Chapter 92 How can someone be allergic to fish?
Jiang Mumu finally bought a new bunch of candied haws for Lu Chaoqing and handed them to him.

Lu Chaoqing smiled, the corners of his mouth curved.

Jiang Mumu suddenly seemed to think of something, blinked, and looked at Lu Chaoqing with some doubts.

Noticing the girl's gaze, Lu Chaoqing held candied haws in his hand and frowned at Jiang Mumu.

The man glanced at the candied haws in his hand before handing it to Jiang Mumu.

——Lu Chaoqing thought that Jiang Mumu wanted to eat candied haws.

"Oh!" Jiang Mumu brought candied haws, and looked at Lu Chaoqing with a suppressed smile, "Qingqing, you know martial arts, right?"

Lu Chaoqing didn't know why Jiang Mumu asked this suddenly, but nodded slightly.

Jiang Mumu frowned, her eyes narrowed, like a little fox waiting for someone to take the bait.

"Then why was your first reaction to protect us instead of blocking the cart?"

Hearing this, Lu Chaoqing was taken aback for a moment, but when she realized it, she slightly pursed her lips and frowned, and strode forward without looking back at Jiang Mumu.

Seeing that Lu Chaoqing was angry, Jiang Mumu smiled even more happily.

She naturally knew that Lu Chaoqing must have chosen the most primitive and impulsive way to prevent them from being hurt because he cared about himself and Lu Chengan in his arms.

What surprised Jiang Mumu was—it turns out that from Lu Chaoqing's point of view, her current status in his heart is actually worth letting him save her!
Thinking about it is also very happy!

Jiang Mumu hummed a ditty, hugged Lu Chengan with one hand, and Lu Jingheng with the other, and followed Lu Chaoqing's figure to catch up.
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That night.

Yuan Qinglang sat in front of the desk and rubbed his brows.

"General, this is the information found by my subordinates."

As the man said, he put several ciphertexts in front of Yuan Qinglang's desk.

"Understood, you go down first."

Yuan Qinglang's voice was cold, and he slowly opened the documents after his subordinates left.

In those materials, things about the "Migratory Bird" organization were recorded.

Yuan Qinglang's visit this time is because he heard about this organization.

It's just that there seemed to be some internal problems in this organization a few days ago, and then I don't know what happened, and the behavior of the migratory birds completely changed.

If the migratory birds at the beginning were just some small troubles and could not get on the stage, then the later migratory bird organizations seemed to have changed their principals, and everything began to change.

Although these things have no impact on the imperial court now, and many people even in the imperial court disdain this organization, but Yuan Qinglang, as the general who protects the country, always feels that it is better to check it out.

Yuan Qinglang looked at the information on migratory birds and found that it was just some very basic things.

Migratory birds protect themselves very well, and they can't even find any flaws.

Yuan Qinglang looked at those materials with a slightly cold expression.
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Mu Rujiu's family is still in full swing to buy new year's goods.

I bought some meat from the market, and I should be able to have a good meal this year!

Jiang Mumu didn't have any requirements. After all, although she had eaten delicacies from mountains and seas, it was not like she had suffered from hardships, so even if it was rough food, Jiang Mumu could still eat it.

It's just that these things are neither nutritious nor tasty for the two little dumplings, so Jiang Mumu is unhappy.

The two small dumplings must eat and drink well, and that's why Jiang Mumu looked at the fish he bought, and at Lu Chaoqing who was processing the fish, and rolled his eyes, as if thinking of some bad idea.

Lu Chaoqing has no experience in handling fish.

It's just that these things are quite dirty, and Lu Chaoqing will definitely not let Jiang Mumu do them. After trying to do them, they still look good.

Just noticing Jiang Mumu's gaze, Lu Chaoqing slowly raised his eyes, and his golden eyes met Jiang Mumu's eyes.

He raised his eyebrows slightly: "What's wrong?"

Lu Chaoqing asked in a deep voice.

Jiang Mumu smiled and watched Lu Chaoqing handle the fish: "Qingqing, do you have to marinate all the fish?"

Lu Chaoqing nodded: "Well, it will take longer this way."

Jiang Mumu nodded, and knelt down beside Lu Chaoqing, as if to watch Lu Chaoqing handle the fish.

Lu Chaoqing held a kitchen knife in one hand, and the knife was very sharp. Worried about hurting Jiang Mumu, Lu Chaoqing said slowly, "It's good to have me here, you can go and accompany them two."

Jiang Mumu shook her head, looked at Lu Chaoqing with a smile, "I want to see Qingqing kill fish."

Lu Chaoqing pursed her lips, her ears turned red, "Jiang Mumu, it's very dirty."

"It's okay, I'll stay away!"

Jiang Mumu took a few steps back in a good-tempered manner, still squatting there, nestled herself into a ball, and looked at Lu Chaoqing with a smile.

Seeing this, Lu Chaoqing smiled and shook his head unconsciously.

Let her go.

The first is to beat the fish scales.

The kitchen knife in Lu Chaoqing's hand was tilted, and he carefully handled the fish scales.

Jiang Mumu watched Lu Chaoqing's movements, and unconsciously asked, "Qingqing, have you never handled fish?"

Lu Chaoqing's hand paused, and he nodded in response: "Very little."

Lu Chaoqing said so.

"why?"

Jiang Mumu was a little puzzled: If it's because the fish is too expensive to buy, it's near the mountains and rivers, and you can catch a few fish in the water, so you don't have to buy it.

Lu Chaoqing grew up here, how could he not know how to handle fish?

Lu Chaoqing pursed her lips and frowned slightly: "I get rashes when I eat fish, and Jing Heng Chengan doesn't like it either."

Hearing this, Jiang Mumu's eyes widened, and she looked at Lu Chaoqing in disbelief.

"Are you allergic to fish!?"

Jiang Mumu shouted loudly.

Lu Chaoqing frowned suspiciously: "What... what?"

"It's nothing, nothing!" Jiang Mumu waved his hand, and then changed the phrase, "I mean, you can't eat fish?"

Lu Chaoqing nodded.

He has tried it a few times, and every time he eats fish, he develops red rashes on his body, which are very itchy. In addition, his two children don't like fish, so he rarely cooks fish in his impression.

Jiang Mumu blinked, looked at Lu Chaoqing, and then at the fish in Lu Chaoqing's hand.

"In this case, why do you still buy it at the market?"

This fish is not cheap!

After all, it is winter, and there are not many people who can go ice fishing.

Lu Chaoqing pursed her lips, lowered her head and continued to scale the fish.

After a while, he said in a deep voice: "Jing Heng said you like to eat."

Lu Chaoqing's voice was very low, but Jiang Mumu still heard it.

She suddenly remembered that before Lu Chaoqing came back very late every day, Jiang Mumu would prepare dinner for the two little dumplings first, and after they finished eating, they would coax them to rest, and then wait for Lu Chaoqing to go home.

At that time, she also made fish soup for the two small dumplings, and the two small dumplings did not show any signs of boredom.

Moreover, at that time, Jiang Mumu saw that they liked it, so he cooked hairtail fish for several days.

(End of this chapter)

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