Chapter 16 Sorry, I am a materialist

Okay, don't have to act in front of me, just have a meal first.Xia Yuhe's face was impatiently interrupted the two people who were in love and silent. God knew that if his daughter, who had no talent for acting, would all spit out the dumplings she ate at noon?

The matter has been revealed, and the two of them don’t have to pretend.

Mo Manyun hated Ah, glared at him fiercely and muttered in his heart: Will you act Ah? His expression is so artificial, everyone can see that it is fake. Humph, it's really a certain level. Look how good I acted.

However, He Yuan was a little confused by the little woman's complaining gaze. If Old He knew that Mo Manyun was blamed for not acting well, Xia Yuhe saw the clues, and he wondered if he and Xia Yuhe would faint on the spot.

Today's dishes seem to be very rich, with five dishes and one soup, and the color and fragrance are nothing, but this taste... Well, try it.

It seemed as if there was magic to attract her, Mo Manyun ignored others and raised his hand to hold a piece of sweet and sour tenderloin...

Day... Day Ah!

Is this...is this food made by humans?

This is...so delicious!

Mo Manyun only felt that at this moment, she was so happy that she was numb to death by the third child in Xiaoshui Hotel. At this moment, she burst into tears!

The materialist Mo Manyun couldn't help but pray to the gods in his heart: God, God, all kinds of gods, if my good husband could make such a meal, let alone be gentle to him, even if I marry him in the next life, I would be willing!

Of course, reality is often helpless, and Mo Manyun also knows that it is impossible. Let the short happiness stay in his heart forever.

Mom, woo, how do I feel that your craftsmanship has improved a lot?Mo Manyun was like a devil, and he brought the food into his mouth, asking his mother vaguely: It smells so good...Woo...Why is it so good...Where is there such a lady now? She is a vicious devil. If you do a live show at this time, I believe that the glasses shop will get rich the next day. Why? Because all the citizens of Fengyang City were shocked at around 7 o'clock the day before.

I have been eating the rice made by Xia Yuhe for more than 20 years, but I always feel that this time I am more than a little better than before. Could it be that I was tortured by the third brother, which highlights the contrast?

You, you don’t take care of your husband first, but you just care about yourself. Hum, how did you give me your wife?Xia Yuhe was obviously furious. Of course, this was just for his daughter. When her face turned to He Yuan, she suddenly smiled like a flower and said a little embarrassedly: A Yuan, don’t look at Yunyun’s voracious look, she is actually very elegant in normal times.Maybe it was because Mo Manyun looked unconvincing, so he added: Well, maybe I was too hungry today, yes, too hungry.

It's Ah, hungry.Mo Manyun, who is still in happiness, doesn’t care about so much? Elegant?Now she doesn’t know how to write the word Youya.

Xia Yuhe didn't breathe in one breath. She was so angry that she was so angry that she didn't understand what she said?

It's so delicious, you guys eat Ah too, hey, mom, why are you staring at Ah... Oh, I understand.Mo Manyun clasped his little mouth and slightly corrected his sitting position. Then he had a cold face. The boss reluctantly picked up a cabbage clapper and pressed it into He Yuan's bowl. Looking at Lao He's smug smile, Mo Manyun was so angry that he simply added a few raw peppers to him. Humph, let you laugh, I'll be so spicy that I'll be so spicy.

As a result, it naturally aroused Xia Yuhe's anger. Listening to his mother's scolding, Mo Manyun almost cried.

Mom, am I your biological child?She wanted to ask this question very much, but for the sake of her little butt, Mo Manyun still didn't say it out loud, so she had to turn all the resentment that had accumulated on He Yuan.

Don’t think that the mayor is easy to bully. Although he has a tough backstage relationship, most of the mayor who should be elected depends on Mo Manyun’s personal ability or charm. He doesn’t care about eating at this time. As we all know, officials want to save face, but since the young woman dies, she doesn’t want others to know that He Yuan is her husband.

