"Hey, it's so boring!" Muxue sighed as she lay on the table out of boredom, poking the teapot with her slender hands.
Xiaohu, who had just entered the door, couldn't help but shook her head. The young lady started her daily required lessons again, sighed and poked the teapot! She really wanted to take the teapot and take a look at it, but she was really afraid that one day she would find the teapot when she picked it up.
There's a hole in it!
I put down the fresh water I had just brought and looked around, but I didn't see any sign of Fan'er.
"Where is the young master?"
"I don't know where he went to play. He almost doesn't recognize me as a mother anymore!" He pouted in a somewhat complaining tone.
"How come you don't know mother?"
A small figure appeared at the door, ran over quickly, and jumped directly into Mu Xue's arms.
She raised her pink face and her dark eyes sparkled, "Even if I don't know anyone anymore, I will never forget my mother!"
The corners of her mouth raised slightly, and before she could burst into a smile, she heard the words that made her freeze in place, "When Mom makes mistakes, I have to punish Mom!"
The hand holding Fan'er was trembling a little. Seeing Fan'er's extremely serious look, Mu Xue was speechless. It turned out that remembering herself was just to punish herself one day!
"Is it because of this that you have to remember your mother?"
"En" nodded seriously, Fan'er looked serious.
"Isn't it?" Muxue went a little crazy and couldn't help shouting to the sky. She lowered her head and glanced at Fan'er, "Are you still my son?"
"Yes!" Fan'er responded noncommittally, and Fan'er looked at Muxue in surprise. How could my mother ask such an idiot question?!
"Then you still treat your mother like this, me?" Mu Xue pointed at herself with a slender finger, and Muxue complained.
"Who told you to punish me all the time?"
Muxue was speechless and rolled her eyes. That's not because you made a mistake! Why is this child so petty like his father?
Murong Qian, who was training the army, couldn't help but sneeze. Who was talking about him behind his back?!
"Haha, I lied to you!" She raised her eyebrows slightly, put on a smile, and rubbed her arms into Muxue's arms. "Mom is the best to me, how could I forget that!"
My heart was filled with emotion, and Muxue pursed her lips in joy!
Gently pushing Fan'er away, Mu Xue's pretty face sank, pretending to be angry, "You actually learned to lie!"
Fan'er was startled, then stuck out his tongue in embarrassment, smiled, and tried to pounce on him again.
"Stand still! Stop smiling so playfully!"
The voice suddenly rose, and Fan'er immediately stopped and froze on the spot, looking at Muxue in surprise.
"Have you mastered the books I asked you to memorize today?"
"Yes." He nodded timidly and glanced at Muxue with his dark eyes.
"Then come back and listen!"
"Oh." He rolled his eyes and shook his head in a dignified manner. Fan'er said slowly, "The Master said: "Isn't it a pleasure to learn and practice from time to time? Isn't it a pleasure to have friends coming from afar? People don't know.
If you don't feel angry, isn't that a gentleman?"
The sound of reading was clear and sweet. Murong Qian, who had just entered the door, felt happy and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
It's late at night and the moon is high.
The two people on the bed were chatting incessantly.
"Qian, do you think I'm a little strict with Fan'er?" He raised his pretty little face and his big, smart eyes were full of questions.
"No, I think it's good. You're doing it for him too! Stop thinking about it!" He took Mu Xue with his big hands and held her in his arms. Murong Qian was a little intoxicated by the fragrance of her hair.
"Tomorrow is Fan'er's birthday. How about we spend time with him?"
"Okay, I'll listen to you!"
"Then you have to come back early tomorrow. I'm going to cook something delicious myself! Haha," Mu Xue said with a somewhat excited tone, looking intoxicated.
"Really?" His bright eyes suddenly burst out with a strange light, and Murong Qian couldn't help but raise his voice.
"Of course it's true!" Mu Xue pouted her lips angrily and rolled her eyes at him. He actually didn't believe what she said! Damn it!
"Then I will definitely come back early tomorrow! The tone is light but extremely firm, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. You must know that he has been thinking about her cooking for several years!
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After breakfast, Muxue lay lazily on the table, thinking about what dishes to cook.
