My ex-husband thought I was obsessed with him [Rebirth]

Aunt Yang poured tea for everyone, Moise looked at the steaming food on the table, and looked at An Nuo with a smile.

"Sorry, I didn't pick a good time."

Hearing this, Aunt Yang couldn't help raising her eyebrows.

It's true that I didn't pick the time, you always come here to smell the fragrance, right?

"It's okay." An Nuo smiled brightly at the doctor, "Secretary Li told us in advance that you are coming, and made a special portion for you."

An Nuo stepped forward and pulled out the chair diligently, allowing Moise to sit down.

"I'm sorry." Moyes pointed at Bai Xiao, "This is my student, and I also came to take notes."

As soon as Moyes finished speaking, Bai Xiao unbuttoned his suit jacket with a serious expression, and took out the metal backing clip with a pen on it.

OK, OK.

Aunt Yang came over to help Bai Xiao open the chair, and nodded with a smile, "Please sit down."

"Thank you." Bai Xiao raised his eyes to take a quick look at An Nuo, and sat up a little tense.

These two are here to handle business, so what about the other one?

All eyes fell on Mo Chenghuan.

"I'm here to visit my second uncle." Mo Chenghuan's voice was indifferent, and he said it as it should be.

"Grandpa is very worried about the situation of the second uncle. I will help grandpa come over to have a look."

No one pulled a chair for him, and this man had a thick skin, so he found a seat by himself and sat down safely.

An Nuo stared at Mo Chenghuan, frowned slightly, unable to figure out why this man came.

Could it be that he came here with Bai Xiao?

When the time reached the hour, Mo Shenghuan went downstairs on time. After seeing so many people in the restaurant, he paused in front of the dining table.

"Mr. Mo." An Nuo got up and introduced to Mo Shenghuan gently, "This is Dr. Moise and his students."

Mo Shenghuan looked at Moise, under An Nuo's gaze, Mo Shenghuan looked sideways indifferently, slightly nodded at Moise, and sat in the main seat.

Uncle is wearing a black shirt today, his complexion is paler and more transparent, his eyebrows are picturesque, and his movements are smooth and elegant. Just looking at it makes him feel pleasing to the eye, and the coolness of late autumn is a little clearer.

Seeing Mo Shenghuan gesturing to him, Moise nodded in surprise.

"I showed my Mr. Mo several times your photo." An Nuo couldn't help laughing, "He should remember you."

"So that's how it is." Moyes understood and smiled, "So it's your credit. It's a great honor for Mr. Mo to say hello to me for your sake."

An Nuo smiled, "I'm in a hurry to prepare dinner today, so don't hold it against me."

"It's very rich." Moise picked up the chopsticks and looked at An Nuo, "Thank you for your hard work."

Watching the oldest person on the table move their chopsticks, the others picked up their chopsticks one after another.

A lot of guests came today, Aunt Yang took care of them, Mo Shenghuan sat in the main seat, An Nuo sat on the left side of Mo Shenghuan, opposite was Bai Xiao, the doctor of Moise.

Sitting next to An Nuo, Mo Chenghuan looked at the ugly-looking piggy pumpkin custard buns in front of him, and glanced at the ones in front of the others. It seemed that they were not in the same style.

"Mr. Mo, this fragrant flower meat slice soup is good for the spleen and stomach." An Nuo ate a piece of meat and demonstrated, "The meat is super tender and has the taste of fragrant cauliflower, which is very unique."

Mo Shenghuan looked at the young man, his dark eyes were slightly pressed, and his eyes showed a little sparkle.

An Nuo quickly picked up two pieces of meat for his uncle, Mo Shenghuan bowed his head, and tasted it seriously.

"You two have such a good relationship." Moise smiled kindly, and also picked up a slice of meat, and couldn't help opening his eyes wide at the moment of entrance.

"OMG, what is this, how can it have such an amazing taste!"

An Nuo replied with a smile, "There is fragrant cauliflower in it, which looks very similar to mint, but it is not. It has a milder taste than mint, and it is also a kind of medicinal material."

Bai Xiao also picked up a piece and tasted it carefully, "This meat has a strange taste."

