If you don't pick it, your aunt won't make it for you!

Mu Yingbao muttered like this in her heart, not moving at all!

She didn't believe that this person would lose his temper because of this incident.

"Father, mother is really tired and shouldn't be tired, the child will make it for you, we will eat the dumplings today, and the dumplings will be cooked quickly." Brother Hui hurriedly spoke, and without waiting for Xue Wenyu to respond, he immediately turned around and ran out.

didn't even give Xue Wenyu a chance to refuse.

"You see you're not as good as a child." Xue Wenyu looked at Mu Yingbao unceremoniously and criticized.

"Can that be the same? You are his father, he respects what you should, and you are not my father, why should I care about you if I am uncomfortable. Mu Yingbao glanced at him and replied.

cough, cough, cough, Mu Yingbao's words choked Tao Qingyuan, who was drinking tea.

"It's not that you're weak and tired, but I see that you're full of energy." Xue Wenyu persuaded himself in his heart not to be angry.

Otherwise, because of a meal, you will make a big fight, wouldn't it make people laugh!

"Oh, Lord Shizi, you have wronged me, I don't have the strength to cook lunch for you, I can't help it. If you don't cheer up and chat with the prince, it will be too disrespectful. Mu Yingbao said very aggrieved.

Listening to her serious nonsense, the corners of Xue Wenyu's mouth twitched. How could such a woman let him meet it!

"With such superb medical skills, how can he be a very likely widow to marry?" Xue Wenyu changed the topic and decided to talk about something serious, he couldn't quarrel with her like this.

Hearing this, Mu Yingbao smiled shyly; "Isn't that young and ignorant, besides, who doesn't make a little confusion when they're young."

Although her expression is too exaggerated and fake, it doesn't make people feel awkward, but it is a little cute and playful.

"Oh, now that you're older, sensible and calm?" Xue Wenyu deliberately aggravated his age.

Mu Yingbao nodded; "People learn lessons from failures, slowly accumulate life experience, and grow up slowly."

This is also true, not only Xue Wenyu nodded, but Tao Qingyuan, who was watching the excitement, also agreed in his heart.

"However, I have only turned eighteen now, the sun has just risen, and the buds are waiting to bloom, so how can I be old?" Mu Yingbao suddenly interjected to correct.

Eighteen years old in modern times, normal students are still in school.

The skin is really thick enough, and he even boasts about himself! Xue Wenyu shook his head slightly.

A woman of this age has long been married and has several children.

It's like her, she is obviously married but she is still dressed as a girl.

At this time, Brother Hui walked in with a tray.

On a large tray, there is a large sea bowl, a small soup bowl, and a small plate.

Seeing his son come in like this, Xue Wenyu was a little embarrassed, the three adults in the house actually let him, a nine-year-old child, do this!

"Father, come and eat." Brother Hui put the tray on the table, put the things on it the same way, and beckoned.

Xue Wenyu walked over and saw that the big bowl was filled with dumplings, the small bowl was filled with clear soup, and the saucer was filled with seasonings.

"Father." As soon as Xue Wenyu sat down, Brother Hui immediately handed him the chopsticks.

Hurry up and eat one, you will know how delicious it is when you eat it, and how good your mother's cooking skills are!

Brother Hui has been entangled in the fact that his father can't accept his mother's diagnosis and treatment of men, and now he is just using his mother's cooking skills to make up for it.

Xue Wenyu looked at the dumplings, then looked up at Mu Yingbao, and said in his heart, if there is really no progress, he will make food that can be boiled and boiled.

Look at this dumpling wrap, there are all kinds of shapes, and they are ugly.

Judging from the shape of the dumplings alone, Xue Wenyu made up his mind that these dumplings are not delicious.

I want to put down the chopsticks and just go out to eat, but I think that the dumplings are also cooked by the child, so it is not good to break the child's heart.

So, he sandwiched a dumpling, dipped it in the seasoning, opened his mouth and took a small bite, and ate it carefully.

If it doesn't taste good, you should pretend to eat a few less.

However, it is this small bite, biting through the section of the dumpling, a fresh and fragrant taste, slowly spreading in the mouth.

Well? What fillings? Xue Wenyu looked at the bite of half of the dumpling on the chopsticks.

The emerald green ones couldn't tell what the dish was, and the meat.

This time, I took the dumplings on the chopsticks and ate them in one bite and chewed them slowly.

Not to mention, the shape of the bag is ugly, but the taste is really delicious!

Could it be that I didn't eat lunch in time this day and was hungry? So no matter how unpalatable the food is, it is delicious in the mouth?

While muttering in my heart, I sent dumplings to my mouth, one bite at a time! It's getting faster and faster!

Mu Yingbao looked distressed, there are a lot of dumplings, and she plans to fry them and eat wine at night!

There are probably more than 50 of them, and it seems that Brother Hui has cooked them.

This stinky boy, how filial he should be, I feel sorry for him to cook ten or eight! Mu Yingbao glared at Brother Hui, and Brother Hui pretended not to see it.

Looking at Xue Wenyu's posture of eating dumplings again, it was like a storm that had just been released from the cell, Mu Yingbao really wanted to ask him, he hadn't eaten for a few days!

However, seeing that he likes to eat so much, Mu Yingbao felt a sense of accomplishment and decided not to bother with him.

When the dumplings were in the pot, Brother Hui ordered sixty-three, enough for him, his mother and great-grandfather to have dinner.

When he first cooked dumplings, he felt that this was the first time he had cooked something for his father to eat, and if it was missing, it would not be enough to eat, so he put all the dumplings in the pot.

Now, looking at the big bowl, it didn't take long to see the bottom of the bowl, and my father was obviously full, but he still killed a few at the bottom of the bowl.

Brother Hui was a little frightened by his father's appearance.

But when I think about the first time I ate the food cooked by my mother, isn't it the same, even though I am full, I still can't put down the chopsticks.

Brother Hui saw that his father had put down his chopsticks, so he moved the soup bowl in front of him.

Xue Wenyu took a few sips; "What kind of soup is this? What did you do? He didn't drink it.

"Dumpling soup, my mother said that the original soup is the original food." Brother Hui immediately answered.

"There's a lot of exquisiteness." Xue Wenyu muttered in a low voice.

"Father, how does it taste?" Brother Hui asked deliberately.

Xue Wenyu took out the handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth elegantly at this time; "The taste, so-so, looks really ugly."

When Mu Yingbao heard this, she almost took off the embroidered shoes on her feet and smashed him in the face, so-so and ate like a hungry ghost.

"Father, the stuffing was made by my mother, and I made it with my mother and great-grandfather, and I was hungry, so if you don't do it, it's too slow. Mother said that the dumplings don't look good or not, as long as they are wrapped and don't show the filling. Brother Hui explained embarrassedly.

Xue Wenyu understood, nodded and got up to look at Brother Hui and said; "Dinner is ready, if my father doesn't come, remember to call out."

After speaking, he walked up to Tao Qingyuan, said hello to him and left.

"What's that? Did I hear me right, he's going to have dinner with us? Xue Wenyu had already left the house, and the stunned Mu Yingbao came back to his senses, stared at the door with wide eyes, stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the door, and asked the old and young in the house......