[Transmigration Book] His white moonlight became an assist

The doorbell rang, and Qi Chi walked over and just opened the door when his eyes suddenly blurred, and then a clear female voice spoke.

"Happy birthday!"

When he was still in a daze, the woman took a step forward and hugged him, because she was still carrying a lot of things in her hands, she only hugged his waist vaguely.

"What are you doing?"

Cheng Yourang came out of the kitchen with a bowl of steaming soup.As soon as he came out, he saw two people hugging at the door, and immediately asked questions.

Hearing his voice, Qi Chi finally woke up, and immediately pushed the person leaning on him away, took the two big bags from her, and led her inside.

"Honey, who is this?"

Seeing someone else in the room, the girl was also taken aback, and immediately raised her vigilance.

Seeing the displeasure on her face, Cheng Yourang put the soup on the wine cabinet at hand, and fixed his eyes on Qi Chi.

Qi Chi, who was in the center of the vortex, stood between them one step at a time, and was about to put the two big bags she brought over on the sofa, but was stopped.

The woman kicked him directly on the calf: "I brought you something to eat, put it on the dining table."

Cheng Yourang showed off his culinary skills today, cooked many dishes and put them in the middle of the dining table.Qi Chi hesitated for a few seconds, then put the two big bags by the dining table.

But his action quickly aroused dissatisfaction on both sides.

The woman felt slighted and was not very happy.

And Cheng Yourang felt that he was a little too conniving with that woman who came out of nowhere.

"Youyou, let me introduce you. This is my mother." After weighing the two, Qi Chi first looked at Cheng Yourang who was still standing at the door of the kitchen.

He left a sentence for Ms. Tang who was standing by the dining table, "You sit down first", walked towards Cheng Yourang, blocked Ms. Tang's sight with his body, lowered his head and kissed Cheng Yourang's nose: "See you, mother-in-law, don't be nervous .”

Cheng Yourang never thought that the tall and elegant woman in front of him would be Qi Chi's mother.Sure enough, a rich man will take care of it.That white and rosy skin without any blemishes is not too much for a girl in her twenties.

Because the distance was too close, Cheng Yourang was afraid that his words would be overheard, so Cheng Yourang didn't say anything, but stomped on him angrily, turned around and went back to the kitchen.

Qi Chi, who was kicked continuously, looked at his back and chuckled, picked up the bowl of soup that he put on the wine cabinet just now, and put it on the table.

As soon as he passed by, Ms. Tang grabbed his hand.Ms. Tang glanced at the kitchen, frowned and asked, "Who is this, why is it at your house?"

Qi Chi also glanced at the figure in the kitchen with his back to the dining room, and replied seriously: "Your future daughter-in-law."

"!"

Ms. Tang shook off his hand, looking very disgusted: "You won't feel comfortable if you don't treat me for a day, right?"

"Mom, he's shy, be gentle and don't scare him."

Ms. Tang resisted: "Do you want me to take down the bracelet and give it to him now? Let me tell you, you don't want to bring a man to me for a bracelet!"

The bracelet she was talking about was the one Grandma Qi Chi gave her back then.It is said that it was only passed on to the daughter-in-law of the Qi family from many generations ago, and it can be regarded as a symbol of the hostess.Because it was so important, Ms. Tang realized it almost subconsciously.

"There's no need for that," Qi Chi didn't care as much about a bracelet as it does, "Then we've agreed, either you leave now, or you'll be fine and don't torment him."

Seeing such an obsessed son, Ms. Tang was furious: "Get lost!"

Qi Chi rolled to the kitchen like a stream, and fished out Cheng Yourang who was buried in it and refused to come out.

Outside, Ms. Tang has already started to collect the things she brought over.

Even if a dish is packed in a packing box, it can still be seen that it is exquisite and expensive.

The table was already more than half full, so she could only put the dishes she brought on the other side, and refused to stand next to the ones made by Cheng Yourang, separated by at least an arm's width.