"This is plum blossom meat, cut into slices, coated with starch, and then hammered." An Nuo restrained his smile and replied politely.

"What you cook is more delicious than those in the restaurant." Bai Xiao praised clumsily.

"Thank you." An Nuo smiled slightly.

While the few people were talking, Mo Shenghuan quickly picked up a few slices of meat for An Nuo, piled them in the bowl, and made a sharp point.

An Nuo lowered his head after answering the question, and saw that the meat was in his own bowl. His uncle looked over and raised his eyes slightly, as if he was afraid that there would be too many guests and the boy would not be able to eat well.

An Nuo raised a smile, winked at Mo Shenghuan, and ate the meat in the bowl happily.

Mo Chenghuan also picked up a piece of meat, and after eating it, it seemed that his stomach was soothed in an instant.

What I eat these days, whether it is takeaway or delicacies from mountains and seas, seems to be inferior to the taste I am most familiar with.

Cheng Sheng was right.

My appetite has indeed been cultivated.

Because the food tasted really good, everyone fell into a hard fight, lowered their heads to eat, and seldom even said a word.

An Nuo felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart, because in his own world, food was extremely scarce, so after arriving in this world, An Nuo indulged in various methods of discovering food for a period of time, and never tired of it.

It seems that his own cooking skills were improved at that time.

Uncle brought another piece of shiitake mushroom, An Nuo looked up from the bowl and smiled happily at Mo Sheng.

Bai Xiao secretly watched the interaction between the two, and couldn't help but re-evaluate Mo Shenghuan.

The outside world said that he was disabled, a mentally ill wooden man, but from the first meeting in the restaurant to now, he seems to be particularly concerned about An Nuo.

An Nuo's marriage to him doesn't know if it's a blessing or a curse.

At the end of the dinner, the food on the table was almost eaten. An Nuo knew that he had not prepared enough, and wanted to stop chopsticks later, but he never thought that his uncle would pick up food for him again and again, and forcefully fed An Nuo full.

The dishes were basically cleaned, An Nuo looked at the last piece of yam in the braised yam and shiitake mushrooms, thinking about how many dishes he would have to cook next time if someone came.

As if he noticed that An Nuo had been looking at the yam on the plate, Mo Shenghuan raised his hand to pick it up, but suddenly a pair of chopsticks came across, quickly picked up the yam slices, and put them in An Nuo's bowl.

There was a lot of movement this time, and everyone on the table looked at the owner of the chopsticks.

Mo Chenghuan put down his chopsticks expressionlessly, and turned his head to look at An Nuo.

"The dishes you cook are delicious."

It happened very quickly, An Nuo looked at the yam slices in her bowl, held back her anger, and slowly turned her head to look at Mo Chenghuan.

Is there something wrong with this man? !

Moise and Bai Xiao on the opposite side were both startled by Mo Chenghuan's operation.

Moise looked at Mo Shenghuan, and then at Mo Chenghuan. If I remembered correctly, they were uncle and nephew, right?

The nephew was ahead of his uncle, and even served his uncle's food in front of his uncle.

what's going on!

"The last piece should be very fragrant." Mo Chenghuan tried his best to put down a soft and stiff voice, pointing to the dishes in An Nuo's bowl, "Would you like to try it?"

Bai Xiao looked at his good brother who he played with since he was a child and grew up in disbelief.

Does he know what he's doing?

An Nuo gritted her teeth, held the bowl and wanted to hit the head of the person in front of her, but Mo Chenghuan was the grandson Mo loved the most, and he was also the future heir of the Mo family. I can't stop it.

The atmosphere was a little stagnant for a while, until An Nuo's wrist was touched.

An Nuo looked back, only to see Mo Shenghuan's eyes were indifferent, and he exchanged his bowl for An Nuo's bowl.

An Nuo watched his uncle tap the table with his knuckles, Aunt Yang immediately reacted and brought the trash can.

Mo Shenghuan looked at Mo Chenghuan quietly, his black eyes were filled with deep coldness, like a deep cold pool.

Mo Shenghuan pressed the porcelain bowl, and slowly moved the bowl to the side of the table. The sound of the bottom of the bowl rubbing against the solid wooden tabletop was particularly dull in the quiet restaurant.

