Zhang Rui patted Mo Nuan on the shoulder and sighed, "you child, why do you always work so hard? A girl as big as you, who is not dressed up well, go out on a date with her boyfriend at night and enjoy life, you are good. All the nights are dedicated to work. I really don't know how to say that you can't finish your work, The body is self-contained. What can you do if you break it down? "

Mo Wen spits out her tongue. She likes this kind of nagging, which is the taste of her mother. "Aunt, I like this kind of life and live a full life. Besides, your niece doesn't have to dress up

"That's true. You look like our old Zhang Jia. You are born beautiful. But if your mother is still here, how can she let you live like this? " Zhang Rui has a look of pain on her face. Her sister has been so strong all her life that she has reached the peak of her life. In the end, her husband betrayed her and killed herself.

The smile on Mo Nuan's face also froze. Uncle Bai Hesheng came out of the kitchen, and his apron had not been taken off. "You old lady are really going back to life. You always mention what you did in the past, and people will live in the present. You can't carry it clearly after you live most of your life. It's late, and you don't pour soymilk to xiaonuan. If xiaonuan is late and scolded by the leader, can you carry it for her? "

Zhang Rui glared at her husband, "OK, you nag early in the morning. The older you get, the more wordy you get. You're bored to death."

Mo warm eyes envied looking at her aunt and uncle, she yearned for this simple marriage, two people always keep the original intention of combining, hand in hand for a lifetime, this is not a great happiness.

He thought of Lu Chen in his mind. Mo Nuan rubbed his eyebrows, took the soybean milk from his aunt, and laughed at Zhang Rui. "Aunt, you're content. It's for the sake of your uncle's cooking for you for most of your life."

"That's all he can do."

Bai Hesheng and Zhang Rui teach in the same school. They have almost the same time to and from work, but the household chores are all handled by Bai Hesheng. Every time Zhang Rui enters the kitchen, he will be blasted out by Bai Hesheng, so that Zhang Rui's cooking skills are still terrible. There are few twists and turns along the way, and their feelings have been the same for decades.

"That's to say, my niece is very considerate. Some people even sell well when they get cheap. Where can I find a twenty-four filial husband like me?" Bai Hesheng agrees with Mo Nuan, pulls back his chair and sits down for breakfast, but he does not forget to push the prepared breakfast to Zhang Rui.

Zhang Rui knocked on Mo Nuan's head, "you girl, I'm your aunt."

Mo warm bit a small cage bag, "I am standing on the side of the truth."

"You are a girl with a long heart. You think I don't know. Since you like a man who can cook so much, I'll check your husband in the future. If you can't cook, I'll eliminate him directly."

"Yes, a good husband will not let his wife stay in the kitchen every day, and finally become a yellow faced woman, Xiao Nuan. You must find a man who can cook." On this point, Zhang Rui and Bai Hesheng's ideas are surprisingly consistent.

Mo warmed his hand and almost fell to the ground. Unconsciously, he thought of Lu Chen. How could a man like that cook? He pulled out a curve and said with a dry smile: "few men can cook now."

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