He Yuan, who was suspended for three days, was on his way home. The photo layout required his mobile phone, which delayed a lot of time. It was almost five o'clock at this time. The suspension was a good thing for Lao He because he could use his wife who had changed his temperament... Hehe, do something that the TV station would not allow him to call.
He Yuan opened the villa door with a refreshing spirit, and shouted, a burst of smoke rolled in, caught him off guard. My goodness, is there a fire?
Lao He covered his mouth and nose and ran towards the source of thick smoke. The kitchen door was wide open, and the black smoke with a slight white slurred out from it. The smell of oil, paste, burnt, in short, a very complex and incredible smell penetrated into his nose. My goodness, Lao He was almost vomited out by disgust.
Just looking at the black smoke, Mo Manyun's embarrassing body was placed in it, busy fiddling with the fried spoon, holding a book wrapped in kraft paper in his left hand, looking at it, copying, coughing, and wiping tears.
Okay, Lao He was so shocked that his chin was almost dropped. His wife, who was naturally dull in housework, was actually copying dishes (please allow me to add quotation marks to the two children of copying dishes, because if I don’t add it, it would be a slander to chefs all over the world)!
In the iron pot, a few incredible vegetable leaves rolled and rolled in under the influence of the fried spoon, which was very exciting. Judging from the action, it was definitely as a professional chef. Of course, it was under the premise of adding oil.
My God, Yunyun, why don’t you add oil to cooking!Old He rushed forward, but when the little woman's dark little dirty face came into her eyes, she was still shocked. Be good, she was completely a little cat Ah.
You are back.Mo Manyun looked at him happily, then turned to a little proud and continued to copy, making wonderful and fancy moves, as if showing off. When the three incredible vegetable leaves were copied only one left, Mo Manyun had to stop and copy them again, fearing that this piece would not be able to jump to. She smiled a little embarrassedly, wiped the black dirt on her face with her arms and cuffs, and said embarrassedly: I copied the first time I copied, and my actions were a little unfamiliar. Didn’t it mean that practice would make perfect? I will copy it next time.
He Yuan was really defeated by his good wife, so he went to grab the fried spoon: Give it to me quickly, you go back to the house to watch the TV.However, the stubborn little woman moved her body away and refused to give it to him. She looked at He Yuan with tears in her eyes: I, I just want you to have a full and hot meal after you get home. Although you didn't cook well this time, it represents my wish. You can finish it.Because of guilt towards He Yuan, Mo Manyun wanted to cook to compensate him.
For a moment, He Yuan was so moved that he was about to cry. The mayor of a mayor actually put aside his identity and cooked for himself. Is it more important to be delicious or not?
When he returned to the living room, Lao He felt that such a life was quite happy. He had always been looking forward to his virtuous wife, but when faced with Mo Manyun's intention, the word "virtuous" is really that important?
At the dining table, even Lao He's request to serve the plate was rejected by the little woman. She said: Let me do what my wife should do today, you don't have to worry about anything.
There are not many dishes, only three plates.
The color is not beautiful and a little black.
The fragrance is not strong, and it is even burnt.
He Yuan could completely foresee that these three dishes would definitely not be delicious, and they were even extremely unpalatable. However, he still used his chopsticks and ate them under Mo Manyun's expectant gaze.
Bitter, scorched, salty, spicy...
The taste was definitely not good, but He Yuan smiled indifferently and nodded with satisfaction: The food is good, it is delicious, really.Looking at this dish, anyone would think that He Yuan didn't tell the truth. However, only He Yuan knew the true taste of this meal. It... is really delicious. Others cannot understand Lao He's mood at this time. He has been an orphan since he was a child. He is independent and can't remember how many years he learned to cook by himself. This is the first time he has tasted the skills of his relatives. For He Yuan, Mo Manyun is his only relative in this world.
Seeing He Yuan eat all the food in one go, Mo Manyun smiled happily. She dragged her chin like a little wife and stared at her husband tightly. The expression in He Yuan's eyes could not be hidden from her. It would only be revealed when she enjoyed the delicious food. Mo Manyun, who is an official, would not misjudgment. She secretly speculated that the dishes she made might be just a little different and the taste was still good.
