Chapter 132 The pot of warm porridge

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Mu Wanqing saw Liu Qing's mouth wide open, and she was so surprised that her jaw was about to fall. I couldn't help but feel a little proud in my heart, and secretly thought that it was not in vain to get up early in the morning to learn to cook porridge with my mother. Mu Wanqing, who had been thinking about it almost for a night, pondered all kinds of irreconcilable contradictions with Liu Qing, and also thought about Liu Qing's words about divorce. Although whenever I think of Liu Qing's bastards who are disgusting and add three levels, I can't help but grit my teeth. However, I thought of his almost domineering gentleness, care, and care. But I couldn't help but feel a sweet taste. Similarly, this kind of introspective deep thinking also allowed her to find many shortcomings as a wife. Fear and apprehension of life are left aside. I have never washed my husband's clothes once, cooked even a meal, or a pot of soup. Every time I think of Yu Manshan "showing off" about her cooking skills, she will always be unconvinced, and her cheeks will be hot.

After thinking about it all night, Mu Wanqing was also determined to start from herself. At least, he can't be inferior to Yu Manshan in cooking. Although under Liu Qing's dissatisfaction and obstruction. The agreement between the two was not fully reached. However, she is self-respecting and arrogant, if she reaches the end, she can't even compare to Yu Manshan. So what kind of face does it have to fight with people? I have to admit that even Yu Manshan is a vixen, she is also an extremely good vixen who is almost impeccable.

Mu Wanqing, who thought that Liu Qing would at least praise a few words. I just want to learn the housewife on TV who warmly and sweetly calls her husband for breakfast. looked at Liu Qing's face, and his face suddenly became serious. She looked at her mother with a worried expression: "Aunt Yun, you didn't eat anything bad in the morning, did you?" ”

Aunt Yun and Mu Wanqing both looked at Liu Qing in surprise. I saw Liu Qing's eyes gloomy and said: "I now suspect that Wanqing has a temporary mental disorder because of too much work pressure." But it doesn't really matter, just let the psychiatrist mediate. ”

The warm words in Mu Wanqing's mouth were immediately swallowed back into her stomach, and her face turned pale. A pot of porridge was placed heavily on the table. There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and he said bluntly: "A pig who is late for work every day to play games has breakfast." With that, he picked up an empty bowl and scooped it up. It was placed on the main table with a snap. The aggrieved and breath-holding action look is like a little nanny who has been abused by the master's family.

Liu Qing really didn't expect Mu Wanqing to come out early in the morning to make breakfast? Sure enough, she was startled by her, and then she was teased by the old habit, and it really made her angry. Hearing this, he turned to look at Aunt Yun with a wry smile: "Aunt Yun, have we raised pigs at home recently?" Or a pig who can go to work and play games? ”

Aunt Yun looked at the little couple and couldn't help but purse her lips and laugh.

"yes, yes, pigs are so smart now. Not only can I go to work, I can play games, and I can also hook up with my female boss. "Originally, I thought about it well this morning, and I got along with Liu Qing for a while, didn't quarrel, didn't be sarcastic, and tried to discover his excellence, don't always stare at his shortcomings. However, a warm and considerate young woman's crystal heart did not last for half an hour, and it was shattered under the chaotic phenomenon of his mental appearance. Facing Liu Qing, as usual, the evil fire in his heart soared.

"Tsk, that's a good point. Now the little pig is really smart, not only can be the president of a large company. That's not all, oh my God, the little pig can actually make breakfast~" The corners of Liu Qing's mouth twitched, and she looked at Aunt Yun in surprise: "Aunt Yun, how did you train a little pig who can make breakfast?" How can you do that? I'm so surprised, didn't you want to lay off all chefs in the world with this new technology? Piglets can make breakfast, who wants to eat breakfast made by people? ”

Mu Wanqing's bickering failed, her face turned pale with anger, and her whole body trembled. I was thinking, calm, calm. Just think it's a nasty bastard pig humming, humming. Only then did he barely control his emotional movements, and he didn't easily turn a whole pot of porridge upside down and place it on his head.

Aunt Yun couldn't stop laughing, covering her mouth and laughing. It wasn't until he pinched himself that he finally stopped laughing. glanced at Liu Qing: "You, you just love to tease Qing'er." You don't want to eat it quickly, so as not to disappoint Qing'er's heart. ”

Disappoint? Mu Wanqing sneered in her heart, and the hand holding the pot and spoon was a little pale. Where is he disappointed, he simply took out a piece of his fist lightly, threw it on the road, stepped on it by the way, and crushed it fiercely. The state of mind of the virtuous young woman who was finally cultivated last night was also shattered by his casual fingers.