'Bang Dang' The door of the room was pushed open, and Fan'er, dressed in white and wearing a small mandarin jacket, walked in holding a book.
"Mom, what are you carrying today?"
"No need to carry it today, let's go out and play!"
Well? Is this such a good thing? His dark eyes suddenly became bright and he looked at Muxue in surprise.
Seeing that Muxue didn't say anything else, Fan'er ran away like a rabbit, his eyes looking back from time to time, for fear that Muxue would regret it.
"Fan'er!"
Muxue's friendly voice came from behind, and Fan'er suddenly froze in place. See, mother regretted it?!
Her little faces were wrinkled together, and she slowly turned her head, only to see Muxue standing at the door with a tender face and crooked eyebrows.
"Remember to come back early for dinner, Mom will prepare delicious food for you!"
Well? What is this situation?
Monk Fan'er Zhang Er was confused and looked up at the sun. He didn't come out from the west either. Why is your mother so strange?!
I went to Nanming Pavilion to play with Di'er for a while. Fan'er felt bored and ran back to Xiling Pavilion. (Di'er's name is Murong Qiudi and she is Murong Zhe's daughter)
"Where's my mother?" After walking around Ming Xueyuan and seeing no sign of Muxue, Fan'er stopped a boy.
"The second young lady is in the kitchen~~"
Before he finished speaking, Faner ran away in a hurry!
In the huge kitchen, there was only Muxue, cutting vegetables with a face full of intoxication and humming a little tune.
"Mom, what day is it today? Why do you have to cook for yourself?"
"Today is today." Mu Xue smiled pretending to be mysterious, and tapped Fan'er's nose with her slender fingers. "It's your birthday!"
"Birthday?" Fan'er was stunned for a moment, then grinned, "I forgot about it, haha, what delicious food are you planning to give me?"
"Then what do you want to eat?"
"Braised lion's head, sweet and sour fish, braised prawns~~~" Fan'er said a lot of witty words.
Muxue was speechless and her face twitched a little. I bet he really thought of her as a chef, she said so much at once!
"Mom, what's wrong with your face?" Fan'er raised her dark eyes and looked at Muxue with a worried expression.
"No~~it's okay!"
"Mom, hurry up and make it, I want to eat it so much!" Fan'er looked at Muxue expectantly, slapping her hands and licking her lips exaggeratedly.
"Okay." Looking at him, Mu Xue couldn't help but laugh.
After working all morning, Muxue finally finished all the dishes!
Wiping off the sweat on his face, he punched his aching waist, and looking at his masterpiece, Mu Xue smiled happily!
"It smells so good!" Fan'er, who had been standing next to him, sniffed hard and stretched out his little hand to pick up the prawns.
‘Pa’ the little hand was slapped off by a big hand.
"You kid! Let's eat together when your father comes back!"
Fan'er glanced at Muxue sadly, her face wrinkled and asked, "Is it my birthday, or is it my dad's?"
"Huh?" Muxue was stunned and didn't react for a while.
Seeing Fan'er's increasingly wrinkled face, Mu Xue hurriedly leaned down, "Of course it's Fan'er's birthday! Fan'er, do you want dad to come back and celebrate your birthday with you?"
"I want to" nodded heavily, Fan'er looked sure.
"Then we have to have dad come back and eat together, right?"
"Yes, but~~" Looking at the tempting food, Fan'er wanted to say something else.
"Stop it!" Mu Xue pulled Fan'er over and said with squinted eyes, "Fan'er, do you want to eat birthday cake?"
"Is it tasty?"
“Delicious, of course it’s delicious!”
"Then I want to eat, mother, do it quickly!" Fan'er clapped her hands excitedly, urging Muxue.
After successfully lighting the fire, Muxue filled the pot with water, asked Fan'er to add firewood, and then went to the side to knead the noodles!
After adding some eggs and milk to the noodles and stirring them with chopsticks, Mu Xue came over with a basin.
Strange, why hasn’t the water boiled yet?!
The fire in the stove was burning brightly, and the flames kept beating. Fan'er looked excited and kept adding firewood to it. This was his first time playing this!
