I heard my whole family are villains

Chapter 158
However, we still have to find a way to solve the matter, and we can't keep procrastinating.

There are no secrets in Luo'an Town. If you want to dig it out, as long as you put in the effort, you will definitely get your wish.

This matter cannot be hidden for too long.

It is true that ordinary people should not be mad at doctors who treat people, what if they become angry from embarrassment?

Wealth is moving!

After lowering his head for a moment, Mu Yao had sorted out all aspects, "Master Liu, besides expressing anger, do those doctors have any other use for you?"

"I think they have other uses," Lao Liu became annoyed when the topic was brought up, "Unfortunately, they are just a bunch of money-seekers!"

"Then hand them over to me," Mu Yao asked unhurriedly, "Things have already happened, complaining is useless, all we can do now is remedy."

"You can take it now if you want!"

"Not yet."

Old Liu looked serious, "I know what to do."

The face is stable, but the heart is already surging like a stormy sea.

From Mu Yao, he perceives four words: Young people are awesome!
I don't want to talk to Liu's family for the time being, after getting the answer, I nodded slightly, and Mu Yao left.

"Master," Xing Yun was confused, "What are you playing dumb?"

Why can't he understand a word?

"I understand Dr. Yi's behavior. He never tells the truth, and he will never take the initiative to publicize anyone's filth." Lao Liu shook his head with his hands behind his back, "From this point of view, Mu Yao only treated the former doctor from the fact that my master dealt with the doctor. The hidden secrets of the front and back can be speculated."

Otherwise those questions would not have been asked.

"Yes, is it so powerful?"

Xing Yun was dumbfounded.

The Liu family is indeed not as good as before, but it is also a very wealthy family.

Where does Mu Yao, an ordinary farmer, have such a high vision?

"Not only that, but after only half an hour, they have already figured out how to get out, it's incredible!"

Lao Liu has all kinds of tastes in his heart.

He didn't have a clue, the only thing he could do was to vent his anger on those doctors, but Mu Yao seized the opportunity.

After tossing the group of doctors by boat, even if Mu Yao does nothing, as long as he can save them from the sea of ​​suffering, those people can only be grateful.

From this point of view, those idiots probably didn't want to hate themselves to death.

When it comes to the Liu family alone, there is no difference between before and after.

Putting the two results together, it is frustrating.

However, even if he knew that Mu Yaoming was stepping on the Liu family's position, he was wronged first, so he couldn't refuse.

"Get off what?"

Xing Yun became more and more confused.

What does your own affairs have to do with outsiders?
"You can't understand after I say it," Lao Liu was very disgusted, "Go and call Xing Zhou, I have something to order."

The kid wasn't very smart either, he could guess a few words by himself, but he was able to guess pretty well.

Xingyun, this is far from it!
"Yes!"

Xingyun feels that his master is moody, but what can he do as a servant?
I can only turn around decisively and stay away from the firecrackers.

After dealing with the fishbone stuck in his throat, Mu Yao's mood improved a lot, "Nan Zai, how is the back of the book?"

"I haven't memorized it, I've been practicing calligraphy," Nan Zai grumbled, "It's so noisy outside."

I really want to go out and have a look!

Nan Zai has a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder. When he runs out of handkerchiefs, he must fold them squarely and neatly. When he sleeps at night, his clothes and shoes must be arranged in a straight line.

Once you are interested in something, you will not give up easily.

He couldn't solve the problem of chickens and rabbits in the same cage, and he still refused to give up even though his hair was almost bald.

Mu Yao saw his son's careful thoughts and changed the subject, "What do you want for lunch? I'll make it for you."

"I want to eat what mother made," Nan Zai complained, "Your cooking is not tasty at all."

Plain porridge, which has no technical content, can be overcooked, and complicated meals will only be more unpalatable.

"People who don't cook don't have the right to complain," Mu Yao gave him a nod, "It's good to eat something."

"Then I'll do it myself!"

"Are you sure?" Mu Yao looked him up and down, then mocked him, "It's not as tall as a stove, do you want to do it on a bench?"

"Do you tube!"

Nan Zai became angry from embarrassment.

After washing the pen and putting it in the pen holder, I ran to the kitchen, but I couldn't stop it.

Mu Yao lazily leaned against the door, and looked at his back jokingly, "Don't waste food, even if it's half-cooked, you still have to eat it. I only help to light the fire, and I don't know how to do anything else."

"Don't underestimate people, I must be better than your cooking."

"It's just you?" Mu Yao snorted coldly, "No matter how poor your father's skills are, it's not comparable to a cub like you who has never touched a stove before."

Although he has never told anyone about it, he is actually quite proud of his cooking skills.

Looking around, those who can cook are not as good at reading as they are, and those who are good at reading are not as good as their own cooking.

"Let's go and see!"

After saying this, Nan Zai started to wash rice and vegetables.

Half an hour later, Su Dai woke up and smelled the smell of food before she even walked out of the room. She half-closed her eyes and asked, "Master, what delicious food did you cook today?"

"I'm only in charge of lighting the fire, and Nan Zai is in charge," Mu Yao complained, "He thinks my cooking is unpalatable, so he insists on doing it himself."

This is not a problem at first glance, but it is not the case when you think about it carefully.

Nan Zai came back to his senses and immediately fought back, "Mother, I suspect that Daddy deliberately used aggressive methods!"

He never thought of cooking by himself before, why is he so impulsive today?
This father and son...

Su Dai rubbed between her brows with a headache, "Is the meal ready?"

"I'll add some more salt and it will be ready soon, mother, wash your hands first."

"OK then."

Giving Mu Yao the look of not bullying the child, Su Dai takes care of herself in a leisurely manner.

Straighten out the messy sleeping hair, quickly pull a simple and beautiful bun, and apply some skin care and moisturizing cream before going out.

When they entered the hall, the father and son had already set the table and chopsticks, "Why don't you eat, wait for me?"

"Not exactly," Mu Yao said in a delicate tone, "The main reason is that I won't be able to speak."

"What do you mean?" Nan Zai was not convinced, "Haven't eaten yet? Why are you so sure?"

"It looks pretty good." Su Dai was very confident. She picked up the green vegetable in the middle and stuffed it into her mouth with a strange expression. "It tastes good, but it's a little bit astringent, as if it's not ripe."

"I knew it would be like this," Mu Yao laughed unceremoniously, "I persuaded him to fry for a while, Nan Zaifei said that the current color is the prettiest!"

"He regards cooking as painting?"

"Almost," Mu Yao pointed to the table, "Take a look, which dish is not pleasing to the eye?"

Good-looking is good-looking, but every course has problems.

The green vegetables are only a little raw, so they can be eaten anyway, but the braised pork insists on matching the red and white, which is too embarrassing!

Su Dai followed Mu Yao's hand and shifted her gaze, silent for a moment, looking at the sky silently.

Nan Zai's aesthetics are very good.

A plate of pork belly can be poetic and picturesque by him.

It's a pity that there is no other seasoning except salt and oil, and the meat is only medium rare.

I can eat it, that's it, I feel guilty.

"Mother," Nan Zai was worried, "Even you don't think it tastes good?"

(End of this chapter)