Sweet Wife in Palm: Mysterious Husband Loves Deeply

Chapter 875 It's So Amazing!

"We are not naive!" Ming Youyin hugged little Yuan Bao'er, loving her so much: "We are geniuses! Isn't that little Yuan Bao'er? We are geniuses!"

"Cai Cai!" The little guy danced and danced on Ming Youyin's lap: "Eat Cai Cai!"

Ming Youyin laughed and pinched his chubby face, "You're a genius, not a vegetable eater, you little foodie!"

When it comes to eating, Murong Jin thinks of the flowers in his hands, and smiles and says to everyone: "I'll fry flowers for everyone, and drink them with afternoon tea."

"Fried flowers? Okay!" Ming Youyin said enthusiastically, "I've heard that flowers can be fried and eaten, but I haven't eaten them yet. I just learned about them today."

"Then I'll do it." Murong Jin walked towards the living room.

She has cooked here twice and knows where the kitchen is.

Seeing her walking into the living room with flowers in her arms, Ming Youyin raised her head and asked Mo Bai who was teasing little Yuan Baoer: "Did you meet halfway?"

"No," Mo Bai said, "I went to the woods to pick flowers, and this girl was sitting under the tree crying, and it was a sad cry. I really couldn't see it, so I called her."

"No wonder, your eyes are swollen," Ming Youyin said, "I thought you were bullying others."

"Is it possible?" Mo Bai poked Xiao Yuan Bao'er's tender face and said, "Am I such a tasteless person?"

"You must be!" Ming Youyin said, "Anyway, you don't have the word 'pity the fragrance and cherish the jade' in your dictionary. "

"Brother, look, my sister-in-law is labeling me again." Mo Bai turned his head to look at Zhan Yunting and complained, "Brother, tell me, does not pity the fragrance and cherish the jade have anything to do with the lack of product?"

Zhan Yunting put a laptop on his lap, was busy looking at the screen, and said without raising his head, "Your sister-in-law is right."

Mo Bai raised his forehead: "Brother, you are hopeless! Did you hear what my sister-in-law said? Just say that my sister-in-law is right."

"It doesn't matter if you hear it or not," Zhan Yunting stared at the computer screen: "Everything your sister-in-law says is right."

Mo Bai: "...Baby feels so miserable!"

Ming Youyin made a face at him, "What a big baby! The fake baby is suffering, but our real baby is always happy! Right little Yuan Baoer?"

Ming Youyin shook Little Yuanbao's body.

The little guy cheered with a "giggle" and clapped his hands to applaud Ming Youyin.

"Baby is so good!" Ming Youyin kissed him vigorously, "Auntie Xiaojin's fried flowers will be fried later, let Xiao Yuanbao eat first, okay?"

Although the little guy is young, he is also a snack foodie, just close to his mouth, his eyes light up when he hears the word eat, and he dances even more vigorously.

"Are you tired?" Han Tianxue took the little guy over: "It's getting heavier and heavier."

"Heavier means we are healthy, right, baby?" Ming Youyin shook his sore arm and asked Mo Bai, "Why is Xiao Jin crying? Did you argue with Murong Shi again?"

"It seems that there is her mother?" Mo Bai said, "I didn't ask in detail, anyway, that's what happened!"

"What's the matter?" Ming Youyin glared at him: "Aren't you going to help others soon? You save him once, and you really treat him as your maid?"

Mo Bai shook his head and sighed: "The slave master has shown his power again! As a slave, what can I do?"

"Get out!" Ming Youyin spat at him, "Hurry up and help!"

Mo Bai shook his head and sighed, obediently walked towards the living room.

Murong Jin, who was busy in the kitchen, heard footsteps and looked back.

Seeing that it was Mo Bai, she called out "Brother Mo Bai", "Why are you here?"

Mo Bai said: "My slave owner asked me to help."

Murong Jin pursed his lips and smiled, picked up a snake fruit, "It's freshly washed, do Brother Mo Bai like it?"

Mo Bai nodded, "I like it."

Murong Jin said, "Then wash your hands."

Mo Bai glanced at her with a strange look.

Inexplicably, he felt that there was another housekeeper in his family, what was going on?

His slave owner was like this, whenever he ate something, he would ask "Have you washed your hands?"

Or "Wash your hands!"

The point is, let him wash his hands while drinking a glass of juice without using his hands.

Playing games is not dirty, you have to wash your hands!
Just ask if you are bothered?

Are you bothered?
He is bored.

But the amazing thing is that he still likes to live with his brother's house when he is so annoying.

He would rather be annoyed every day than go back to live in his own villa area.

Humans... just like self-contradictions!
He washed his hands honestly with emotion, and took the snake fruit that Murong Jin handed him.

While handling the flowers, Murong Jin asked him, "Brother Ah Bai, what would you like to eat tonight?"

Mo Bai leaned on the side and gnawed on the snake fruit: "What are you best at?"

Murong Jin turned to look at him: "I'm good at a lot of dishes, chicken, duck, fish, I can make special dishes."

She paused and said, "Brother Mobai, there are fresh fish in my water basin. Did you catch them? Do you like fish? I'll cook fish for you tonight."

"My brother and my sister-in-law caught it," Mo Bai said, "I saw a mermaid fall into the river before I caught any fish. I didn't catch any fish, but I saved a mermaid."

Murong Jin was stunned for a moment before realizing that the mermaid was talking about her.

Even her ears and neck were red.

If it was another person, she would definitely think that she was teasing her deliberately when she said this.

But hearing Mo Bai's casual tone, she knew that Mo Bai was talking casually.

She quickly turned her back to Mo Bai, fearing that he would see something strange about her, so she changed the subject: "Then does brother Mo Bai like to eat fish?"

Mo Bai said, "I like it."

"Then brother Mobai, do you like braised food? Or spicy food?" Murong Jin said, "I heard from Sister Yinyin that you like sweet and spicy food."

"It's fine," Mo Bai said, "I like steamed Chinese sturgeon, and I like other fish braised in soy sauce or spicy."

"Okay, I'll make a note," Murong Jin said, "Then let's cook a braised salmon tonight, then a spicy fish head, then sweet and sour short ribs, pineapple sweet and sour pork, anchovy shark's fin, oily spicy chicken, Bergamot golden rolls, hydrangea red shells, um... just make flavored eggplant sticks and golden pumpkin for vegetarian dishes, brother Mobai, do you think it will work?"

"You can see and do it," Mo Bai laughed, "I don't know half of the name of your dish, but it's just right, if you tell them all, there will be no surprises."

"Well," Murong Jin pursed his lips and smiled, "There will be surprises, all of which are my specialties, and all the dishes I have tasted are delicious."

Mo Bai said: "I have confidence in your cooking skills."

The fresh flowers were wrapped in the sauce made by Murong Jin, and the aroma immediately overflowed.

Looking at her concentrated and busy face, Mo Bai felt that she was impeccably beautiful.

He couldn't help but clicked his tongue, "Tell me, is your mother's eyesight bad? You are such a good daughter, she is beautiful, has a good temperament, is capable, filial, and can cook such delicious meals. How can she Will she be partial to your stupid sister? Even if she is partial, she should be partial to you, right?"

Putting the flowers into the pot, Murong Jin quickly fished them out and put them on the dinner plate with only one turn.

One by one, she patiently put the juice-wrapped flowers into the pot, picked them up, put them into the pot, picked them up, and said softly: "Probably not enough fate!"

The relationship between mother and daughter is shallow.

There is only a relationship for life, not a relationship for nourishment.

It can only be explained that way.

(End of this chapter)