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Let Xiaoxi serve you

"A few days ago, we were eating instant noodles, and Xiao Xi came. She said that she used to cook for Chen Feng, and she cooked it at home that day. It was really delicious, so I want to learn to cook.

"Why can she do it but I can't?" An Hao didn't want to complain, it was just that she was not convinced.

When Ou's mother heard this, she immediately understood what An Hao meant. This child was jealous of Xiao Xi. But she thought there was nothing wrong with it. It was not wrong to be jealous of a woman approaching her man. There was no reason to let other women come into the house. She was stupid.

Just look at it.

"Okay, Mom will make some of Chen Feng's favorite dishes today, and you can watch from the side." Mother Ou put on her apron and prepared to cook herself.

"What does Chen Feng like to eat?" An Hao asked happily. She was originally worried that her mother-in-law would disagree, but she didn't expect to agree so quickly. This mother-in-law looks like a capable and strong woman on the surface, but she is actually quite easy to talk to!

"He, braised pork, black pepper beef, pineapple sweet-sour pork, braised chicken wings."

"It's really all about sex." Anhao laughed as she watched Ou's mother prepare.

"These two brothers have been difficult to take care of since they were young. You see, they are both mature and stable now. Not to mention how naughty they were when they were young." Although Ou's mother complained, she was smiling.

"It's great to have a mother to cook for you." Anhao couldn't help but sigh, perhaps because she was infected by Ou's mother's motherly love.

Only then did Ou's mother remember that Anhao had said that her mother had passed away.

"When did your mother die?" Ou's mother asked.

"When I was six years old." Thinking of those memories of her childhood, Anhao lost all her good moods. She was filled with disappointment, which, along with it, made her hate the underworld even more.

Seeing the deep sadness on An Hao's face, Ou's mother didn't ask any more questions, but she was also a mother and understood the child's desire to miss his mother, so she said sincerely: "What kind of food do you like to eat? Mom will give it to you today."

Cook what you like."

Anhao thought for a moment and replied, "Well, I'm not picky about food, but I prefer fish."

"Eating fish is good for your health and is also beautiful. I happen to have a live carp. Do you want it braised, steamed, boiled, or sweet and sour?" Ou's mother read out a series of ways to cook fish.

"Sweet and sour, I like to eat sour and sweet things."

"Okay, then sweet and sour."

"Thank you." It would be false to say that she is not touched. She has lost her mother since she was a child. Although her father dotes on her, he is busy with gang affairs and cannot cook for her himself. Her daily meals and meals are all taken care of by servants.

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"Thank you, my mother-in-law is not my mother anymore?!" Ou's mother complained with a smile and hurriedly started cooking.

While Ou's mother was cooking, Anhao was by her side, handing over soy sauce, vinegar or cooking wine from time to time. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were busy in the kitchen in harmony.

"What are you doing?" Ou Chenfeng finished chatting with his grandfather and came to the kitchen. What he saw was this scene of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law cooking together.

"Let's learn to cook." Anhao turned around and replied proudly.

"You learn how to cook? But it's time to learn how to do it, lest someone one day be so kind as to let Mrs. Chen go home to rest, and I have to eat instant noodles again." Ou Chenfeng mocked her in a mean-spirited way.

"Tch, let Xiao Xi cook for you. It's delicious." An Hao suggested nonchalantly.

Mother Ou was listening to the young couple bickering, lowering her head and snickering. This girl was obviously jealous to death in her heart, but she still had such a tough mouth.

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