Aunt Wu took the paper handed over by Nian Mu and couldn't help but praise her handwriting, "Ms. Nian, your handwriting is so beautiful."
The flowing clouds and flowing water, the writing strokes are like clouds and smoke.
Nianmu felt a little embarrassed by the praise and smiled lightly.
Aunt Wu added: "My little grandson has just started to learn to write. It would be great if his handwriting in the future can be as neat as yours."
"You can let children try copybooks," Nian Mu said. Now her three children are using copybooks to practice calligraphy and are also learning calligraphy.
This is all to enable children to write beautiful handwriting in the future.
"Well, I also asked my daughter-in-law to buy it. This word is so beautiful." Aunt Wu sighed again, folded the paper and put it in her wallet, "Ms. Nian, I will buy these medicinal materials tomorrow morning."
"Well, thank you. By the way, there's nothing going on here. Aunt Wu, please get off work first." Nian Mu said. Aunt Wu had completed all the work, so Nian Mu asked her to go home first.
"Okay, I'll go back first. Madam Nian, please go to bed early." Aunt Wu was happy to get off work early.
After Aunt Wu left, the whole villa became quiet.
After Nian Mu returned to the bedroom to wash up, he sat on the bed and read a book, waiting for Mu Shaoling to come back from get off work.
Although she was a little sleepy, she wanted to wait until Mu Shaoling came home before resting.
Ten o'clock in the evening.
Mu Shaoling drove back to the villa. After parking the car, he went directly upstairs. Their bedroom door was ajar and light came from inside.
His heart warmed, and the light shone brightly. Nianmu hadn't rested yet, waiting for him.
Mu Shaoling opened the bedroom door and saw Nian Mu leaning on the bedside and reading a book.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, she looked up at him, their eyes met, and there was more tenderness in each other's eyes.
Nian Mu smiled slightly and said, "You are back."
"Well, why are you still up so late?" Mu Shaoling asked. "Not sleepy yet." Nianmu put the book on the bedside table. He didn't have a good rest last night, so he could only rely on coffee and caffeine to refresh himself during the day.
The excitement has long passed. Of course she is sleepy now, but no matter how sleepy she is, she wants to wait for Mu Mu tonight.
Shaoling comes back and rests.
Seeing her tenderness, Mu Shaoling smiled slightly and heard her ask again: "Aunt Wu made pork rib soup and left some for you. Do you want to drink it?"
"Okay." Mu Shaoling nodded.
Nian Mu thought for a while and asked again: "Or are you hungry? Use pork rib soup as the soup base, and the next noodles will also be very good."
Mu Shaoling naturally would not refuse the noodles offered by Mu Xia. His eyes flashed and he nodded again, "Okay, then noodles."
"I'm going to do it now." Nianmu said, then got out of bed and put on his cotton slippers.
"Well, I'll put the documents away first." Mu Shaoling said. Knowing that Nian Mu was waiting for him, he didn't even have time to put down the briefcase he was carrying, so he opened the door and eagerly wanted to see her.
He pushed open the door to the bedroom opposite, put down the document bag, and followed Nian Mu's footsteps downstairs.
Nian Mu walked into the kitchen, put the pork rib soup that Aunt Wu had saved into the pot to heat, and then washed some cabbage.
When the pork rib soup was slightly hot, I put the noodles down, fried a poached egg, and mixed a light sauce.
Because the soup base is pork rib soup, she did not add a thick sauce to add flavor to the noodles, but chose to use a light flavor so as not to cover up and change the taste of the soup base.
It was already ten minutes after the noodles were cooked.
Nianmu brought the hot noodles to the dining table.
Mu Shaoling looked at the noodles in the bowl and then at Nian Mu's fingers.
She just came out with the bowl in hand. He noticed that her fingers were red, and he frowned and held them, "Is it burned?"
Nianmu lowered her eyes and looked at her red fingers. They were indeed burned by the heat in the bowl, but she didn't feel hot.
She is no longer the Ruan Bai she used to be. A little bit of heat can make her hands turn red and trigger her pain.
The medicine on the horror island and the training had already numbed her pain nerves a lot.
Not only her, but anyone trained on the Terror Island will do this.
Nianmu shook his head, saying that he didn't feel any pain, "No, it doesn't hurt."
"It's all hot." Mu Shaoling said, remembering that Ruan Bai was very afraid of pain in the past. As long as it was hot dishes, he would wear insulated gloves before handling them.
For such a delicate and arrogant person, his pain-sensing nerves are now so numb.
Mu Shaoling felt heartbroken and pitiful.
"It really doesn't hurt. Eat it quickly, the noodles won't taste good when they are soft." Nian Mu urged, taking out his hand and taking a look.
It was just a little red, not a burn at all. Her skin was not that delicate.
Her eyes fell on the noodles again.
The noodles in the bowl looked delicious, along with a small handful of cabbage and a poached egg on top.
A very simple late night snack, but it looks extremely delicious.
Mu Shaoling picked up the chopsticks and did not eat immediately. Instead, he asked her, "Do you want to eat together?"
Nian Mu shook his head, "I'm not hungry."
"There are too many noodles. I will be too full to rest after eating them all. Can you eat some with me?" Mu Shaoling said again.
Nian Mu looked at the noodles. Although they were simple, she was confident in her cooking skills. After hearing what Mu Shaoling said, she nodded and said, "Okay, I'll eat some."
With that said, she walked into the kitchen to get the dishes and chopsticks.
After taking the bowl and chopsticks and walking out, Mu Shaoling took the bowl from her hand, added noodles and cabbage, and poured some soup. Finally, he divided the poached egg into two and gave Nian Mu half.
In her bowl.
Nianmu looked at the noodles in the bowl. The thick smoke slowly dispersed and the noodles seemed to become more delicious.
"You gave me too much," Nian Mu said.
"Eat, I'll eat the rest if you can't finish it." Mu Shaoling said, finally picking up the chopsticks and taking the first bite of noodles, enjoying tonight's warm supper.
The noodles made by Nian Mu were of course delicious. He quickly finished the remaining half bowl of noodles.
Although I had dinner, the taste of the food cooked outside was very different from the food cooked by Nian Mu.
The dinner eaten at the company can only be used to fill the stomach to prevent starvation from affecting work.
And now eating the noodles made by Nian Mu is the enjoyment of eating delicious food.
Nianmu also ate quite a bit, but he couldn't eat anymore, "I can't finish it."
Mu Shaoling was not polite and ate all the remaining noodles.
Nian Mu saw that he was eating very quickly but still elegantly. She couldn't help but be stunned and asked blankly: "Should I make another bowl for you?"
Mu Shaoling shook his head, finished the last bite of noodles, and took another sip of soup. The deliciousness of the noodles came from the seasoning and soup.
He picked up the paper towel on the table and wiped the corners of his mouth and said, "No, I'm full. The noodles you made are delicious. I didn't want to waste them, so I ate more."
Nian Mu still had doubts. The speed with which he swallowed just now didn't seem like he wasn't hungry...
Seeing the doubt on her face, Mu Shaoling asked dumbfounded: "Nian Mu, don't you know that you are very talented in cooking?"
Nian Mu blinked, "What do you mean?" "It means it's delicious." Mu Shaoling said, affirming her cooking skills.
