There was a burning sight behind him, and Gu Ping'an felt that it was a kind of ability to cook all the meals calmly. Mu Ling was originally a very silent person, little Ellen had a quarrel with him, he didn't care about himself, little Ellen was a little sad, this uncle was really not cute at all, he was a child who saw flowers and flowers, and he couldn't brush his favorability here in Mu Ling, it was a bad review.

The world of children cannot be inferred by common sense, and little Ellen ran to play by herself.

Gu Ping'an made six dishes, but he didn't expect Mu Ling, so he temporarily added two dishes, stir-fried pork with sharp peppers, cumin cowboy bones, braised pork, stir-fried water spinach with garlic, fried tofu with mushrooms, and a taro pork rib soup, which was full of color and flavor, little Ellen couldn't wait to eat, and he didn't stretch out his hand to grab it like other children when he drooled at the food, Mu Ling secretly thought, even if he was willful and domineering, Lu Zhen's child really had a good tutor.

He didn't need anyone to help him with anything, he went to wash his hands on his little short legs, and then sat on the children's chair and waited for dinner, which can be described as longing, and his stomach was still rumbling very cooperatively.

Gu Ping'an and Mu Ling's eyes inadvertently met and staggered again.

Mu Ling's eyebrows were pressed, quite a bit of a stormy posture, but there were two children at the table, so he suppressed his temper, not to mention that Xiao Chu dragged him in, if he lost his temper and brushed a negative impression in his daughter's heart, it would be worth the loss.

"It's delicious." Little Ellen was moved to eat braised pork, her appetite was very good, and she didn't need to be fed, she ate very fragrantly, and she also inserted a piece of fat meat to feed Xiao Chuyi, and Xiao Chu ate it in one mouthful.

Mu Ling, "......"

It's a little too natural, girl?

Gu Ping'an was a little more silent than usual, Xiao Chuyi didn't deliberately look for a topic, there was such a thing as Little Ellen, the atmosphere at the table was very good, and Gu Ping'an was a little unate.

Mu Ling took one bite at a time and ate very seriously.

How many years has he not eaten a meal cooked by Gu Ping'an himself?

This taste, as he remembered, was fragrant for three days, not that Gu Ping'an's cooking skills were good, but that he missed Gu Ping'an too much, and was too eager for Gu Ping'an to cook a home-cooked meal.

"Handsome guy, is my mother's food delicious?" Xiao Chuyi asked him.

"It's delicious, it's delicious, it's so delicious...... Before Mu Ling could answer, little Ellen rushed to answer, "Auntie, will you cook for Ellen every day in the future?" ”

"Okay."

Mu Ling was angry, why did he give you this little radish head to cook and eat every day, his face was so big, Xiao Ellen answered so quickly, Mu Ling was ignored, and Xiao Chuyi almost wanted to spank him.

Gu Ping'an's cooking skills back then were very different from today, compared to back then, her cooking skills improved a lot, and she combined Chinese and Western, but in Mu Ling's opinion, as long as it was made by Gu Ping'an, it was all the same taste, it was very warm and delicious.

If he could, he just wanted time to stay at this moment, even if Gu Ping'an was unwilling and disdained to say half a word to him, he was satisfied, and there was nothing else to ask for.

"Auntie, why don't you talk to your uncle." Little Ellen actually doesn't understand the contradictions between adults, if his little dad and daddy don't talk to each other at the dinner table, it must be because his little dad is angry.

"Did you quarrel? Who won the quarrel? ”