wealthy daughter-in-law

Mo Jia responded, grabbed the car keys and walked out, Huan Huan called Mu Chuan in directly from the outside, "Mu Changjin?"

Upon hearing this address, Mu Chuan's face fell down, and he said earnestly, "Miss Su, Miss Su, you are also someone's wife and mommy, please improve your cooking skills!"

Huan Huan put his shoulder on his shoulder in a vague way, and patted him comfortingly, "Oh, with you, Jang Geum, what am I afraid of? The old rules, you serve hot food and I don't serve it cold."

Mu Chuan couldn't help but smile, "For such a technical job, we can do it if we call it a job."

Huan Huan was also refreshing, "Oh, then I'll teach it all to you alone."

Mu Chuan gritted his teeth, "You are ruthless."

"Assignment."

Song Xiaojia smiled, "Miss Su, do you need help?"

Mu Chuan's eyes lit up, "You know how to cook?"

She nodded, "Simple home-cooked dishes are still okay, but not those high-end dishes."

Mu Chuan said with a smile, "It doesn't matter whether it's advanced or not, as long as you can eat it!"

Huanhuan patted him, "Don't try to be lazy, Xiaojia is my guest today, you go into the kitchen obediently." Then, she lowered her voice and whispered in his ear, "Otherwise, I'll let Linglong Sleep with you tonight!"

Mu Chuan shivered, and went into the kitchen without saying a word.

At this moment, a gorgeous peacock with a golden glow landed in the yard. It waved its wings and brushed the crown on the top of its head to make sure that the shape was not disturbed by the wind, and then walked in gracefully. In the living room, just as he was about to speak, he saw Song Xiaojia at a glance. He froze for a moment, and closed his mouth wisely.

Song Xiaojia stared at it incredulously, and pointed at it, "This...this...this is..."

Huan Huan was taken aback, and quickly explained, "Hehe, this is my family's peacock." After finishing speaking, she blinked at Linglong. Linglong looked at this stupid woman helplessly, opened her mouth, and barked twice perfunctorily. Then, he went upstairs with an elegant pace, ready to take a comfortable hot bath, have a spa, and eat some wild fruits rich in vitamin abcdefg.

Song Xiaojia was dumbfounded, "Miss Su, do you keep peacocks in your room?"

"Uh...because we...respect bird rights!"

"But how can this peacock be golden? I've never seen one, and..."

And I can't tell what's awkward, maybe it's eyes are too conceited and proud, maybe it's just a little bit taken aback, in short, Song Xiaojia just thinks it's too weird!

"Oh, it's not natural, it's the color I dyed it! It's auspicious!" Huan Huan explained indiscriminately.

At this moment, Mozart's symphony came from upstairs...

Song Xiaojia took a breath, turned to look at Huan Huan, who smiled weakly, "Alarm clock! Alarm clock..."

Fortunately, after a while, Mo Jia brought Youyou back from the kindergarten. As soon as she entered, she threw herself into Huanhuan's arms, and said sadly, "Mum, Qiangqiang and Haohao fought today."

Huanhuan pulled her daughter to sit on the sofa, "Why?"

Youyou pursed her pink mouth and said, "The teacher took us to play games. There can only be one daddy and one mommy in each group. Everyone chooses me to be the mommy, and then they both compete to be the daddy. Just started fighting."

Hearing the illusion, "Puchi" laughed out loud, leaned closer to his daughter and asked in a low voice, "Which one do Youyou like as daddy, Qiangqiang or Haohao?"

"Su Huanhuan!"

Mo Jia changed his coat, walked straight over, glanced at her dissatisfied, and said coldly, "Neither of those two boys is suitable to be a daddy."

"Why?" Huanhuan and Su Xiaoyou asked in unison.

Mo Jia said indifferently, "Too obsessed with the goal, unable to calm down, don't know how to use the brain, and only use violence to solve the problem."

Mo Jia told the two children a series of shortcomings in one breath, and they were dumbfounded.

No way, those are just two little boys who are only four years old!

Young Master Mo, you are mighty.

Su Xiaoyou was seriously thinking about what his father said, but couldn't understand what he was saying, and was very distressed. Huanhuan patted his daughter's head, "Daughter, go wash your hands and prepare to eat."

"Oh."

As soon as Su Xiaoyou left, Huanhuan yelled at Mo Jia coquettishly, "Youyou has made friends, so don't criticize casually."

Mo Jia raised his eyebrows, "Blame them for not making progress."

Huan Huan laughed, as long as You You's question was mentioned, Mo Jia would become very serious, as if nothing was more important than her daughter's affairs.

To be honest, sometimes, she really gets a little jealous.

Suddenly, she was startled and quickly shook her head.Really, what the hell is she thinking?It's just that the relationship has become a little more harmonious, and she starts to dream about it?

Song Xiaojia sat on the sofa in a regular manner all the time, watching the family of three exchanging family affection, but as an outsider, he couldn't get in the conversation at all, so he couldn't help but lower his head.

Mu Chuan moved quickly, and he cooked a table of dishes in a short time. Huanhuan greeted Song Xiaojia to the restaurant, "Xiaojia, come, sit here!"

She arranged Song Xiaojia next to Mu Chuan, and she sat with her daughter, while Mo Jia sat at the main seat.

Mu Chuan's workmanship is excellent, and the table looks and tastes, which is no worse than that of the hotel outside.Huan Huan praised while eating, even Su Xiaoyou couldn't stop saying, "Uncle Muchuan's cooking is the best in the world!"

Mu Chuan was so beautiful that he almost flew into the sky, and the resentment just now was swept away, "Eat more, eat more, you are welcome!"

Song Xiaojia ate a little cautiously. She had never felt such a happy family atmosphere.However, she has always imagined that in the future, she will have a cute child like Youyou with the person she likes, live in a beautiful big house, and have dinner happily with the family...

It was exactly the same as the picture in front of me.

She was suddenly jealous of Su Huanhuan, what she had was almost her most perfect dream, yet she achieved it so easily.

"Xiaojia, eat more!" Huanhuan picked up the vegetables and put them in her bowl. Song Xiaojia collected her thoughts and smiled, "Thank you."

Keep your head down and eat carefully.

"By the way, Xiaojia, what did you study at school?" Huan Huan Xianlai asked.

Song Xiaojia picked up the napkin, wiped the corners of her mouth, and replied politely, "I like drawing."

"Aunt Xiaojia can draw?" Su Xiaoyou's big eyes lit up instantly, and then he asked expectantly, "Aunt Xiaojia, can you teach Youyou?"

Song Xiaojia smiled gently, "Of course."