The old woman next to her looked at them with a smile and brought them delicious mung bean soup.
That hateful expression was like looking at his grandson and his wife, it was so annoying!!!
He remembered the fact that Huanyan stood up like a little heroine to protect the young Xiao Yunnuo.
What a pity that I didn’t meet her earlier!!!
(Brother, even if you meet her earlier, you won’t protect you...How can you need someone to protect yourself like a tall, rich and handsome guy?... It’s all your share of bullying others...)
Why is God so unfair that Xiao Yunnuo met Huanyan ten years earlier than him???
No, he wants to make up for the past ten years, he must make up for it!!!
It starts with this bowl of mung bean soup at the beginning.
Situ Chenjue was so full of energy...
In fact, Situ Chenjue’s logic is quite strange. If Huanyan likes to drink Grandma Li’s mung bean soup, wouldn’t it be enough to invite Grandma Li to make mung bean soup? Is it okay to drink as much as I want?
But for a very stinky man who is possessive and feels that he can do anything and can handle everything, he thinks that little mung bean soup is nothing, and he must be able to settle it himself!
But I didn't expect that these round little mung beans and the burning gas stove gave him the biggest, which was simply a devastating blow.
Xie's mother looked at the big boss with a black thread, at a loss and busy look, and couldn't help but gently advise him: "Young master, don't be anxious. It's not a day when cooking something like this, and you're a big guy.
Men, cooking is something women do, so where is it something big men should do?”
"What do big men should do? What do you say is the dregs of feudal thought!"
Situ Chenjue rubbed his hands, covered in oil, ash, soy sauce and unknown things, rudely on his body, regardless of whether it was a high-end custom shirt.
"Uh..." Xie Ma thought to herself, how swollen the young master is today, and she speaks hard. I am leaving a paper for you. You actually said that I am the dregs of feudal thought. Be careful that I will take you.
This picture was taken and sent to the young lady for the picture...
Situ Chenjue glanced at her coldly: "It's natural for me to make things for my wife, but why is this thing so difficult to make? Xie Mom, come and teach me!"
Xie Ma smiled bitterly and said, "Young Master, this thing is talented and cannot be taught."
"Don't you both think I'm a fool? Okay, if you don't teach me, I'll go out and find someone!"
Situ Chenjue returned to the living room angrily, put on a coat, washed his hands, and then strode open the door and went out.
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Xie's mother looked at the kitchen that was in a mess, as if it had been invaded by an invading creature, and sighed in annoyance.
At this moment, when I turned my head, I found the young grandma standing at the door.
Xie's mother didn't expect that the young grandma would really come with her. She thought that the young master repeatedly told her that she would never tell her about making mung bean soup.
He quickly coughed in a cover-up manner, "Grandma, sorry, I'm so old that I'm so old that I'm so old that I'm making the kitchen look like this, don't laugh at me."
——That’s all today~~~~~~Will President Situ get rid of things like mung bean soup?