The china bowl came to an abrupt stop on the edge of the table.

An Nuo looked at Mo Shenghuan, pressing the porcelain bowl with one hand, and covering the mouth of the bowl with his slender fingers.Under everyone's gaze, he suddenly exerted force on his wrist, and with a "snap", the porcelain shards splashed, and the porcelain bowl shattered directly under the man's hands.

This sound made everyone sitting there couldn't help being shocked.

The dining room was silent.

Mo Shenghuan had no expression on his face, his eyes were calm, and with a light sweep of his finger, the pieces of the porcelain bowl fell into the trash can that Aunt Yang brought.

An Nuo was stunned. His uncle's aura was too strong and his movements were too domineering. An Nuo felt his heart beating non-stop.

My goodness.

Moise carefully removed a piece of the porcelain bowl on her body, not daring to throw it directly into the trash can next to the man, but couldn't help but sit back and hand the piece to the student, away from the patient.

Bai Xiao looked at the shards of the porcelain bowl brought by his mentor, as if he had picked up a hot potato, and threw it to Mo Chenghuan without saying a word.

Take the sins you have done yourself!

Mo Chenghuan met Uncle Shang's eyes for less than a few seconds, and then slowly moved away after a while.

Looking at the shards of the porcelain bowl in front of him, Mo Chenghuan remained silent.

An Nuo couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips, and secretly glanced at her uncle.

The atmosphere on the table was very heavy, Mo Chenghuan raised his hand, tightly held the shards of the porcelain bowl in front of him, pushed away the chair, and left without looking back.

With Mo Chenghuan's departure, the atmosphere finally relaxed.

"Mr. Mo." An Nuo immediately stood up, took Mo Shenghuan's hand, and checked carefully, "Is your hand okay?"

Mo Shenghuan returned to his previous cold appearance, tilted his head slightly, and leaned against the boy who was watching over him.

"Ahem." Moyes coughed twice, "It seems that the patient's strength is still good."

An Nuo raised her head and glanced at the doctor quietly.

"I have a small treatment plan, you can listen to it." Moise cleared his throat, "When guiding autistic patients to learn, there is a method of imitation, which is more effective.

For example, if you want the other person to learn how to brush their teeth, you have to brush your teeth repeatedly in front of him, let him watch your movements, let him imitate, imitate for a while, and he will learn to brush his teeth by himself. "

An Nuo touched his uncle's intact hand, and his eyes lit up when he heard the method described by the doctor.

"Mr. Mo did imitate my movements before."

This method might work!

"Then you can try this method more in your future life." Moyes got up, "That's the end of today's observation, I'm really bothering you."

"It's okay." An Nuo kept smiling.

It was Mo Chenghuan who made the mistake, not the doctor. The doctor brought Mo Chenghuan here as a last resort.

"We'll come back in a few days." Bai Xiao said with an apology on his face, "Next time I come, I will definitely not bring anyone else with me."

"Yeah." An Nuo carefully looked at Bai Xiao's expression, it was genuine apology.

After bidding farewell to Moise and his apprentice, An Nuo returned to the villa and found Mo Shenghuan sitting on the sofa with a mobile phone in his hand, combing little Huanhuan after sending them to the car.

Today's five growth points have been brushed long ago. According to uncle's brushing method dozens or hundreds of times a day, the real cat has long been bald.

"Mr. Mo." An Nuo sat beside Mo Shenghuan, staring at his uncle's hand, eager to try.

"Should we follow the doctor's advice and try the imitation method?"

Hearing the boy's words, Mo Shenghuan finally let go of the poor little Huanhuan and turned to look at An Nuo.

"For example..." An Nuo pursed her lips, pulled Mo Shenghuan's hand upright, and then used her own hand to slide her fingertips up from the palm, inserting her fingers into his uncle's, slowly hold.

Mo Shenghuan looked at the boy's other hand, put down the phone, imitated the boy's way, slid his finger into the boy's fingertips, pressed his palm tightly, and held it gently.

An Nuo raised her lips, clasped her fingers down, and completed a ten-finger interlocking.

Imitation works really well.