"I just saw that the atmosphere was weird, and I was just deliberately amusing myself." Liu Qing chuckled and sat down on the main seat of the table, picked up the chopsticks to adjust the spoon, and pulled it in the bowl of porridge. lowered his head and sniffed, and praised: "This pot of preserved egg and lean porridge is still a little fragrant." ”

said that Mu Wanqing's face softened slightly, which made her regain some self-esteem, and her mood was much better. greeted warmly: "Mom, will you come and eat too?" After working hard for so long, try the porridge that Qing'er cooked for you. ”

Aunt Yun sat down with a smile, glanced at Mu Wanqing, and sneered, "Where did you cook it for me?" You know who you cooked it for. As for me, it's just a little light. ”

"Brother, Sister Mu, Aunt Yun is good." Li Yuting also walked out of the kitchen, holding a few plates of porridge and side dishes in her hands.

"Tingting, why did you go to the kitchen again to help?" Aunt Yun hurriedly got up, took it and put it on the table, smiled and reproached: "You are still young, when you are growing up, you should sleep more in the morning." ”

"It's okay, Aunt Yun." Li Yuting chuckled and stuck out her tongue, and went to help Mu Wanqing make porridge again: "I'm used to helping at home, otherwise let me watch you busy, I'm idle and uncomfortable." ”

"Tingting is right, girls, you have to learn to do some housework and cook good dishes." Liu Qing continued: "Although I love Tingting, Aunt Yun, you can't get used to her too much." Otherwise, if you get married in the future, you will be lazy and lazy, and you won't be able to do anything, won't you be ridiculed? ”

"Liu Qing, you ......" Aunt Yun hadn't spoken yet, but Mu Wanqing jumped out, angrily pointing at Liu Qingdao with a pot and spoon, and there were faint tears in her eyes: "You, you are referring to Sang and scolding Huai." You're too much of a bully, aren't I learning to do it? Also, where am I too lazy to eat? "This is wronged Liu Qing, he just expressed his opinion on Aunt Yun's too much spoiling Tingting. I didn't expect Mu Wanqing's head to go up at all.

Aunt Yun also looked at Liu Qing with some reproach. At this time, even Tingting was protecting Mu Wanqing, and snorted lightly: "Brother, how can you say that about Sister Mu?" Sister Mu may have done it, all the preserved eggs just now were peeled by her own hands, and the pork was also cut by herself. A whole pot of porridge, front and back, left, left and right, not half of it was for me and Aunt Yun to help. Hmph, if you say that about Sister Mu again, I, I will ignore you. ”

The three women, old and young, all pointed in unison. provoked Liu Qing is face to smile bitterly, raised his hand in surrender and explained: "I really made an unintentional mistake just now, and I definitely didn't mean to deliberately sarcastically mock Wanqing." I'm just talking about Tingting. Besides, you yourself know that it definitely can't go along with being lazy. I know I'm definitely not talking about you. ”

Seeing that the three girls didn't believe his explanation, they didn't react. Liu Qing had no choice but to shrug his shoulders helplessly and said, "If you don't believe me, I can't help it, I won't speak, it's okay to drink porridge, right?" As he spoke, he lowered his head and drank the porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork.

Soon, Hula Hula drank a bowl of porridge without even touching the side dishes. Mu Wanqing used a small bowl, where did he eat enough. handed the bowl to Mu Wanqing again: "Give another bowl." ”

Liu Qing's wolf-like appearance has been getting along for several months, and this family has become accustomed to it. It's just that he didn't expect him to drink the porridge cooked by Mu Wanqing for the first time in his life, and he could eat it so deliciously, which is a little incredible.

Originally, Mu Wanqing wanted to snort coldly, say something cool, and serve it herself if she wants to drink. However, seeing that he was really happy to drink porridge, he stretched out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth at the end, looking unsatisfied. There was an indescribable sense of accomplishment in my heart, and the breath I was holding dissipated half of Tai, and my heart was also soft. He glanced at him proudly and served him another bowl. I thought of the words that Aunt Yun often said in my ear, and grabbed a man's stomach, which was to capture his heart. Mu Wanqing didn't expect that she still had talent in this area.

Hulahula, Liu Qing drank it in one go, holding the bowl and letting Mu Wanqing flourish. Aunt Yun couldn't help it, and frowned in confusion and asked, "Liu Shao, how does Qing'er's porridge taste?" "She tasted it beforehand, and it tasted like that......

Hearing Aunt Yun's question, Mu Wanqing immediately stared at Liu Qing. Pretending not to care. But the little hand is holding the pot and spoon tightly. If the corners of his eyes flash from time to time, he is full of eyeing him.

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(To be continued)