Putting down the basin, she walked closer in surprise. Mu Xue lifted the lid of the pot and felt a rush of hot air rushing towards her face. She couldn't help but take a few steps back.
"Fan'er, stop burning!"
"I haven't had enough fun yet!" Fan'er reluctantly dropped the firewood in his hand, stood up sadly, glanced at the pot with his handsome eyes, and was stunned!
"Huh? Why is the water gone?"
"I asked you to burn it dry, so why do you still have it?"
Fan'er stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, then raised her pretty face, "Mom, I will never boil the water dry next time!"
"Are you still thinking about next time?"
"Haha, mother, let me play again~~ Burn it again!" Fan'er smiled and walked to Muxue's side, pulling hard on the corner of her clothes with her little hands.
Unable to bear Fan'er's insistence, Mu Xue agreed, but she felt a little uneasy and simply stood aside and watched.
After struggling for a long time, the cake is finally out of the oven!
Mu Xue spread a thick layer of cream on the cake, drew two more flowers, paused, and wrote six more words on it, "Happy Birthday Fan'er!"
"Mom, how do you want to eat this?" Fan'er couldn't help but ask as it was the first time she saw something with flowers painted on it.
"Of course you eat it with your mouth!"
"Oh" responded lightly, Fan'er stuck out his head, pouted his little mouth, and slowly approached the cake.
Just when the mouth and the cake were about to come into close contact, Faner was grabbed by Muxue!
Raising her head sadly, staring at Muxue with her dark eyes, Fan'er pouted, "Do you still want to wait for daddy to come back to eat together?"
"kindness"
"When will Daddy come back?" Fan'er muttered, with a grimace on his face, and shouted loudly to the door, "Dad, please come back quickly!"
"What, Fan'er misses daddy?" Murong Qian, dressed in white, walked in with a smile on his face, stretched out his big hand and picked up Fan'er.
"Well, I want to die!" Her eyes were fixed on the cake on the stove. I really want to eat it!
Murong Qian was a little flattered, with a surprised look on his face, and glanced at Muxue with his eyes as bright as stars.
Muxue was speechless, with a smile on her lips, and she nuzzled towards the cake.
Following her line of sight, Murong Qian slowly turned his head and suddenly felt relieved when he saw the cake. It turned out that he didn't miss himself, but wanted to eat it!
"You take Fan'er back first. I'll heat up the food and then you can eat!"
"Oh" Murong Qian responded lightly, hugged Fan'er and turned around to go out!
An Eight Immortals table is filled with a variety of dishes, with bright colors and fragrant aromas, which make you very appetizing!
Murong Qian couldn't help but swallow his saliva, pulled out a chair, and sat down.
He picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of fish, put it in his mouth, and tasted it carefully, "It's delicious!"
Then he picked up another prawn and stuffed it into his mouth.
Murong Qian here is eating with gusto, but Fan'er over there~~~
Fan'er was holding the rice bowl and occasionally taking a bite. His dark eyes would glance at the cake next to him from time to time. He really wanted to eat that!
Looking at Fan'er's appearance, Mu Xue smiled helplessly!
He stood up slowly, picked up the cake, and placed it on the corner of the table.
Fan'er immediately put down the bowl and chopsticks, jumped off the chair, stood next to Muxue, and drooled over the cake.
Seeing Mu Xue coming over with a knife, Murong Qian was shocked and asked blankly, "Xue'er, what do you want to do?"
"Cut the cake, what else do you think!" Mu Xue rolled her eyes at him, picked up the knife, and cut the cake into several pieces neatly.
He placed the cake on a prepared plate and handed it to Fan'er and Murong Qian. Mu Xue also took a piece of it, closed his eyes, and took a lick of it with intoxication.
"It's so delicious!" Fan'er raised her head that was about to be buried in the cake, her bright eyes sparkling, "Mom, I have a birthday tomorrow!"
Murong Qian licked the cream on his lips with his red tongue, and murmured vigorously, "It's so sweet!"
"Then I'll do it the day after tomorrow!" Murong Qian teased like a child.
Muxue was speechless. You can celebrate your birthday on any day you want?!