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33. A three-year-old boy who can be a female star (Part 1)

"In Xiaobao's heart, the most beautiful thing is his own mother, so your words don't count." Murong Wan said and took Xiaobao's hand into the room.

Next, Murong Wan wanted to help wash the vegetables, but Xiao Bao refused and finally kicked her out of the kitchen.

She could only stand at the door of the kitchen and asked: "My dear little baby, are you sure you don't want me as an adult to help?!!"

No wonder Xiaobao has always doted on her. She is now so small that even the height of the stove is not high enough.

Xiaobao was a little better. He put two bricks under his feet and finally it was higher than the stove.[

But she felt very guilty when such a young child washed her hands and made soup for her...

"Mom, just wait and see. Tomorrow I will go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to find some recipes and make some dishes that my mother likes. We don't have meat today, so please be patient." Xiaobao comforted Murong Wan while cooking.

Murong Wan smiled: "As long as it's Xiaobao's cooking, I like it."

Xiaobao's deep love alone is a thousand times better than any meat.

Xiaobao smiled when he heard this and started cooking with more energy.

Not long after, a dish of vinegared shredded radish and stir-fried cabbage was served.

Murong Wan nodded while eating: "Son, your cooking skills are getting better and better. Even with such simple ingredients, you can make it more delicious than the chefs of Tianmo Sect."

This point must be said to be Xiaobao's talent.

To be precise, Xiaobao is talented in all aspects, even the female celebrities are handled by Xiaobao.

"As long as Mom likes it." Xiaobao said and put a lot of vegetables into Murong Wan's bowl.

Because it was delicious, Murong Wan ate a few more bowls, and soon she discovered that the little baby had something on her mind.

"Just tell me if you have anything. Now we share the same difficulties and share the blessings. Don't hide everything in your mind. Xiaobao, you have to know that you are just a child, and I am the adult." Murong Wan walked towards the small child.

There were many dishes in the treasure bowl, and he smiled lightly.

Xiaobao hesitated for a moment, his face was solemn, and his lips pursed into a straight line: "The rice vat is out of rice. Should we go to the market to buy rice tomorrow?"

"Are you worried that we don't have spiritual stones? It's very simple. Tomorrow we will go to Tianmo Peak to pick up spiritual stones. Plus we have grown so many vegetables. We can pick some fresh ones before we go to the city the morning after tomorrow.

Take the radish to the market and exchange it for spiritual stones (spiritual stones are equivalent to currency in the world of immortality, just like the RMB we use.*^_^*). With the spiritual stones, you can naturally exchange them for rice." Murong Wan replied with a smile.

road.

What did she think was going on? Such a small problem was just a piece of cake.

Even though she is just a useless person now, she will never forget what she has learned. She keeps it in her mind and can use everything at any time.

When Xiaobao heard this, he nodded like a pound of garlic and let go of his heavy heart.

He had forgotten that his mother was once a talented girl in the world of cultivating immortals. How could such a trivial matter stump his mother?

At that moment, Xiaobao had an appetite and finished his meal quickly. He saw with sharp eyes that Murong Wan was going to wash the dishes, so he blocked her way and said, "I'll wash, and Mom will go and rest." [

"Can I contribute a little bit of my strength?" While Murong Wan was speaking, Murong Xiaobao actually snatched the bowl from her hand.

"It's not that I'm looking down on you. Your mother is unsteady when walking and falls easily. It would be a pity if you hurt yourself, but it would be bad if you break the few rice bowls you have." Xiaobao said as he entered the kitchen and started washing the dishes.

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