Be a scholar after rebirth

Chapter 1819
After listening for a few minutes, he came to An Ying, lay down on An Ying's side, and stretched out his hand to embrace An Ying into his arms.

An Ying took his hand and placed it on her stomach. Whenever the child inside made any movement, he would be surprised with a pair of bright eyes, as if he had obtained a treasure from all over the world.

An Ying looked at his appearance and thought, he must be a good father.

When he woke up the next day, Shen Mo was no longer there.

An Ying was startled.

From waking up to now, he has never left her.

Now that she suddenly disappeared, An Ying was naturally frightened. She jumped off the bed suddenly, lifted her stomach with her hands, and ran towards the door.

As soon as he ran to the door, he saw Shen Mo walking in with a bowl, and the two almost bumped into each other.

Shen Mo freed a hand to support her.

Seeing the black thing on Shen Mo's face, she stretched out her hand to wipe it off and asked, "Where did you go? I couldn't find you, I was so worried, don't run around..."

"meal."

Before An Ying finished speaking, Shen Mo replied her one word.

She glanced at the bowl in his hand.

Inside was a bowl of something that looked dark and mushy.

"What is this?" An Ying asked.

"Congee." Shen Mo replied.

After careful identification, An Ying really recognized that it was a bowl of porridge.

A bowl of burnt porridge.

"Who asked you to cook it?" An Ying asked.

"I."

"Are you injured?" An Ying looked at the blackness on his face, and then looked at his hands, there were scalded blisters.

She gritted her teeth, her nose was sour, "Who asked you to cook, I can cook rice myself, in the future, you should not do such things as cooking, you are not the person who does this at all, you know? In the future I'll do it."

Shen Mo shook his head, "Do it."

"Eat." Shen Mo carried the bowl and walked into the room.

An Ying followed him.

He scooped up a spoonful for An Ying, and An Ying opened her mouth to swallow it.

A burning smell, slightly bitter, but extremely sweet in my heart.

Probably because the heat of the porridge hit Shen Mo's face, he smelled it, and it didn't smell very good, so he took a spoonful, put it into his mouth, and then spit it all out.

Holding the bowl, he stood up and dumped the bowl of porridge into the trash can.

An Ying looked at him, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

He looked at An Ying apologetically, and said one word, "Hungry."

An Ying shook her head, "Not hungry."

He hurried to the kitchen again.

An Ying also followed him to the kitchen, and then saw a mess, like the ruins of an atomic bomb, a mess.

An Ying stroked her forehead.

I glanced at the trash can again, and now there are various things lying quietly in it, including vegetable leaves, burnt vegetables, a dark fried egg, and a few pieces of dry bread...

It turned out that he tried to do so many things.

How early did he get up?Or did not sleep at all last night.

Although she didn't do it successfully, she was still very happy in her heart.

She was also sure that Shen Mo really didn't have the talent to cook. It was a miracle that he learned how to make breakfast before. He didn't know how many times he failed before he succeeded.

Shen Mo tried to make fried eggs again, An Ying took the egg in his hand and said, "Okay, Ah Mo, let me do it, you will be beaten to death if you waste ingredients like this, do you know that? There are still people in the world who can’t afford to eat.”

(End of this chapter)