Mo Qianhong found that her life had become busier than ever.

I got up at six o'clock in the morning, washed up and had breakfast, and then I had to leave for school, which was usually attended at twelve o'clock, with a lunch break at one o'clock, and classes at one o'clock to four o'clock, and when I got home from school in the afternoon, it was already half past four.

Waiting for her are four blue and white porcelain bowls, which contain delicacies of different materials and colors, each of which has no duplicate.

What made her feel strange was that in addition to her, Mo Zhengtu also had four blue and white porcelain bowls waiting for him every time he went home, the only difference was that the amount he ate was only a quarter of hers.

She really enjoyed eating these things, but Mo Zhengtu was sad, and every time she ate it, she covered her stomach and went to the bathroom after a while, and then came out of the bathroom with a sallow face.

If it weren't for the concern in Moxi's eyes when she stared at Mo Zhengtu, she would have suspected that he was abusing children.

"Dad, why do you have to force Ah Tu to eat those? Isn't it enough for me to be your tastemaker alone? Seeing Mo Zhengtu come out of the bathroom with a haggard look again, Mo Qianhong finally couldn't help it.

"I'll explain this to you later, anyway, I won't hurt Ah Tu." Mo Xi Dao, now he also shouts "Ah Tu" with her, in the past he shouted "stinky man", or "Ah Tu".

Mo Qianhong turned his back on him and secretly asked Mo Zhengtu: "Ah Tu, every time your stepfather forces you to eat, does your own father know?" ”

"Don't mention that scumbag from Wen Shuofang, I hate him!" The boy replied with a puffed cheek, then turned and ran away.

can be hated like this by his son, Mo Qianhong feels that this Wen Shuofang must be a big scumbag.

After three years, she finally saw the big scum in the cross

This is Wen Zhengtu's tenth birthday, and Moxi bought all kinds of ingredients early, prepared eight dishes and one soup, and took out the birthday cake he baked himself.

At this time, Mo Qianhong felt that it was really happy to have a father who was a chef, and she didn't have to book a hotel box on her birthday.

"After dinner, how about Dad take you to the stargazing platform to see the stars?" With a tray in one hand, each containing four plates, Moxie walked steadily from the kitchen, smiling at the two children.

"I don't want to look at the stars, I want to go horseback riding, archery." Mo Zhengtu.

"But my sister is a girl, and horseback archery may not be suitable for her." Mo Xi was very tactful, in fact, he felt that Mo Qianhong might not be able to do either, and he would be very embarrassed when the time came.

"I love horseback archery." Mo Qianhong, in her previous life, thanks to the four heroes of the Tong family, her riding skills and archery skills have reached an unprecedented level.

After a gluttonous meal, the two children ate a lot of ditches, especially Mo Zhengtu, today's food is pure food, and it will not make a stomach upset if you eat it, only this exception in a year, he feels extremely happy.

At six o'clock, Mossi drove his two children to the Gulentoa Racecourse in the suburbs, which offers many high-quality and docile horses, as well as an antique archery range, where many stupid upper-class people like to have fun.

As soon as Mo Zhengtu entered the racecourse, he went straight to the stable, and Mo Qianhong was beside him to help him choose a horse.

"The third horse in the second row, yes, it's the maroon foal, with long legs and a wide back, just right for a kid your age to ride." Mo Qianhong pointed to him.

"Well, yes, this horse is for you." A full-bodied baritone interface.