I really don't want a second marriage

the second day

Han Muzi seemed to smell the smell of food in her sleep. She touched her stomach and turned over.

I didn't eat because I went to the party last night.

When I came back, I only ate a bowl of noodles and rested with Xiaomi beans. I'm really hungry now, so I can smell the aroma of food

Han Muzi thought for a moment, took a look at the sunshine outside the window, took out her mobile phone and took a look at the time, only to find that the millet bean sleeping on her side last night was missing.

Stunned, Han Muzi put on her clothes and went downstairs. Unexpectedly, she saw food on the table.

Her first thought was whether Xiaoyan came back?

As a result, when I came to the door of the kitchen, I saw a dwarf standing on the stool, stretching out his small hand and struggling to get the things on the cabinet.

Seeing this scene, Han Muzi's face changed slightly, but he didn't make a sound. He watched Xiaomi Dou take things down and walked forward with a sigh of relief.

"What were you doing?"

Hearing Han Muzi's voice, Xiaomi Dou was startled. His dark eyes blinked with an innocent expression: "Mommy, I was cooking just now."

"Cooking?" Han Muzi frowned. "When did you learn to cook? Do you know how dangerous it was just now? Standing so high, what if you fall down?"

God knows that when she saw him standing on the chair and stretching his hand to hold things, Han Muzi's heart almost jumped to her throat. She was afraid that he would fall down carelessly. What should I do then?

But no matter how nervous and afraid he was, he didn't dare to scold him at the first time. He was afraid that he would be frightened by himself if he shouted directly.

"Mommy, don't worry. Xiaomi Dou will be very careful and won't fall down!"

He seriously stressed it to Han Muzi, then walked forward, put the dishes and chopsticks on the table with his small ass, turned and greeted Han Muzi: "Mommy, come and have breakfast."

Han Muzi was so angry with his behavior that she felt pain in her brain and stood in place without moving.

Seeing that she had been standing there, Xiaomi Dou had to take the initiative to come over and hold her hand, but Han Muzi couldn't pull it, so she had to say softly: "Mommy, Xiaomi Dou knows wrong, and won't stand so high next time."

"Next time?" Han Muzi narrowed her eyes.

So Xiaomi bean quickly changed his mouth: "there will be no next time, Mommy. Mommy really doesn't eat my hard-made breakfast? It will be cold later."

Han Muzi: "

Speaking of this, Han Muzi has a soft heart.

Yes, this is her baby son's breakfast made for her early. How can she not eat it? Isn't that a waste of his mind?

Seeing Han Muzi's expression loosened, Xiaomi Dou hurriedly took her to the table and sat down.

They sat together and Han Muzi looked at the breakfast in front of them.

In fact, it's very simple. It's a poached egg fried by Xiaomi beans, as well as freshly baked bread and soybean milk.

Because Xiaoyan specializes in cooking, there should be a lot of things at home.

Han Muzi pursed her lips, took a bite of the poached egg and found that the egg was just fried and delicious.

Some accidents, she looked at Xiaomi Dou, who was looking forward to her.

"Mommy, is it delicious?"

The look of expectation in her eyes seemed to be waiting for her praise.

Naturally, she won't be stingy about her praise for her son. Han Muzi nodded and smiled: "it's much better than Mommy imagined."

"Thank you, Mommy! Then Mommy can eat more. If mommy likes, Xiaomi beans can be made for Mommy every day in the future."

Han Muzi: "

Suddenly she felt that the egg she swallowed was not so fragrant and tender. She thought about it and asked softly, "Xiaomi bean, what does it mean to learn to do these?"

"Well, Mommy, who just learned recently."

Han Muzi paused, "did Xiaomi bean lie?"

"Mommy?"

"Just learned, how can you do so well? Tell mommy, when did you learn it? And why did you learn it?"

"Hee hee." Xiaomi Dou showed her child's unique innocent smile and said seriously, "Mommy, is this praising Xiaomi Dou? I didn't learn it specially, but I often follow aunt Xiaoyan, so I learned it slowly."

Follow Xiao Yan?

Xiaoyan is always responsible for the three meals of the three of them. Han Muzi sometimes cooks by herself when she is empty, and sometimes Xiaomi beans will watch.

But... Most of the time she doesn't cook much.

"Mommy is sometimes too tired, so Xiaomi Dou wants to share some for Mommy."

Hearing this, Han Muzi felt very uncomfortable. She never wanted to make her children more considerate than other children.

Because in that case, it shows that her child's growth environment does not have too much favor, so that he can slowly grow into a small adult.

But now Xiaomi Dou is still so considerate, which shows that she doesn't care enough about him at ordinary times.

Thinking of this, Han Muzi didn't speak any more. She silently ate the poached eggs and drank soybean milk again.

She didn't smile in the whole process. Xiaomi bean looked at her unhappy appearance and asked some depressed: "is Xiaomi bean not delicious? So Mommy is not happy?"

Han Muzi reacted, quickly smiled again and denied: "no, Xiaomi beans are doing well."

She reached out and rubbed Xiaomi Dou's head and whispered, "but don't get up so early to make breakfast for Mommy next time. You're just a child. You just need to wait for mommy to make it, or if you want to eat, tell mommy and Mommy will get up, okay?"

Xiaomi Dou blinked and finally nodded, "I know, Mommy!"

"Don't pretend to promise, keep it in mind!" Han Muzi told again.

"MMM!!!"

*

Han Jia

"Hmm..." Xiao Yan slept very hard. He turned over but suddenly fell off the bed with a plop.

Bang!

The body fell directly on the hard floor. Xiaoyan, who was still sleeping very dead, was directly awakened by the pain. She covered her fallen arm and sat up slowly with a confused face.

What's going on

She remembered that her bed was against the wall and had railings.

Because of her sleeping habit, her bed was specially made. How could she fall down?

Xiaoyan scratched her hair crazily, but the next second she saw an unexpected figure.

On the balcony connecting the room, there was a slender figure sitting there. Because he was reading, he only showed a side face.

He was almost bathed in the sun. The morning sun was particularly soft, which made his whole lines gentle.

Xiaoyan looked at it and unconsciously made a flower mania. He held his face in his hands and looked at Han Qing so blankly.

How nice!

"If only I could see the male god in my dream every day."

Not yet, Xiao Yan also sighed.

As a result, Han Qing actually moved at this time. Her indifferent eyes fell on her face and her thin lips opened gently.

"Wake up?"