Until all the three plates of side dishes were eaten, He Yuan let out a sigh and smashed his mouth and said: It's so delicious, I've never eaten so much today in my life.Xuan Er looked at Mo Manyun apologetically: Haha, the dishes you cook are so delicious. I ate them all without paying attention. Well, why don’t you do that, I will make some for you.
Mo Manyun was not a fool. Her strange behavior immediately aroused her suspicion and pretended to glar: To be honest, is this dish really delicious?
He Yuan looked at her deeply and nodded firmly: For others, this may not be delicious, but for me, it is the best meal in the world.After a pause, Lao He curled a warm smile on his lips: Because, this is what my wife did for me alone, because you are my wife Ah.
The soft and warm light hit the couple's faces. At some point, Mo Manyun was moved. Although she was very ordinary and toothless, she was indeed moved. The long-lasting heart was torn a crack at this time, and slowly, slowly, warmed up.
Let's go, I'll teach you how to cook.Lao He suggested on a whim, and immediately, the little woman nodded happily, and the couple stepped into the kitchen with warm smiles...
The sky gradually became darker. The two people on the sofa watched TV and chatted about everything at work. Lao He explained the tricks of cooking from time to time. The little woman also listened carefully and remembered it in her heart.
Finally...there is a smell of home here.
sorry.Suddenly, Momanyun looked at him sincerely: I have been resistant to you since I got married, and I have ignored your strengths, which leads to the embarrassment of our relationship, but I won’t do it in the future. I will, I will, I will try to fall in love with you.After saying that, two red lips floated on their cheeks, and their pretty looks very cute.
Lao He was stunned: What are my advantages?I have too many advantages, which one have you found?
This performance fell into Mo Manyun's eyes, but it turned into modesty: You are very gentle and careful, and you are definitely a good husband. I should have done housework, but... Mo Manyun also knew that he was born without the talent in this area.
Hi, why?He Yuan smiled bitterly: You are so kind to me today, just to compensate me. Haha, I said why did you suddenly change so quickly? If you are guilty, there is no need. I have been used to hard work since I was a child. This is nothing to live in my eyes. You should be your mayor steadily. The millions of people in Fengyang are waiting for you to bring them wealth.
No, no.Mo Manyun waved his hand and said: Leave all the housework to me in the future, after all, it is something a woman should do.
He Yuan shook his face and glared at her fiercely: Is it true that you are disobedient? Be careful that I will slap you in the butt.This move was a unique skill passed down by the mother-in-law. The old man ordered that if Mo Manyun was disobedient, he would slap her in the butt without showing mercy. He Yuan had obtained the Shangfang Sword.
When the little woman heard the spanking, her body subconsciously shrank, pouted like a child, and muttered: If you don’t do it, don’t do it, what’s so great about it?The incident of He Yuan getting Shangfang's sword was obviously overheard by Mo Manyun. At this time, she was really afraid that her good husband would come on her little soft butt, and if that were the case, she would lose herself.
He Yuan didn't expect this trick to work so well. Maybe his mother-in-law was afraid of hitting this good wife. At this time, Mo Manyun's pretty blushing face made Old He's Adam's apple surge. He had seen her cold and majestic, but this was the first time he saw such a timid and cute look.
It was getting late, and the little woman had to go to work the next day, so she said goodbye early and went back to the house. Old He was polite and shameless, and tiptoed to follow him. At the door of the room, Mo Manyun suddenly turned around, looking cold: What are you going to do?
Cough, He Yuan, who wanted to sneak in, was embarrassed, but he pretended to be fine and said: Let's take a break earlier, I happened to be sleepy too.As he said that, he was about to move into the room.
Mo Manyun was so angry that he was about to be angry. Although the relationship between the two was progressing very quickly, it had not yet arrived... At that step, she opened her arms and blocked Lao He outside the door: No way.I thought to myself that my good husband... was too shameless and wanted to make a desperate attempt?
Hey, isn't it annoying me?
Old He took out the Shangfang sword again and shook his face: If you don’t let me in, be careful I will spank you... Touch Before the word "butt" was finished, the door was closed heavily. He Yuan glared at him angrily: Why is this ultimate move not good? Do you have to let your mother-in-law come to shock her? Alas, I am so stupid, really.
