She touched her forehead in the mirror, and sometimes she really felt that she had a very unlucky head, and it was not good to hit it, and she had to hit it here.

Maybe she won't be able to grow long hair for the rest of her life.

Forget it, she didn't feel too sorry for herself for a long time, she was used to being bald, and it didn't seem to matter if she had long hair or not, anyway, she was originally ugly, so what did it matter if she was bald or not.

When Miasawa returned, he smelled a familiar scent.

And he didn't realize that the corners of his lips raised at this time were actually with a trace of expectation, and the resentment accumulated in his heart was actually withdrawn one by one.

He walked to the kitchen door, and also looked faintly at the woman who was wearing an apron, she was still wearing the bald head, and there was still a circle of gauze wrapped around her forehead.

She was very serious, and very careful to uncover the pot, as if there was some time bomb in the pot, and it also made her so, as if she was facing a great enemy.

She carefully opened the pot, but was suddenly smoked by the heat coming out of the pot, and it took a long time to open her eyes, but a few eyelashes were wet.

"I think the hotel likes chefs like me the most."

She said to herself, and also put the lid on some, but accidentally scalded her fingers, she quickly touched her ears, and then put it down again.

Then, she took the whole mouthful of soup, with the pot with the soup, with the soup with the pot.

Such a thin woman, her strength is really great.

Therefore, human potential is really unlimited, a woman who used to almost can't even twist the bottle cap, but now she has become a strong superwoman in an instant, she can take a pot, and she can also use a vase to hit her head.

Mu Tianen suddenly turned around, and this was when he found Ling Ze who was standing silently behind him for some time.

No, people may not be silent, but because her ears are bad, so she can't hear clearly, and since she has bad ears, this is the only thing that is the most troublesome, she can't hear a lot of sounds, especially in her left ear.

"What, you like bald heads?"

Ling Ze asked again.

Mu Tianen only saw that his mouth was moving from time to time, but he really didn't know what he said.

"You be louder," she said, moving her right ear over her ears, just trying to gather more sounds.

Ling Ze's face had already turned sweet potato color at this time, but he still made an inexplicable loud voice, saying that eating people has a short mouth, which is not bad at all.

"You like bald heads?"

And this time Mu Tianen heard it, and she also understood.

"Then do you know why chefs wear chef hats?"

Mu Tianen asked Ling Ze rhetorically.

How did Ling Ze know this?

Mu Tianen turned around again, then took out a small bowl and washed it under the faucet.

"The kitchen is hot, and it's easy to sweat," her voice was accompanied by the sound of water, with a slight sense of taste, like a red bean falling to the ground, not a pearl falling on a jade plate, but it can also be said to be beautiful.

And the second use is to prevent the hair from falling into the pot, and of course, there is also a use, half X looks good.

You see, I don't have hair, Mu Tianen pointed to his bald head, so you never have to be afraid that you will eat my hair.

As she spoke, she had already placed the small bowl she was holding in her hand in front of Ling Ze.

Old hen soup, freshly killed.

Ling Ze took it easily, but this time, he found that it was a little easier to take it, and he had the urge to splash this bowl of soup on Mu Tianen's face.

But when I thought about it again, the business he got from the Tang family recently, he had eaten a lot of profits just by eating profits, and this bowl of soup was not spilled.

Of course, he even refused, because he was reluctant to take a bowl of soup.

He put the bowl to his mouth and took a sip directly, probably wanting to taste the taste, lest he really spill the soup after a while.

One more word to people.

Then you should continue to be naked.

He walked out with a bowl in one hand.

And this sentence was naked, but Mu Tianen's face couldn't help but be a little hot.

This has a double meaning, it depends on whether others think too much.

And obviously, Mu Tianen now seems to be the one who thinks a lot.

She turned on the faucet, then picked up some cold water, lowered some temperature on her face, and finally it didn't catch fire like that.

She brought the dishes to the table outside, and then she and Ling Zejing did not interfere with the river water, and they were at peace.

In the kitchen, she also served a bowl of soup, and then drank it contentedly, but when she looked outside, the smile on her face disappeared in an instant.

She began to be a little unable to face Mu Tianqing's smiling face.

And she never imagined that one day, her sister, the sister she loved the most, would become the biggest and most terrible nightmare of her life.

She touched the wound on her head again.

I really hope that this kind of injury will be slower, even if it is bad for a lifetime, it doesn't matter, as long as you can go on without incident.

Just, is it possible?

She didn't know, maybe, impossible.

After Ling Ze returned to his room outside, Mu Tianen put the table away, and the trash can on one side was so raw, he was not kicked down, nor was he kicked crookedly, it can be seen that its owner is not in a bad mood now, and he is not angry with it.

It can be seen how important it is to have a good-natured owner.

As a cold trash can, is it easy?

Mu Tianen stretched out his foot and kicked the trash can aside.

Find the psychological shadow area of the trash can now.

And they are indeed getting along with each other peacefully, Mu Tianen will get up at about six o'clock every day, she will go out early in the morning, buy the earliest and freshest vegetables, and wait until Ling Ze wakes up, as soon as he comes out, he can eat hot meals, even he has been stubborn for so many years, Chinese and Western medicine have eaten a lot of old stomach problems, and it seems that they have not been committed again.

It's no wonder that Zhuo Xinming is always saying.

He's not sick, taking medicine doesn't matter what it does, it's to be nourished, and his mother always says, it's a pity that the grandma can't find it, otherwise, that bowl of old mother's soup will definitely raise him.

And his body is better, no disease is painless, he sleeps better every day, and smokes a lot less than before, the most important thing is that he feels that his mind is very clear, and his thinking is much easier to straighten out than before.

Those old hen soups were not eaten in vain.

Not only did it replenish his stomach, but even his brain.

Recently, the weather is very good and the spring is brilliant.

A warm breeze blows by.

The weather forecast says that today, sunny, air, excellent.