"Well, let's stop making trouble. Let's wash our hands quickly and then set out the dishes." Mu Qingyu turned on the faucet and said.
"Well, okay, mom." Mu Shangen also actively cooperated and reached his hand under the faucet.
Soon, both big and small hands were washed. Mu Qingyu took off Mu Shangen's blue jingle cat's small towel, grabbed Mu Shangen's little hand, and wiped the water on it.
Then, he hugged Mu Shangen, got off the stool, turned on the faucet, rinsed his hands, wiped them, held Mu Shangen's little hand, and walked out.
Seeing Li Xiaoran taking out the things in the bag outside, Mu Qingyu said: "Xiao Ran, you should also wash your hands. If you are late, you will not be responsible."
Li Xiaoran looked at Mu Shangen and said: "Well, tell your mother, please wait for Uncle Li for a while. Uncle Li goes back to change clothes. Don't eat up all the delicious food, leave a portion for Uncle Li!"
Listening to Li Xiaoran teasing Mu Shangen, Mu Qingyu smiled and looked at Li Xiaoran with a smile in his eyes, while Li Xiaoran looked at the little Mu Shangen.
"Well, Uncle Li, I told mom to leave a portion for Uncle Li!" Mu Shangen, like a little adult, let go of his hand holding Mu Qingyu's thigh and put it behind his back, saying.
When the two of them saw Mu Shangen's appearance, they were both amused by him. Li Xiaoran touched Mu Shangen's head and said very confidently: "Well done, I'll leave this matter to you, Li Xiaoran."
Uncle went to wash his hands."
"Yeah, let's put the dishes and chopsticks in place."
He took three pairs of chopsticks and handed them to Mu Shangen. Mu Shangen held the three pairs of chopsticks in his little hands and walked to the dining table. The dining table in the hospital was a coffee table, which was not very high. Therefore, the height of the four-year-old Mu Shangen was just above the table.
Little by little, Mu Shangen put the chopsticks on the dining table and divided them into three portions.
Mu Qingyu held stir-fried green beans and diced pepper meat, picked up shrimp and tofu, placed them on the dining table, and took out a bowl of Japanese-style beef with potatoes.
Three bowls of rice were filled and placed on the dining table, and the door was pushed open from the outside.
Finally, I took out the Wangzai milk I bought for Mu Shangen today, carefully wiped off the outside of the bottle, and placed it on the dining table.
After a while, Li Xiaoran washed her hands and walked out. Two men, one on the left and one on the right, sat on either side of her.
Li Xiaoran looked at the dishes on the table, his face filled with warmth and wanted to smile. There were three bottles of Wangzai milk on the table, and he immediately helped open them.
"Qingyu..." Li Xiaoran called her name.
Mu Qingyu did not turn around, holding the Wangzai milk in her hand, and replied: "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, I just feel like you have been away for a long time and suddenly came back, so I feel a little uncomfortable." Li Xiaoran suppressed his thoughts and could only choose the most tactful words to say.
"Really?" Mu Qingyu put the opened bottle of Wangzai milk in Mu Shangen's hand, then took a piece of shrimp and put it in Mu Shangen's bowl.
I don't know why, but when she leaves and comes back, she always feels a little strange.
Li Xiaoran just looked at Mu Qingyu's side face with fascination, as if the rain outside the window had stopped, the dark clouds parted, and the sun was revealed, shining on the woman in front of him.
At this moment, her skin seemed to have become transparent, and he could feel her breathing and hear her heartbeat.
Mu Qingyu watched Mu Shangen pick up the shrimps in the bowl and put them into his mouth, then looked back at Li Xiaoran,