Mo Manyun, who entered the bedroom, crawled on the door panel, her little ears stood up, and listening to her husband's words, she couldn't help laughing out loud, her eyes rolled, and a sly flashed in the meantime. She had been suppressing for too long, and it was time to relax.
He Yuan opened the villa door with a refreshing spirit, and shouted, a burst of smoke rolled in, caught him off guard. My goodness, is there a fire?
Lao He covered his mouth and nose and ran towards the source of thick smoke. The kitchen door was wide open, and the black smoke with a slight white slurred out from it. The smell of oil, paste, burnt, in short, a very complex and incredible smell penetrated into his nose. My goodness, Lao He was almost vomited out by disgust.
Just looking at the black smoke, Mo Manyun's embarrassing body was placed in it, busy fiddling with the fried spoon, holding a book wrapped in kraft paper in his left hand, looking at it, copying, coughing, and wiping tears.
Okay, Lao He was so shocked that his chin was almost dropped. His wife, who was naturally dull in housework, was actually copying dishes (please allow me to add quotation marks to the two children of copying dishes, because if I don’t add it, it would be a slander to chefs all over the world)!
In the iron pot, a few incredible vegetable leaves rolled and rolled in under the influence of the fried spoon, which was very exciting. Judging from the action, it was definitely as a professional chef. Of course, it was under the premise of adding oil.
My God, Yunyun, why don’t you add oil to cooking!Old He rushed forward, but when the little woman's dark little dirty face came into her eyes, she was still shocked. Be good, she was completely a little cat Ah.
You are back.Mo Manyun looked at him happily, then turned to a little proud and continued to copy, making wonderful and fancy moves, as if showing off. When the three incredible vegetable leaves were copied only one left, Mo Manyun had to stop and copy them again, fearing that this piece would not be able to jump to. She smiled a little embarrassedly, wiped the black dirt on her face with her arms and cuffs, and said embarrassedly: I copied the first time I copied, and my actions were a little unfamiliar. Didn’t it mean that practice would make perfect? I will copy it next time.
He Yuan was really defeated by his good wife, so he went to grab the fried spoon: Give it to me quickly, you go back to the house to watch the TV.However, the stubborn little woman moved her body away and refused to give it to him. She looked at He Yuan with tears in her eyes: I, I just want you to have a full and hot meal after you get home. Although you didn't cook well this time, it represents my wish. You can finish it.Because of guilt towards He Yuan, Mo Manyun wanted to cook to compensate him.
For a moment, He Yuan was so moved that he was about to cry. The mayor of a mayor actually put aside his identity and cooked for himself. Is it more important to be delicious or not?
When he returned to the living room, Lao He felt that such a life was quite happy. He had always been looking forward to his virtuous wife, but when faced with Mo Manyun's intention, the word "virtuous" is really that important?
At the dining table, even Lao He's request to serve the plate was rejected by the little woman. She said: Let me do what my wife should do today, you don't have to worry about anything.
There are not many dishes, only three plates.
The color is not beautiful and a little black.
The fragrance is not strong, and it is even burnt.
He Yuan could completely foresee that these three dishes would definitely not be delicious, and they were even extremely unpalatable. However, he still used his chopsticks and ate them under Mo Manyun's expectant gaze.
Bitter, scorched, salty, spicy...
The taste was definitely not good, but He Yuan smiled indifferently and nodded with satisfaction: The food is good, it is delicious, really.Looking at this dish, anyone would think that He Yuan didn't tell the truth. However, only He Yuan knew the true taste of this meal. It... is really delicious. Others cannot understand Lao He's mood at this time. He has been an orphan since he was a child. He is independent and can't remember how many years he learned to cook by himself. This is the first time he has tasted the skills of his relatives. For He Yuan, Mo Manyun is his only relative in this world.
Seeing He Yuan eat all the food in one go, Mo Manyun smiled happily. She dragged her chin like a little wife and stared at her husband tightly. The expression in He Yuan's eyes could not be hidden from her. It would only be revealed when she enjoyed the delicious food. Mo Manyun, who is an official, would not misjudgment. She secretly speculated that the dishes she made might be just a little different and the taste was still good.
Until all the three plates of side dishes were eaten, He Yuan let out a sigh and smashed his mouth and said: It's so delicious, I've never eaten so much today in my life.Xuan Er looked at Mo Manyun apologetically: Haha, the dishes you cook are so delicious. I ate them all without paying attention. Well, why don’t you do that, I will make some for you.
