Marry first, love later: wife, don't divorce

Dongfang Mo finally drove Xi Muru out, let her stay in the yard to breathe fresh air, and said that he could handle the cooking and frying vegetables by himself, without her help.

Well, Mu Ruye really didn't want to help that, because it's hard to burn wet firewood, and it's not good to inhale the smoke into the lungs, not to mention she's still pregnant, even if she doesn't worry about herself, she still has to think about her child .

So she wandered around in the yard, came to a high ground and looked at the sea, the endless blue sea and blue sky, the undeveloped primitive coast was far clearer and more transparent than the sea of ​​those tourist attractions.

How Dongfang Mo cooked the pot of rice and stir-fried the choy sum in the kitchen, Mu Ru didn't know, she only knew that the thick smoke on the roof of the kitchen seemed to have lessened, and only a wisp of green smoke kept coming out, making the People instantly thought of the words 'fireworks on earth'.

She walked around the yard for a long time, feeling a little sleepy, and was about to go up to the second floor to lie down on the empty 1.2-meter bed, but Dongfang Mo had already come out of the kitchen and called her to eat.

She turned her head when she heard his voice, but was really taken aback by the man in front of her. Her face was covered with black soot and her hair was messy. She looked like a clown .

She couldn't help laughing, pointed at him, wanted to say something, but before she could say it, she couldn't help laughing again, and she couldn't straighten her waist.

Dongfang Mo walked towards her slowly, seeing her smile so innocently and happily, he couldn't help but secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

As long as she is happy, it doesn't matter if his face is ugly, but when she laughs happily, it is the most beautiful time, because when she laughs, she is as bright as a sunflower.

Mu Ru finally had enough laughing, Dongfang Mo supported her with his hands, and said in a low voice: "Okay, wife, let's go eat after laughing enough, and laugh again, what if you die from laughing?"

"Did you laugh?" Mu Ru was taken aback, and couldn't help laughing again. She used her hands to paint the soot smudges on his face, and said happily, "I finally know why you are called Dongfang Mo." , it must be that when your mommy gave birth to you, your father made this kind of food for her to eat, so she saw your father's soot-black face, so she named you Mo, right?"

Dongfang Mo was silent and kept silent. Of course, the origin of the name his parents gave him was not like this, but it was indeed related to Mo, but it was not soot and black, but related to ink.

"Hurry up and eat," Dongfang Mo avoided talking about the origin of his name with Mu Ru: "You are not afraid of being hungry, but Yun Heng and Yun Zai in your stomach are also afraid of being hungry?"

"Yunheng? Yunzai?" Mu Rubai gave him a look, "How do you know it's two brats? What if it's two bad girls?"

"It's just two brats," Dongfang Mo said with certainty, "Only brats would be so ignorant to ruin my good business."

The corner of Mu Ru's mouth twitched, thinking of Dongfang Mo's aggrievedness, she finally stopped chewing. Fortunately, she also entered the restaurant.

On the dining table is the white-cut chicken he bought. Under the light yellow skin is white and tender meat, sprinkled with ginger juice and green and white chopped green onions, which makes people appetizing just by looking at it.

Three cups of duck is also very beautiful, sauce-colored, a branch of a time-honored Hong Kong brand in Binhai, well-deserved of its reputation, and it smells delicious from a distance.