I got married to a mysterious man

Chapter 1292 His darling is good at everything, but cooking is a bit scary

The next morning, Mu Keren got up early.

But Huang Qingtian was still asleep.

His face looked terrible.So when Mu Keren got up, he deliberately slowed down his movements, for fear of disturbing him.

After waking up, Mu Keren went downstairs.

In fact, she wanted to make some rice porridge for Huang Qingtian.

When the stomach is uncomfortable, it is said that eating rice porridge will help digestion.

She also had an upset stomach before, and Huang Qingtian also cooked rice porridge for her.

Moreover, Mu Keren also studied the rice porridge tutorials on the Internet, and it seemed that it was not difficult.

Thinking of this, Mu Keren accelerated her pace towards the kitchen.

But Mu Keren never expected that someone would occupy the kitchen earlier than her.

That person is Zhou Ziyu.

"Mom, why did you get up so early today?"

"Make some rice porridge for your dad!" Zhou Ziyu entered the kitchen, still maintaining the elegance of a lady.It's just that the pouches and dark circles under the eyes of this noble lady seem a little obvious today.

"Dad wants rice porridge too?" Hearing this, Mu Keren blinked her eyes a few times in surprise.

"Isn't it? Your dad last night..." Zhou Ziyu obviously wanted to say something to Mu Keren.

But before Zhou Ziyu could finish the rest of the sentence, Mu Weidong's voice came from the stairs: "Ms. Zhou..."

"Kuichi, why did you go downstairs?" Zhou Ziyu hurried over when he saw Mu Weidong.

That's right, Mu Weidong also had a stomachache last night.

Even with Zhou Ziyu, he didn't sleep well all night, and he was very worried.

That's why Zhou Ziyu thought about getting up early to make some rice porridge for Mu Weidong.

"I have nothing to do, why can't I go downstairs?" Mu Weidong said, as usual, he picked up the newspaper that the servant had put on the table early in the morning to read.

It looked like nothing happened.

But the point is, Mu Weidong's expression is a bit grim.

It was inevitable, and Zhou Ziyu was worried: "But you last night..."

Seeing that Zhou Ziyu was going to talk about his stomach trouble again, Mu Weidong quickly interrupted her: "I just couldn't sleep last night, what's the problem!"

They have been married for more than [-] years, how could Zhou Ziyu not know what Mu Weidong meant?
It's nothing more than that he doesn't want his precious daughter to know what happened to his stomach last night.

The old couple muttered here for a while, and there was a crackling sound from the kitchen.

"Ke Ke is in the kitchen?" Hearing the sound, Mu Weidong quickly looked at Zhou Ziyu.

"Yeah. It's rare for her to get up early today, and she seems to be planning to make some breakfast..."

Zhou Ziyu's words made Mu Weidong touch his stomach again, and said, "Hurry up and stop her!"

This sweetheart of his has everything.

That's cooking, it's kind of scary.

No matter what the ingredients are, they can turn into something more terrifying than the Second Artillery in her hands.

Yesterday, Mu Weidong also ate a few fried eggs made by his daughter.In the end, those two black fried eggs almost killed Mu Weidong.

If he had another breakfast made by her today, Mu Weidong worried that next year today would be his memorial day.

Hearing what Mu Weidong said, Zhou Ziyu also reflected why Mu Weidong had a stomachache last night.

It seems that the food made by the daughter is to blame again.

What's even more irritating is that no matter whether it is the son-in-law or the dead wood, they are not willing to let the little bastard taste how unpalatable the things they made are.Otherwise, that little bastard wouldn't take out the things he made to harm others.

Angry to angry, Zhou Ziyu went to the kitchen according to Mu Weidong's request.In case the daughter really made another breakfast, causing the whole family to continue to suffer.

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"Coco, what are you doing?"

As soon as Zhou Ziyu entered the kitchen, he saw Mu Keren stirring something beside him with a big spoon.

"I want to make some rice porridge for Huang Qingtian." Mu Keren looked very serious, and when she replied to Zhou Ziyu's words, her eyes never left the pot of rice porridge.

"Qingtian is not feeling well?" Huang Qingtian doesn't like to drink rice porridge, and he often has steamed buns for his breakfast.His distaste for rice porridge came from the bottom of his heart.Basically, as long as he can eat, he will not drink porridge...

Such a person would drink rice porridge today?
There is only one answer, that is, Huang Qingtian is also sick like Mu Weidong.

"Yeah. Last night, it seemed that my stomach was uncomfortable. I was tossing all night." Mu Keren also said, "It seems that I have a cold."

"Your dad last night..." Cold?Zhou Ziyu didn't believe that damn excuse.

Can a cold make your stomach so uncomfortable?

"Ms. Zhou, I asked you to help my daughter quickly. Why did you come here to chat?" In fact, Mu Weidong came over when the two women were in the kitchen.

In fact, he wanted to find some water and take some stomach medicine.

But in the end, I heard the conversation between the two girls in the kitchen.

From the looks of it, Huang Qingtian also had a hard time last night!

In this way, Mu Weidong became more and more sure that the food was made by his daughter, which caused the stomachs of the two of them to chug all night.

But for Mu Weidong, what's more important is that Huang Qingtian also insisted on not telling Mu Keren that it was caused by the food she cooked.

Since the son-in-law can do this for Mu Keren, why can't he, Mu Weidong?
Because of this, after realizing that Ms. Zhou probably wanted to mention that he also had an upset stomach all night, Mu Weidong stopped him immediately.

"It's true what you said. I just want to talk to Keke..." Zhou Ziyu wanted to let Mu Keren know where her shortcomings are. It happened that she fell ill from eating what she made.

But Mu Weidong obviously disagreed: "What are you talking about! Hurry up and let Keke come out and chat with me!"

In fact, it is the important place of the kitchen, and Mu Weidong doesn't want Mu Keren to step into it again.

"Did you hear that? Your dad wants to chat with you, so leave the work to me!" Zhou Ziyu couldn't resist Mu Weidong's request.

But this is also good, with Mu Weidong, Mu Keren will be easier to kill.

"But I still have to make porridge for my family Huang Qingtian!" Someone groaned, obviously not wanting to leave the kitchen yet.

"Leave all of these to me. Hurry up and stay with the old man, lest he get angry!" As for Huang Qingtian's porridge, let her make Zhou Ziyu.

Yesterday, Huang Qingtian ate more fried eggs than Mu Weidong.It is estimated that the illness is more severe than Mu Weidong.

If Huang Qingtian were to eat the porridge made by Mu Keren again, Zhou Ziyu dared to guarantee that his son-in-law's life would be in Mu Keren's hands.

(End of this chapter)