Chapter 176: 176

Mingming thought that he won once and said that he would take Joe in front of him.

This necklace, just don't wear it!

However, when he really put it on as a bracelet, she was reluctant to take it off.

As he said, the bracelet is beautiful.

"I'm hungry. I'll cook. You wait."

"No! I'll go! "

He looked at her tenderly, smiled, and said, "last time I learned Xiaoguai's face, this time I also let Xiaoguai learn my cooking skills."

"You will?"

"Will it, just eat it."

“……”

"Wait on the sofa and come in a minute!"

Linglie finished, turned the wheelchair, and naturally slid towards the kitchen. Mu Tianxing looked at his distant figure, but she couldn't feel at ease. She took two steps forward. She thought to herself that even if she could help with the past, beating eggs and washing vegetables, it would be good.

However, he suddenly stopped the wheelchair and turned to look at her: "don't come here!"

"I just want to help you. I don't want you to work too hard," she said

"I don't want you to see me cooking. If you really want to see it, you can wait another six months, OK? "

His meaning is obvious. He will stand up in a moment, wash dishes, cook dishes and go back and forth. He doesn't want her to look at his unusual walking posture. Even if she has seen it once, he doesn't want her to see him again.

Mu Tianxing looks at him quietly, and his heart is aching.

Linglie smiled at her: "don't worry, I'll be fine soon."

He went.

A wheelchair, fish as flexible to slide away.

Mu Tianxing returned to the sofa and sat down, but he did not dare to watch TV or divert his attention.

Her whole back was tight, and her ears tried to listen to the movement in the kitchen, for fear that he fell down, or something happened, and she needed her help, but she didn't know.

This scene was also seen by zhuoran and his wife.

At first, Zhuo ran heard the sound of the lights being turned on in the living room, so he scanned the monitor and found that four young people had gone downstairs with Miss mu.

He watched them as they were getting along, and woke up qushiwen.

Because Qu's poems and essays are also tangled about this matter, she has some self reproach in her heart, even though she is only ordered by others.

When they turned on the monitoring voice and heard that four shaos were going to cook for Miss mu in person, they looked at each other, swallowed their saliva, and began to envy Miss Mu!

Four Shao will be as excellent as Qushi!

That's making fish.

This unique skill was taught by Ni Ziyang, the grandfather of the four young people, when he was in H city. In that year, four little legs could barely walk. Ni Ziyang made fish for him. After eating, he was full of praise and exclaimed that he would not be able to eat any more.

Therefore, Ni Ziyang told all the skills of making fish to the four young people and taught him all afternoon.

Four little is very clever, but one afternoon, has completely inherited the essence of Ni Ziyang to make fish.

Zhuo Ran is lucky enough to eat it once or twice a year. It's also during the Chinese New Year's festival. The four young people specially make cooking sauce.

"What can I do? I want to go out." Qushiwen said: "I pretended to pour water, then I passed four shaos and found fish, so I stopped by..."

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"Stop!" Zhuo ran chuckled, breaking her fantasy, and said: "these are four special performances in front of Miss mu. What we want is the atmosphere of the two people world. When you enter, you will not be completely destroyed."

Qu Shiwen spits out his tongue: "people want to eat it! You know, all over the world, there are only four little fish that can make a woman with such excellent cooking skills miss! "

"Ha ha ha ~" Zhuo ran smiled again: "little fool, if you want to eat fish, you must coax Miss Mu well. As long as Miss Mu orders, four young people must visit the kitchen in person!"

Hearing this, Qu Shiwen smiled happily: "yes! Husband, you are so smart! "

"Well, there's no fish to eat now. I'll do my best to make a fish and you'll eat it!"

"Ah! You think so! "

In the fight between zhuoran and his wife, the charming and lingering round is over. They close their eyes and go to sleep satisfiedly. Linglie, with two bowls of rice, slides out from the inside in a wheelchair.

At the sight of Mu Tianxing, he quickly catches up with him and takes the rice from him and puts it at the table.

"What else? Don't move. I'll go!"

"Wear gloves and be careful of scalding!"

"Good!"

Linglie didn't refuse her help. For one thing, it's not convenient for him to carry a whole basin of fish in a wheelchair. For another, he knows that when he is busy in the kitchen, the little girl must be very worried and uncomfortable.

When she came out with a bowl of fresh and tender fish, she couldn't help but wonder: "uncle, are you sure it's just you? I don't think that's what sister Ashi did in the early morning. It's hidden in it. After you go in, it's hot and it comes out again. "

Looking at his pianist's hands, they are white, tender and smooth. They don't look like hands with kitchen knives.

Mu Tianxing doubts the origin of this dish.

Linglie smiled and looked at her and said, "so, do you think I did a great job?"

In fact, he knew that she would be surprised when he brought them out, because every time he cooked, they were waiting outside with chopsticks in their hands.

"Not only great! I'll tell you, I just tasted one in the kitchen! Ouch, it's delicious! "

I can't imagine her uncle still has this skill. Mu Tianxing is extremely satisfied. I think I've earned it.

"Ha ha, just be happy."

He smiled, and then added, "if you like, I can learn to cook other dishes, and cook for you every day, OK?"

"Good!"

The little girl only cares about opening and eating. What he said, she answered her voice with complete disapproval and praised her continuously in her mouth.

But I don't know that a man really remembered her words in his heart, and determined to study cooking hard in order to get more praise and favor from her!

In the small dining room, the two faced each other like this, with a basin of fish between them, eating and chatting at the same time, completely forgetting the passage of time.

Mu Tianxing began to talk about the interesting things in Qingcheng, his hometown, and in the school. He talked about a lot of interesting things. He still kept fillets in his mouth.

Linglie listened quietly.

The more you listen, the more precious you think your baby is.

That hurt, but a basin of fish, has let her forget all.

The more heartless she was, the more ashamed she was of him.

The sky outside the window is gradually white. The cicadas chirp louder and louder, and the stars are shocked. A basin of fish has been eaten by them.

Stand up and stretch: "sleepy!"

He chuckled: "go back to sleep!"

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