Momanyun sat upright, and picked up a piece of boiled fish with a delicate and noble look. His expression was cold, and he could not tell whether he was happy or angry. At this time, Momanyun had become the mayor who was tall and arrogant. It was hard to tell what kind of temperament was. Although he was picking up food for others, his appearance was neither humble nor arrogant, which made people feel ashamed and flattered.

Mo Manyun believed that if her move was used on the governor, he would make him feel uncomfortable, let alone a hooligan who had no job. He was picking up food for him, and his mother couldn't say anything. Ha, Mo Manyun was a little proud and secretly praised his counterattack.

However, perhaps she underestimated Lao He's shamelessness, or perhaps the governor's level was not enough, and this move she called the Jedi counterattack became just a self-digging grave.

It's delicious, well, the things my wife picks up are delicious Ah.He Yuan, this happy Ah, has such a gentle and virtuous wife. She wiped her tears (of course it was spicy), and her chin was Nunui at the dining table. The meaning was obvious: Then clip.I didn't feel the invisible pressure at all.

Mo Manyun was almost crying. Why did the moves I came up with tens of thousands of brain cells after I died?

However, seeing her mother's commanding eyes, she had to continue to act as the young wife unwillingly. This depressed Ah made her want to stuff the pepper into the nostril of the hooligan.

Xia Yuhe looked at the couple's intimate look and felt better. He nodded in praise: Yes, Yunyun, you can continue to develop like this. Be kind to A Yuan. Don't lose your temper at any time. A Yuan is a person who understands the truth. Since you marry you, you will definitely not dislike you. Ah, A Yuan.

He Yuan put down his chopsticks and thought about it seriously, then nodded embarrassedly and said: He just has a little cold personality, everything else is fine, I won’t dislike it.

Only Xia Yuhe breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it.

Snee, dislike me?

Mo Manyun couldn't believe his ears and looked at his mother incredibly: Mom, are you right? What's the point of him? Still dislike me?

Xia Yuhe was furious several times and slapped the table with a bang: Tell me what you are good about. I feel cold to others as if everyone owes you money, and I don’t know how to do housework. Not to mention cooking, I can’t even clean the room. Look at A Yuan, there are only things you can’t imagine, nothing else can’t do. Where can I find such a perfect man?

Then, Xia Yuhe pulled her shocked daughter aside with a little regret and whispered in her ear: You Ah, I finally got you out of the way, but you were still picky. If A Yuan suddenly regrets his divorce, what should I do? You can't find such a good man all over the world!

It was like a thunder thunder exploded in Momanyun's mind. She now understood why her mother cared about her performance so much. She was afraid that her husband would return the product. Ah, is there any problem with her mother's aesthetic view? What's the best place for this guy?

In Xia Yuhe's heart, although his daughter is perfect, it is really far behind He Yuan. In addition, Old He saved her life, his grade in the old man's heart has increased by several places.

Mom, I tell you very responsibly that there must be problems with your aesthetic view.Of course, this seemingly rebellious word would not be said. Mo Manyun could only suffer a great loss in silence. He felt wronged. I am afraid that only my mother felt that she was not worthy of He Yuan. Forget it, the eyes of the masses were sharp. When my sister came, she would ask her.

Seeing that the two of them finished speaking, He Yuan also started to arrange: Mom, Yunyun, let’s continue eating and try my skills.

A Yuan, the meal you made really makes me feel inferior to Ah.Xia Yuhe was both relieved and moved. She was such a good child. Yunyun married him and felt relieved.

I saw that Mo Manyun suddenly twitched the corners of his mouth and asked weakly: You didn’t make this rice, right?However, after facing the stupid look of my mother and husband, Mo Manyun only felt that his brain had stopped working and put his hands together: God, dear gods, the little woman said that gentleness and marriage to him in the next life is not counted. Well, sorry, I am a materialist, yes, materialism cannot be superstitious, haha, yes, eat, eat.