was very confident in her craft:

"Master, what do you think?"

Mu Nancheng showed no expression. He put down his chopsticks and pulled Xiao Ran up from his seat:

"Xiao Bao, come with me."

"what?"

"I'll do it for you."

"Eh?" Xiao Ran was pleasantly surprised at first, and then asked, "But I can't eat milk."

"We don't put milk in."

Xiao Ran cheered, and almost ran after Mu Nancheng into the kitchen.

Shen Fengyi shook her head amusedly: "These two children are really..."

Zheng Huiyu said with a dry smile: "The young master really treats the young lady like a child..."

"Hush," Shen Fengyi raised a finger, and pointed to the kitchen carefully. Although it was to silence people, the old lady herself smiled happily, "You can't mention Young Madam, or you will poke a hornet's nest again!"

"Yes Yes."

Zheng Huiyu couldn't laugh anymore, she looked at her niece, the blood on Zheng Cailing's face had almost faded, and she was pale.

The ingredients in the kitchen are all ready-made, Xiao Ran followed Mu Nancheng around like a little tail:

"Can you really make it? Can you make it after one bite? Can it be delicious without milk? Her milky fragrance is so strong!"

Mu Nancheng smiled and rubbed his head: "You crack the walnuts, and I will do it."

"How do you crack walnuts?"

Mu Nancheng ordered the chef standing aside: "Teach him how to crack walnuts."

The chef understood immediately. He took a small hammer and taught Xiao Ran to break open the walnuts, and then peeled the walnut meat out of the broken shells himself, so that Master Xiao Ran could participate without hurting his hands.

Xiao Ran knocked on the walnuts with great interest, his eyes still followed Mu Nancheng.

Mu Nancheng didn't use Zheng Cailing's remaining ingredients. He re-fried the chestnuts, ground them into powder, added sesame seeds, bean paste and raisins, and put them aside when ready.

Then Mu Nancheng took a stainless steel bowl, beat in a few eggs, separated the egg whites from the yolks, poured in sugar, salt and a drop of vinegar, and then stirred quickly with an egg beater.

Mu Nancheng's hand speed was very fast, the eggbeater almost made a ghost image, Xiao Ran asked him curiously while knocking walnuts:

"What is this for?"

"you guess?"

Of course Xiao Ran couldn't guess, the chef immediately understood and said with a smile:

"The young master wants to make butter himself."

Mu Nancheng beat it for about ten minutes, and finally whipped a little whipped cream with the simplest eggs and seasonings. The walnuts were peeled enough, and all the ingredients were ready. The chef rolled up his sleeves and started kneading the cake. Mu Nancheng ordered the chef to Knead the cake into the shape of a small animal, and specify how many little white rabbits are needed.

Xiao Ran was very happy, and went around the chef again:

"I want two little pandas, can you pinch Pai Daxing... No, then pinch a Mickey Mouse..."

During this time, Mu Nancheng was not idle either. He boiled the water neatly and brewed a pot of Tongqing Pu-erh tea. The strong and mellow tea fragrance immediately attracted Xiao Ran's attention. With the movement of Nancheng's flowing clouds and flowing water, the orange tea liquid was pulled out in a long and thin line under the light, and the man's focused eyebrows and eyes were unusually handsome in the hot air, and his whole body seemed to be glowing.

Xiao Ran was still playing with the small hammer for knocking walnuts in his hand, he felt that the small hammer was hitting his heart one by one at this moment.

Xiao Ran has never realized so clearly for a moment that no matter what he wants, Mu Nancheng seems to be able to do it for him, and Mu Nancheng will definitely do it for him.

When Mu Nancheng opened the steamer, Xiao Ran couldn't wait to reach in with his chopsticks and snatch a piece of the red panda out. He blew twice, "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

His big eyes narrowed instantly.

"Is it delicious?" Mu Nancheng asked him with a smile, the pampering in his eyes was stronger than the sweetness of walnut cake.

Xiao Ran gave Mr. Mu two thumbs up.

The naive little animals were sitting in cages and served on the table. Shen Fengyi, Zheng Huiyu and others exclaimed, "How can this be eaten?" When they tasted it, they were full of praise. The pure hand-made whipped cream is sweet But not greasy, the raisins are sweet and sour, the aroma of bean paste, sesame and dried fruit are all neutralized together, full of fragrance.

After eating, wash your tongue with slightly bitter Pu'er, leaving only the fragrance of tea in your mouth, which makes you feel refreshed.

"I didn't expect the young master's craftsmanship to be so good." Zheng Cailing naturally tasted it. On the one hand, she was even more heartbroken by Mu Nancheng, and on the other hand, she was inevitably a little lonely. She laughed at herself and said, "I was really out of line before."

Shen Fengyi was just about to say that you have done a good job, and you each have their own characteristics, but Mu Nancheng raised his eyelids and blew over coolly: "It's good that you know."

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In the guest room, Zheng Cailing buried herself in the quilt, holding the quilt with both hands and exposing her. She used too much force, her nails changed color, and the veins on the back of her hands were raised, which was very bright.

"Knock, knock—" Someone knocked on the door.

"Who?" Zheng Cailing poked her head out of the quilt.

"Me." It was Zheng Huiyu's voice.

"Come in, the door is open."

Zheng Huiyu unscrewed the door and walked in.

"Auntie!" Zheng Cailing was lifted up, her eyes turned red, she called, "How could he treat me like that? What did I do wrong?"

"I also want to ask you what are you doing?" Zheng Huiyu looked at Zheng Cailing displeasedly, and her tone was not good, "Although the young master has a bad temper, he won't give anyone a bad look for no reason. Targeting you, did you do something in front of the young master behind my back?"

"What can I do!" Zheng Cailing's voice was raised, and she yelled aggrievedly, "The last time I saw him was the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, and you asked me to bring him a pot of tea. When we came out, we didn't say anything!"

"You also know that the last time you saw him was the Mid-Autumn Festival last year!"

Zheng Huiyu waved his hands wearily, and persuaded, "Cai Ling, you should rest your mind, the young master is now interested in Song Xiaoran, and you have also seen how he treats Song Xiaoran, in a short time he does not like him other's……"

Zheng Cailing's eyes dimmed, but she laughed:

"Auntie, I don't want the young master to love me, no matter how much he likes Song Xiaoran, Song Xiaoran can't bear him a child!"

Zheng Huiyu's thoughts moved. Although Shen Fengyi's words at dinner were intercepted by Mu Nancheng, she knew that the "regret" the old lady was going to say was Mu Nancheng's child. She sat on the edge of Zheng Cailing's bed and reminded her seriously:

"Then at least you can't let him hate you, young master, whoever he likes can be praised to the sky, and whoever he dislikes will be trampled to the ground! Since he likes Song Xiaoran, you have to start with Song Xiaoran, That young master is really like a child, he is happy if he stutters, you can make a good relationship with him, and having a word from him is better than anything else!"

Zheng Cailing gritted her teeth, her beautiful but ferocious face was full of unwillingness:

"I really don't understand, what else is good about Song Xiaoran other than his face, could it be that he has lowered his head for the young master!"

Zheng Huiyu sighed:

"Who knows, the matter of fate is like this, whoever is called Song Xiaoran is the one who fits the young master's eyes..."

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感谢在2020-07-0502:16:10~2020-07-0604:58:31期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 tree on earth;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!