"You, little slippery one." Shen Manman hugged him lovingly, "Why did you come down so fast? Isn't there a sorority party?"
"It's once a month. It's annoying to death. It's not interesting at all. It's more tempting to play with mom. Mom, let's go fishing."
"Fishing? You? Can you sit on the bench?"
The picture of a five-year-old child fishing was so beautiful that it was hard for Shen Manman to imagine, "I don't believe you can catch fish."
Mo Zegan patted his chest and assured, "Mom, it's true. Dad took me fishing. He said it could cultivate my body and mind and make me mature and steady. Last time I competed with Dad, I was obviously better."
Stunned.
Today's children are incredible.
Mo Zeqian suggested, "Mom, let's go, take dad with you, and let's compete as a family to see who loses the most. The loser will make fish stew."
A family of three?
With Mo Shaocheng?
Her original plan was to take him out by herself. Shen Manman glanced at Mo Shaocheng silently, "You must be very busy."
The meaning was obvious, indicating that he would take the initiative to find a reason to leave.
But Mo Shaocheng didn't take the issue, "I've put aside everything today. I'm attending the sorority party with Ze Qian. There's nothing to do."
so what?
The little guy cheered, "Yeah, yeah, let's go, gogogo!!!"
It was rare to see him so happy. Besides, she had agreed before, so it would be too bad to back down before the battle.
Anyway, Mo Shaocheng and her have long been in the past, and we must meet each other calmly.
Mo Shaocheng drove to a resort near City B. There was a very large pond here, and the fallen fish could be processed for free, which was quite interesting.
Mo Zegan was excited when he saw it. Three people sat in a row, each sitting on a small bench, and the fishing rods were swung far away in the pond.
Shen Manman first compared the two and got some ideas. Finally, he caught one, but he lifted the fishing rod a step too late and the fish ran away after eating the bait.
The little guy couldn't stop laughing, "Mom, you are too funny."
The hearty laughter was pleasant to the ear, and Mo Shaocheng, who was closest to him, also laughed. His faint smile was not too obvious, but it was so real.
"Zeqian, if you laugh at me again, be careful I bite you."
The little guy sealed his mouth and pursed his lips, but the smile in his eyes was still clear.
Within an hour, Mo Shaocheng and Mo Zeqian each had two fish, while Shen Manman had nothing. The winner could be determined at a glance.
Mo Zegan held her hand and said, "Mom, I can finally taste your craftsmanship. I'm so happy."
Shen Manman poked him, "You brat, why do I think you are gloating because I lost?"
"Am I so cruel? Mom, I am a kind child."
Being with my children is very relaxing, and my mood gets better before I know it.
Shen Manman borrowed the kitchen and prepared to stew all four fishes, but this was her first time using the large iron pot in the kitchen.
After Mo Shaocheng saw it, he suggested, "You are responsible for cooking, and Zeqian and I are responsible for adding firewood to you."
"good."
She is good at cooking and is good at many cuisines. This large iron pot is perfect for making a Modley fish stew.
I cleaned it and prepared a lot of side dishes. I stewed the fish first. When the fish was almost cooked, I added the ingredients. Before it was cooked, the aroma filled the house.
The people responsible for adding firewood, one big and one small, were sweating profusely from the fire, especially Mo Zeqian, who had turned into a little cat with a dark face.
Shen Manman laughed at him and didn't forget to take out a handkerchief to wipe him, "You, I thought you just got out of the briquettes."
"Mom, look at dad, he is also a briquette."
The first time he lit a fire, his face was so blackened that Mo Shaocheng couldn't escape.
She looked at him and laughed, "Would you like to wipe it too?"
"I can't see anything dirty."
Mo Zegan ran to answer the call, "Mom, please help dad wipe it. He's dirty. I don't want it anymore."
He is old-fashioned and has a lifelike expression.
With a smile on her face, Shen Manman asked cautiously, "Then let me wipe it for you?"
Suppressing the excited expression on his indifferent face, Mo Shaocheng said "hmm" and lowered his eyes slightly.
Shen Manman picked up the handkerchief and wiped his blackened face bit by bit.
And Mo Shaocheng just kept looking at her, looking at her intently.
The distance between the two was so small that he could even see clearly the small fuzz on Shen Manman's fair skin. Her movements were serious and gentle, just like her before.
Mo Shaocheng couldn't understand why he couldn't see her goodness in the first place?
Obviously, she is so good.
Her hand left his face, and Mo Shaocheng's eyes showed reluctance.
"It's done. You and Zeqian go out and wait. There shouldn't be any need to add more firewood."
"good."
Mo Shaocheng took his son out to wait, mainly because he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself and would become obsessed with her again.
Holding my son's hand, I even felt like I was running away.
When he walked to the yard, he touched his pocket and took out a cigarette. He wanted to light it but considering that his child was beside him, he never took out the lighter.
"Dad, you can just smoke if you want, don't worry about me."
"Secondhand smoke is bad for your health."
Mo Shaocheng may not be a good husband, but he is indeed a good father. Mo Zeqian is more than five years old, and he has never smoked a cigarette in front of his children.
"But Dad, you are in a bad mood. Just once, it won't cause any harm to my body."
Mo Shaocheng thought for a moment and threw away the cigarette in his hand, "Throw it away."
Knowing a father better than a son, Mo Zeqian still knew what he was thinking in his heart. Under normal circumstances, his father would only frown when dealing with his mother.
The little guy raised his head and asked, "Dad, actually I don't understand at all why you gave up on your mother? You obviously love her so much in your heart."
"You are still young and don't understand that there are actually many things you can't do about in the adult world. Your mother doesn't want to be with me. My entanglement is a burden and pain to her. Do you think I should continue to be entangled?"
The little guy held his chin, "The world of adults is so complicated. Anyway, if it were me, I would definitely not let go, because I know that she would be better off than me."
Suddenly, Mo Shaocheng's eyes lit up.
No one treats her better than herself...
Yes, he thinks he will do better than Zheng Ziye, why do you want to let him go?
"Hey, Dad, look, mom's bag was left by the pond. I'll go get it." Mo Zegan looked at the backpack in the distance.
"Together."
The father and son got up to get their bags. When Mo Zegan picked them up, a document fell out of the bag.
He glanced at it and saw the test report of Cheng's maternal and infant products.
Thousands of rolls of tofu, the fish becomes more delicious the longer it is simmered. After stewing for an hour, it is almost done.
When Mo Shaocheng came in, Shen Manman had just put the fish in a huge iron plate. It was steaming hot and full of aroma.
