Long live Daddy: Mother of the Waste

Chapter 42
The screams of three women resounded outside Liuyueju, which was extremely ear-piercing.

Seeing this, Murong Wan said in unison: "It's really violent!"

"I learned from you. Don't worry, with me in the future, no one will dare to bully you brothers and sisters! Xiaobao, Bao'er, call me sister..." Xiaoxue rubbed her fists and looked at the two little guys carved with jade. Drooling color.

Her ultimate goal is to trick the two little guys into calling her mother, but the two kids seem very shrewd, so it's not easy to cheat.It's better to deceive their innocent feelings first, and then make plans for the future.

Murong Wan mother and son looked at each other, and said in unison again: "I'm sick!"

Xiaoxue's face was not good-looking.She helped the brother and sister drive away three bad guys, they didn't say a word of thanks, and they even called her sick, which part of her looks sick?

"I have never seen a child who is more ignorant than you. How can I find such a kind and caring fairy like me in this dangerous world..." Xiaoxue followed behind Murong mother and son, chattering endlessly.

In the evening, Xiaobao went into the kitchen for the first time to make dinner.

Bao'er stood at the door watching, Xiaoxue also stood at the door looking at the little handsome boy who was busy in the kitchen, shaking his head and sighing: "How nice it would be if this was my son?"

Her words attracted Murong Wan's sideways glance.

Are you kidding me, Xiaobao is Murongwan's son, Xiaoxue wants to snatch her son from her? !

For this kind of bad guy who wants to hit her son, he should be killed!

"I really can't stand it anymore." After Xiaoxue finished speaking, she stepped into the kitchen and said, "Xiaobao, I'll cook, you go and watch."

She stepped forward to twist the little guy up and put it aside.

How can there be such a poor child with a body that is not as tall as the stove, but who actually cooks?

Her flood of empathy, which vanished 5000 years ago, must make a loving meal for the poor fatherless pair.

Xiaobao didn't want to give up the position of cook, he knew his mother liked his cooking.

He was about to go forward when Murong Wan grabbed his little hand and said: "Xiao Bao, let her go, let her do all the housework in the future, as time goes on she will feel bored, so she will leave."

Although Xiaobao was unwilling, he obediently went back to the hall to wait for dinner.

Not long after, Xiaoxue came out from the kitchen with two dishes and one soup, which seemed to be good in color.

Murong Wan took a sip first, then his eyes lit up, and he praised without hesitation: "Vegetable soup can be so delicious."

"Of course, it doesn't matter who cooks, I can turn decay into magic." Xiaoxue replied snortly, adding another big bowl of soup to Xiaobao and Murongwan.

It's rare for the mother and son to have someone cook, and it's so delicious, it's very enjoyable.

Especially when Murong Wan ate the sixth bowl of rice, Xiaoxue watched in amazement: "Poor Bao'er, it must have been several lifetimes since I had such a delicious meal?"

"Yes, Xiaobao and I are the most pitiful children in the world. We have lost our parents since we were born. If it wasn't for Brother Maizi, we might have been taken away by wild wolves." Murong Wan sighed and almost wiped it off. A handful of bitter tears.

She sings and composes so well that Xiaoxue was taken aback for a while: "My dear boy, I will never let you brothers and sisters go hungry and cold with my sister here. Come, let's have another bowl."

She said, adding another bowl of rice for Murong Wan.

I thought that Bao'er would politely refuse, but who would have thought that this little girl took the rice bowl unceremoniously, buried her head in eating, and soon finished the bowl of rice completely.

(End of this chapter)