"Hello Auntie!"

Hearing Cheng Yourang saying hello to herself, Ms. Tang glanced at their hands, but didn't respond.

After she had arranged all the things on her side, she greeted Qi Chi: "Son, I ordered these a week in advance. They are made by a French chef. Come and eat with your mother."

Qi Chi, who had already sat down next to Cheng Yourang, glanced at her without emotion: "Mom, these are all made by Youyou, you should also try his handicraft."

Ms. Tang, who had clearly noticed that her son was not on her side, gritted her teeth and sat down angrily. She refused to go to their side at all, and only ate the dishes she brought.I guess in my heart I feel that Bai Tuanzi, who is eating dog food, is more relieved than these two.

Hearing the two of them muttering a few words in a low voice, Qi Chi suddenly called her again: "Mom, we forgot to steam the rice, do you have any more?"

"Yes, I have brought a lot, you should eat more."

After entering the door, Ms. Tang smiled for the first time.Standing up and handing over several boxes of rice, it was as if he had suddenly grabbed the handle of the other party.

"I also brought a few bags of dog food for Xiao Shaomai and put them on the coffee table, don't forget."

Qi Chi responded with a smile.

But it didn't take long for her to be happy, and she saw her son take the lunch box, open one box first, and put the rice into the bowl of the man who was said to be her "future daughter-in-law".Her "future daughter-in-law" thought he put too much rice into the bowl, so she unhappily picked it up and put it into the bowl in front of Qi Chi.

Ms. Tang stared at it speechlessly, and after silently saying "don't get angry, don't get angry" several times in her heart, she gradually held back her anger, and ate gracefully with her head down.

While eating, she sneaked a glance at the other side, and found that his son who was eating eggplants the most raised his eyes and put a piece of eggplant in his mouth.After chewing a few times, she smiled, tilted her head and said something in the ear of her "future daughter-in-law", and her "future daughter-in-law" also laughed, and stretched out her hand to pick up a piece of eggplant for him.

Qi Chi reciprocated courtesy, and also gave him a piece of ribs.

She watched her son look like a cow, eating two bites of each dish, and boasting in the ear of the "future daughter-in-law" every time she tasted it.

Eating the dishes that others put in his bowl makes him laugh out loud.

Ms. Tang became more and more puzzled, and quietly went to look at the few dishes in front of them.A few home-cooked dishes seem to look good.that is--

Is it really that delicious?

Ms. Tang swallowed her saliva, but still looked away, lowered her head and savored the delicious meal that she paid a lot of money for a French chef to cook.

Cheng Yourang was somewhat uncomfortable in front of his elders, especially since this person was Qi Chi's mother.And she didn't look like she wanted to see herself.Cheng Yourang was a little nervous, and tightly grabbed Qi Chi's hand under the table, warning him not to let him kiss her indiscriminately, let alone make other outrageous actions.

He didn't even dare to speak loudly, he allowed Qi Chi to speak close to his ear, but he didn't speak much, at most he smiled as a response.

In order to appease his wounded heart, Cheng Yourang could only keep bringing him food.It seems to be working, he seems to really enjoy eating his own cooking.

"Uh, that..." Ms. Tang, who was sitting several seats away from them at the other corner of the dining table, swallowed, feeling that her voice was quite awkward, "You made all these dishes? "

Cheng Yourang nodded nervously, and felt that he shouldn't take all the credit by himself, so he hurriedly added: "Qi Chi also helped."

"That's right, I did all the dishes." After all, we've been together for more than 20 years, Qi Chi knew what was going on in his mother's mind when he saw his mother's pretendingly calm face, and immediately passed up the steps, "Mom, what do you want?" Don't you want to try your son's craft?"

After hesitating for a second, Ms. Tang finally nodded her noble head.

She just wanted to taste her son's first meal.

If there was any other reason, it would be——she wanted to see if some home-cooked dishes were really better than those made by a French chef?Grew up his picky son like that?