A good wife and a good mother

Chapter 362
Naturally, Qiongqing didn't know the inner workings of the beef balls. Originally, he was just trying to eat them, but when the meatballs came into his mouth, they were fragrant and moist, not oily or greasy, and not bad at all, so he felt that he could eat pork too. , if Mody cooks other pork to eat in the future, he should be able to eat all of them. Thinking of this, I feel a little anticipation and joy in my heart.

After the meal, Qiongqing did not leave as usual, but played with the children.Maybe it's because Qiongqing's eyesight recovered, and he became more cheerful. Mo Dai's family felt it. Although they still thought he was breathtakingly beautiful, he was less indifferent. Not only Mo Xiaoyu and Mo Xiaoyi were clingy Beside Qiongqing, even Mo Xiaoman opened his small hands to be hugged by Qiongqing.

Mo Wuqing was a little embarrassed, but when Qiongqing offered to hug Mo Xiaoman, he had no choice but to hand him over.At first, Mo Xiaoman sat obediently in Qiongqing's arms, looked at Qiongqing's face with big round eyes, and after looking at all of Qiongqing's facial features, he began to choose his favorite part - the lips , light and pink, shining crystal luster when viewed from the side, just like transparent lotus root starch, very delicious.

Mo Xiaoman stretched out his small hand to grab Qiongqing's clothes, and struggled to stand up from his lap. Qiongqing sensed his intention and hugged him up. clear lips.

Qiongqing thought he was joking, turned his face away, but Mo Xiaoman didn't let go, caught up with Jiji and took another bite, this time he was afraid that Qiongqing would run away, so he bit hard, Qiongqing screamed in pain, and hurriedly hid Open, actually bleeding.

Mo Dai's family was stunned. This little pervert who just got four baby teeth, does he know that he has caused trouble?
Mo Xiaoman naturally didn't know, he still wanted to keep biting, but he didn't want his father, Mo Wuqing, to grab him by the ribs and take him away, and also spanked his little butts one after another.Mo Xiaoman felt pain, and burst into tears, but no one sympathized with him, Mo Wuqing hurriedly apologized to Qiongqing, and then went back to the room with the little pervert, God, my son bit the prince's mouth, how can this be Is good?

Mo Dai also apologized to Qiongqing, and Qiongqing smiled and said it was nothing, his lips were no longer bleeding, but the broken skin was very obvious, which made people feel very worried.Especially Mo Dai, who looked at Qiong Qing's mouth worriedly, and felt a little more guilty.

Not long after, Mo Xiaoman fell asleep crying, and after Mo Wuqing came out, he apologized to Qiongqing again.Seeing that Qiongqing really didn't care, Mo Wuqing breathed a sigh of relief.

The reason why Qiongqing stayed today was to learn how to weave bamboo boxes from Xu Shaolin. Since he learned how to weave straw baskets from Mo Dai that day, he felt that he might have the talent in this area.

Xu Shaolin was naturally willing to teach Qiongqing, but when he saw Qiongqing's hands without any calluses, jade-like complexion, slender fingers, and smooth and graceful knuckles, he hesitated: "Mr. Qing, this weaving is rough work. I Worried that your hand will be hurt!"

"It's okay, I've knitted it before, it won't hurt!" Qiong Qing recalled the time when Modai taught him to knit, although he felt his hand was scratched by a blade of grass, but he didn't feel it when he touched it. trace.How did he know that he had the ability to automatically heal for a day because he just drank the blood of Modai that day.

Xu Shaolin couldn't bear to discourage him, so he taught him, but in the end, his finger was scratched four or five places by the bamboo slices, and the blood kept flowing out, which made Ciena shed tears.

After Mu Qianche helped Qiongqing bandage up, Xu Shaolin refused to let him continue making up.Qiongqing sat in the dining room somewhat depressed.The three Mo Wuyun brothers who were doing embroidery work on the side couldn't bear it, but they also saw that Qiongqing didn't like embroidery.Mo Wu, who felt ashamed of Qiongqing because of his son Xiaoman's abruptness, suggested lightly: "Young Master Qing, why don't you go and learn how to make pastries from the wife master and brother Xiao Sheng!"

Qiongqing was taken aback, he hadn't thought about this, but his little servant Cilan was extremely excited: "My lord, let's learn, I'll be with you, and when I want to eat in the future, I can make it myself!"

Qiongqing and Ciyou came to the kitchen and saw Xiao Sheng making condensed milk. The two explained their purpose. Xiao Sheng smiled and said, "The wife is in the bakery on the right, so go there!"

In the pastry room, the fire in the stove was burning vigorously, and there were crackling sounds from time to time.What is baked in the oven is bread, and what Mode is making is biscuits.The biscuit molds are all made by Xiao Xiao with bamboo. Various shapes and patterns can be changed one by one with the molds, and small biscuits inlaid with patterns will be formed one by one. They only need to be baked in the oven.

When Qiongqing and Cigla came in, they saw that Modai was putting the biscuits formed in two iron pans on the shelf beside her, and then continued to knead and roll out the dough.When Mo Dai heard that they were going to learn how to make pastries, she doubted whether they would be able to continue, because making pastries has nothing to do with being smart or not, just like Mu Qianche, who can say that he is not smart?But he just doesn't know how to cook, even if he knows how to operate it, the food he makes is hard to swallow.To put it bluntly, it takes talent.

However, since they are willing to learn, she will not hide her secrets, so she explains while doing it, and after the explanation, let them start practicing from beating eggs and dough.

Porcelain glaze learns to beat eggs first, while Qiongqing learns to knead dough first.Seeing that Qiong Qing's sleeves slipped off from time to time, Mo Dai walked over to roll them up to his elbows for him, but she didn't know how she did it, the originally wide and wide sleeves stayed on her elbows obediently under her several folds .

Qiong Qing's arms were also slender and beautiful, her skin was like jade, and the pores were extremely difficult to find. A modern word is "porcelain skin".When Mo Dai was rolling up his sleeves for him, she accidentally touched it, it was slightly cool and warm, like fine jade.Naturally, Mo Dai didn't think much about it, but Qiong Qing was a little flustered by her seemingly non-existent touch, so when they met, she was a little absent-minded.

"Qionqing, raise your arms." Mo Dai's voice suddenly sounded from behind, and there was a momentary bang in Qiongqing's mind, as if she had returned to the day at the bottom of the valley, when she suddenly said, "Qionqing, open your mouth."

Qiong Qing's face turned red suddenly, but he belonged to the kind of person who can't be too red, but Ruyu's face was stained with two touches of blush, and the rosy halo was faint, beautiful beyond words.

"Raise your arms!" Modai said again, and Qiongqing raised her arms according to her words. Modai's arms came from behind, as if she was going to hug him, and at the same time, a faint scent of fragrance floated into his nose, and for a moment, Qiongqing Qing's body was as stiff as a stone, and her heartbeat was also chaotic.

Cilan looked at Mo Dai and Qiong Qing, although from his perspective he could clearly see that Mo Dai was putting on the apron to cover up the dirt on Qiong Qing, but the atmosphere between the two was so ambiguous that it made people blush and heartbeat, so he forgot to open the apron. Egg, just look at them so shyly.

Mo Dai tied up the apron for Qiongqing, and then instructed him to knead the dough. Seeing that he was kneading the dough decently, she looked at the porcelain glaze, but saw that he was looking at her and Qiongqing with flickering eyes, and there was a big smile on his face. Showing a strange red.

"Ceramic, what's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?" Modai asked.

(End of this chapter)