Mo Jia responded, grabbed the car keys and walked out. Huanhuan called Mu Chuan directly from outside, "Mu Jang Geum?"
As soon as he heard this title, Mu Chuan's face dropped, and he said earnestly, "Miss Su, Miss Su, after all, you are also my wife and my mother. Please improve your cooking skills!"
Huanhuan put her hand on his shoulder discreetly and patted him comfortingly, "Oh, with you, Jang Jin, here, what should I be afraid of? It's the old rule, you cook hot food and I cook it cold."
Mu Chuanpi smiled but said, "Anyone we call here can do such a technical job."
Huanhuan was quite happy, "Oh, then I'll teach you all by yourself."
Mu Chuan gritted his teeth, "You are cruel."
"Concession."
Song Xiaojia smiled on the side and said, "Miss Su, do you need help?"
Muchuan's eyes lit up, "Can you cook?"
She nodded, "Simple home-cooked dishes are still okay, but those high-end dishes are not."
Mu Chuan said with a smile, "It doesn't have to be high-end or not, as long as it's edible!"
Huanhuan patted him and said, "Don't be lazy. Xiaojia is my guest today. Please go into the kitchen." Then, she lowered her voice and whispered in his ear, "Otherwise, I will ask Linglong today
I’ll sleep with you tonight!”
Muchuan shivered and entered the kitchen without saying anything.
At this moment, a gorgeous peacock with golden light all over its body landed in the yard. It waved its wings and the crown on its head to make sure that the shape was not disturbed by the wind, and then walked in with elegant steps.
He walked into the living room and was about to speak when he saw Song Xiaojia. He was stunned for a moment and cleverly closed his mouth.
Song Xiaojia stared at it in disbelief and pointed at it, "This... this... this is..."
Huanhuan was startled and quickly explained, "Haha, this is my domesticated peacock." After saying that, she blinked at Linglong. Linglong looked helplessly at this stupid woman, opened her mouth, and called out twice perfunctorily,
Then, I continued to walk elegantly upstairs, ready to take a comfortable hot bath, do a spa, and eat some wild fruits rich in vitamin abcdefg.
Song Xiaojia was stunned, "Miss Su, do you keep peacocks in your room?"
"Well...because we...respect the rights of birds!"
"But how can this peacock be golden? I have never seen it before, and..."
And I couldn’t tell what was awkward about it, maybe it was because its eyes were too conceited and proud, maybe it was because it was slightly stunned just now, in short, Song Xiaojia just thought it was too weird!
"Oh, it's not natural. That's the color I dyed it! It's just for good luck!" Huanhuan explained casually.
At this moment, Mozart's symphony came from upstairs...
Song Xiaojia took a breath of air, turned to look at Huanhuan, Huanhuan smiled weakly, "Alarm clock! Alarm clock..."
Fortunately, Mo Jia picked Youyou back from kindergarten not long after she was older. As soon as she entered the door, she threw herself into Huanhuan's arms and said sadly, "Mommy, Qiangqiang and Haohao had a fight today."
Huanhuan pulled her daughter to sit on the sofa, "Why?"
Youyou pouted her pink lips and said, "The teacher took us to play a game. Each group can only have one daddy and one mommy. Everyone chose me to be the mommy, and then they both competed to be the daddy.
Then the fight started.”
Upon hearing this, Huanhuan laughed out loud, leaned close to her daughter and asked in a low voice, "Which one of Youyou's favorite daddy is Qiangqiang or Haohao?"
"Su Huan Huan!"
Mojia took off his coat and walked straight over, glanced at her dissatisfied, and said coldly, "Neither of those two boys is suitable to be a father."
"Why?" Huanhuan and Su Xiaoyou asked in unison.
Mojia said indifferently, "I am too persistent in my goals, I can't hold my breath, I don't know how to use my brain, I only use violence to solve problems."
Mo Jia talked about a long list of shortcomings of the two children in one breath, which made Huan Huan dumbfounded.
No way, those are just two little boys who are only four years old!
Young Master Mo, you are mighty.
Su Xiaoyou was thinking about her father's words seriously, but she couldn't understand what he was saying. She was very distressed. Huanhuan patted her daughter's head and said, "Daughter, go wash your hands and get ready to eat."
"oh."
As soon as Su Xiaoyou left, Huanhuan yelled at Mo Jia, "Youyou have made friends, so don't criticize them casually."
Mo Jia raised his eyebrows and said, "It's their fault for not making progress."
Huanhuan laughed. As long as the issue of Youyou was mentioned, Mojia would become very serious, as if nothing was more important than his daughter's matter.
To be honest, sometimes, she really gets a little jealous.
Suddenly, she was shocked and quickly shook her head. Really, what nonsense was she thinking about? It was just that the relationship became a little harmonious and harmonious, and she started to have wild thoughts?
Song Xiaojia was always sitting on the sofa in a polite manner, watching a family of three having family interactions. As an outsider, she couldn't get a word in, so she couldn't help but hang her head.
Mu Chuan moved quickly, and soon a table of dishes was cooked. Huanhuan called Song Xiaojia to the restaurant, "Xiaojia, come and sit here!"
She arranged Song Xiaojia next to Muchuan, she and her daughter sat together, and Mojia sat in the main seat.
Mu Chuan's cooking skills are excellent, and the food on the table is no worse than the hotels outside. Huanhuan praised him while eating, and even Su Xiaoyou couldn't help but say, "Uncle Mu Chuan cooks the most delicious food in the world!"
Mu Chuan was so beautiful that she almost flew into the sky. The resentment just now was wiped away, "Eat more, eat more, you're welcome!"
Song Xiaojia was a little cautious about eating. She had never felt such a happy family atmosphere. However, she had always imagined that in the future, she would have a lovely child like Youyou with the person she liked and live in a beautiful house.
In the big house, the family had dinner happily...
It is exactly the same as the picture in front of me.
She was suddenly jealous of Su Huanhuan. What she had was almost her most perfect dream, but she achieved it so easily.
"Xiaojia, eat more!" Huanhuan picked up the vegetables and put them in her bowl. Song Xiaojia gathered her thoughts and smiled, "Thank you."
Keep your head down and eat very carefully.
"By the way, Xiaojia, what do you study in school?" Huan Huanxian came to ask.
Song Xiaojia picked up the napkin, wiped the corners of her mouth, and replied politely, "I like to draw."
"Aunt Xiaojia knows how to draw?" Su Xiaoyou's big eyes lit up instantly, and then she asked expectantly, "Aunt Xiaojia, can you teach Youyou?"