Mo Manyun was not a fool. Her strange behavior immediately aroused her suspicion and pretended to glar: To be honest, is this dish really delicious?
He Yuan looked at her deeply and nodded firmly: For others, this may not be delicious, but for me, it is the best meal in the world.After a pause, Lao He curled a warm smile on his lips: Because, this is what my wife did for me alone, because you are my wife Ah.
The soft and warm light hit the couple's faces. At some point, Mo Manyun was moved. Although she was very ordinary and toothless, she was indeed moved. The long-lasting heart was torn a crack at this time, and slowly, slowly, warmed up.
Let's go, I'll teach you how to cook.Lao He suggested on a whim, and immediately, the little woman nodded happily, and the couple stepped into the kitchen with warm smiles...
The sky gradually became darker. The two people on the sofa watched TV and chatted about everything at work. Lao He explained the tricks of cooking from time to time. The little woman also listened carefully and remembered it in her heart.
Finally...there is a smell of home here.
sorry.Suddenly, Momanyun looked at him sincerely: I have been resistant to you since I got married, and I have ignored your strengths, which leads to the embarrassment of our relationship, but I won’t do it in the future. I will, I will, I will try to fall in love with you.After saying that, two red lips floated on their cheeks, and their pretty looks very cute.
Lao He was stunned: What are my advantages?I have too many advantages, which one have you found?
This performance fell into Mo Manyun's eyes, but it turned into modesty: You are very gentle and careful, and you are definitely a good husband. I should have done housework, but... Mo Manyun also knew that he was born without the talent in this area.
Hi, why?He Yuan smiled bitterly: You are so kind to me today, just to compensate me. Haha, I said why did you suddenly change so quickly? If you are guilty, there is no need. I have been used to hard work since I was a child. This is nothing to live in my eyes. You should be your mayor steadily. The millions of people in Fengyang are waiting for you to bring them wealth.
No, no.Mo Manyun waved his hand and said: Leave all the housework to me in the future, after all, it is something a woman should do.
He Yuan shook his face and glared at her fiercely: Is it true that you are disobedient? Be careful that I will slap you in the butt.This move was a unique skill passed down by the mother-in-law. The old man ordered that if Mo Manyun was disobedient, he would slap her in the butt without showing mercy. He Yuan had obtained the Shangfang Sword.
When the little woman heard the spanking, her body subconsciously shrank, pouted like a child, and muttered: If you don’t do it, don’t do it, what’s so great about it?The incident of He Yuan getting Shangfang's sword was obviously overheard by Mo Manyun. At this time, she was really afraid that her good husband would come on her little soft butt, and if that were the case, she would lose herself.
He Yuan didn't expect this trick to work so well. Maybe his mother-in-law was afraid of hitting this good wife. At this time, Mo Manyun's pretty blushing face made Old He's Adam's apple surge. He had seen her cold and majestic, but this was the first time he saw such a timid and cute look.
It was getting late, and the little woman had to go to work the next day, so she said goodbye early and went back to the house. Old He was polite and shameless, and tiptoed to follow him. At the door of the room, Mo Manyun suddenly turned around, looking cold: What are you going to do?
Cough, He Yuan, who wanted to sneak in, was embarrassed, but he pretended to be fine and said: Let's take a break earlier, I happened to be sleepy too.As he said that, he was about to move into the room.
Mo Manyun was so angry that he was about to be angry. Although the relationship between the two was progressing very quickly, it had not yet arrived... At that step, she opened her arms and blocked Lao He outside the door: No way.I thought to myself that my good husband... was too shameless and wanted to make a desperate attempt?
Hey, isn't it annoying me?
Old He took out the Shangfang sword again and shook his face: If you don’t let me in, be careful I will spank you... Touch Before the word "butt" was finished, the door was closed heavily. He Yuan glared at him angrily: Why is this ultimate move not good? Do you have to let your mother-in-law come to shock her? Alas, I am so stupid, really.
Mo Manyun, who entered the bedroom, crawled on the door panel, her little ears stood up, and listening to her husband's words, she couldn't help laughing out loud, her eyes rolled, and a sly flashed in the meantime. She had been suppressing for too long, and it was time to relax.