Love and Hate of Past Time

Mu Qingxuan leads Xiaochen to the kitchen and begins to study what to do for today's dinner.

"Miss mu, you'd better leave the cooking to the chef. Just go out with the young master." Mrs. LAN nervously followed them to the kitchen and stopped in front of the refrigerator. She didn't forget how terrible it was for Miss Mu to cook. Not only was the food hard to swallow, but even the kitchen would become a disaster scene.

What kind of food do you like to eat from Miss mu? Just imagine, she has guessed the reaction of the young master, this is the real shadow of childhood, OK.

Mu Qingxuan knows how sister Lan's reaction is going on, but she really wants them to know that she is different from before, and she also wants to cook for Xiaochen. Doesn't it mean that children's physical and mental growth will be more healthy in a smoking home?

"Sister LAN, now I really know how to cook. Don't worry." Mu Qingxuan gave her a warm smile.

Mo Yanrui stood not far behind them and watched their interaction.

"Sister LAN, let her do it." He wants to see how she can make it. Xiaochen's mouth is not fake. The cooks at home have changed for several times. At most, if only the chef could not be finished in the end.

Mo Yanrui is the one who agrees. Mu Qingxuan is a little surprised. After all, he was the one who was most poisoned by her cooking.

Mu Qingxuan tells Xiao Chen and Mo Yanrui to wait outside the kitchen. First, there is a lot of cooking fumes here. Second, she is worried that she can't take care of the child in her busy time, which will hurt him.

After Xiaochen's order, what Mu Qingxuan is going to do today is scrambled eggs with shrimps, sweet and sour spareribs, stewed baby cabbage with white shellfish in soup and fried cabbage heart.

To make four dishes at a time, Mrs. LAN frowned, thinking that today's work should be very heavy.

After Mu Qingxuan started, the steps were quite organized. She took out all the materials and cut them in turn. Because the kitchen here is large and there are many stoves, she cooks almost at the same time. When she has a spare time, she can easily tidy up the cooking table. She is slow. Compared with her five years ago, she is just like a new person.

Xiaochen is not willing to wait outside to eat. He pulls Mo Yanrui to lean against the door and watch Mu Qingxuan cooking.

Mo Yanrui was also surprised. In terms of cooking style, this woman has changed a little bit since five years ago. Seeing her busy in the kitchen, he would have the illusion that they are just a normal family. The husband and son are leaning by the door to watch their wife cook. They are warm and happy.

These ordinary people can touch the happiness, for him, what kind of strange. At the beginning, Mu Qingxuan said that she wanted to warm his heart, so she planned to cook for him to experience this happiness. However, she had never had cooking experience, and she almost turned this warmth into a disaster.

Thinking of her first cooking five years ago, Mo Yanrui raised her mouth slightly.

Sister LAN stands by and wants to help, but mu Qingxuan has just told her that she wants to do it herself, so she has to stand. However, this lets her capture the warm smile that her young master has hardly shown in the past five years. In this regard, she could hardly resist the impulse of tears.

At first, she couldn't understand why the young master wanted to find the woman who abandoned their father and son, but now she understood, because even if the young master had resentment, he still loved Miss mu, and only miss Mu could give him happiness.

From the situation of these two days, it seems that Mu Qingxuan's love for the young master is true, or there may have been some secret at that time. If that's the case, she'll have to help them.

"Daddy, Mommy is cooking. Let's take a picture of her." Xiaochen pulls Mo Yanrui's sleeve. Mo Yanrui takes out his mobile phone and aims at Mu Qingxuan.

Perhaps sensing their strong eyes, Mu Qingxuan turns her head and smiles at them. Mo Yanrui just captures this scene.

In about half an hour, Mu Qingxuan's dishes were fresh, and the disaster scene they were worried about did not appear. That dish looks good.

"It looks good, but if it doesn't taste good, Xiaochen won't buy it. I'll give you a good shot first, so that you won't be too sad later." Mo Yanrui coughed two times and said sarcastically.

Mu Qingxuan gives him a white look and gently urges Xiao Lang to have a try. She's confident in her cooking.

Xiaochen tried every dish and laughed sweetly: "delicious, I like it."

Mu Qingxuan only asks Xiaochen to try, but they still interact with each other with a smile. Mo Yanrui, who is left out in the cold, doesn't even want to move his chopsticks, so he is too angry.

"Dad, don't you eat? It's delicious. " Seeing that Mo Yanrui didn't start, Xiao Chen raised his head and asked suspiciously.

Mu Qingxuan seems to understand Mo Yanrui's careful thinking, and wants to punish him on purpose, so she breaks her face: "Xiaochen, dad may not like these dishes, we'll just eat them."

Say, return dish son intentionally to small Chen and oneself of there move.

"I don't want to eat any more." Mo Yanrui didn't expect that this woman would not let him eat. It was disgusting. He glared at her and then put several pieces of each dish into the bowl.

Mo Yanrui thinks that Xiaochen wants to give her a hand in cooking, so he reluctantly says that it's delicious and he likes it. But now that he has a taste, it's really delicious. In terms of cooking, she has made rapid progress in recent years."Mommy, can you make Coconut Chicken?" Xiao Chen suddenly asked.

"Of course, it's not difficult."

Mu Qingxuan finished, Xiaochen round bright black eyes more surprised look: "today no coconut, Mommy, after bought coconut back, can you do it for me?"

"Of course! But, Xiaochen, do you like coconut very much? " Mu Qingxuan asked curiously.

Xiaochen suddenly nodded: "I like it very much."

"Mo Yanrui, does Xiaochen have a nickname?" Mu Qingxuan always thinks that a baby's nickname is very cute, although Xiaochen's name is also very nice.

Mo Yanrui shook his head.

"Xiao Chen's nickname is coconut." She suggested excitedly.

"Coconut?" Mo Yanrui frowned, obviously not very satisfied, "like to eat coconut, call coconut?"

Mu Qingxuan gave him a white look: "don't you think it's cute? The more simple a child's name is, the easier it will be to raise it. Do you understand

Before Mo Yanrui can continue to refute, Xiaochen has taken the lead in defecting.

"I like the nickname coconut. Mommy, will you call me coconut in the future?" Although Xiaochen doesn't know what is breast name, his father just said, "if you like eating coconut, you should call it coconut?" That means Mommy will call him coconut in the future.

Mu Qingxuan nodded: "yes, coconut."

Mo Yanrui found that they had already called, and there was no room for him to object.

Maybe he felt that Mo Yanrui was not in a good mood, and his eyes moved between his parents. Then he asked weakly, "Mommy, because my father is too fierce, so Mommy won't go home, right?"