But fortunately, Mu Beichen's craftsmanship is indeed much higher than Lin Xiamo's, even Mu Beichen is teaching Lin Xiamo to make the rice balls very beautiful.

Mu Beichen handed a rice ball to Lin Xiamo.

"Taste it."

Lin Xiamo glanced at the rice ball in Mu Beichen's hand, swallowed a mouthful of saliva fiercely, and then shook his head.

"Forget it, what if the little one doesn't have enough to eat tomorrow?"

Mu Beichen tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"Do you think you've earned such a big pot of rice here at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, how good is the little one? How much can you eat tomorrow? ”

Lin Xiamo glanced at the big pot of rice he made on the side, and thought about it, the little guy was so small, it seemed that he couldn't eat much, so Lin Xiamo took the rice ball in Mu Beichen's hand with satisfaction and took a bite.

Lin Xiamo only felt that his whole person was about to be sublimated.

"Oh my God, why is this rice so delicious? Did you add any condiments to it? Why can't I do it? ”

Mu Beichen tugged at the corners of his mouth and pointed at Lin Xiamo's head.

"It's the gap here, not the gap in the hand, okay?"

Lin Xiamo rubbed her head and pursed the corners of her mouth with some disdain, but fortunately, the rice balls had been made, and Lin Xiamo was relieved.

Seeing that Lin Xiamo was ready to go to bed then, Mu Beichen glanced at Lin Xiamo and frowned.

"Are you going to eat just one rice ball when you let the little one go to school tomorrow? He didn't prepare any food for him. ”

Lin Xiamo shook his head.

"No, I think the dishes will be better prepared tomorrow morning, otherwise it won't taste good when it's cold."

Mu Beichen pulled the corners of his mouth, Lin Xiamo really had a very full understanding of his craft, and knew that he would definitely not be able to make these rice balls tomorrow morning, so he worked hard here in the middle of the night.

For such a thing as stir-frying, Lin Xiamo seems to have an excessive understanding of his own craftsmanship.

Mu Beichen pulled the corners of his mouth, and he could already imagine in his heart, what kind of scene would be tomorrow morning, Mu Beichen was not saying anything now, the time was indeed not early, if he didn't rest, he was afraid that he would not have the energy tomorrow.

Mu Beichen nodded his head.

"Okay, then make me my lunch tomorrow morning."

"Me? Your lunch? You ......"

When Mu Beichen heard Lin Xiamo's words, he frowned, and turned his head to look at the rice ball that Lin Xiamo was holding in his hand.

"Are you going to cross the river and tear down the bridge, or are you going to unload the mill and kill the donkey?"

Lin Xiamo clenched her hand and nodded helplessly.

"I think you're absolutely right. I'll be going to wake up an hour early tomorrow morning to prepare lunch for you, and I'll make you whatever you want to eat. ”

Mu Beichen looked at Lin Xiamo's reluctant look, pulled the corners of his mouth, and laughed.

"You don't have to make it all for me, I still need to keep a little opinion on your craft, so you can do whatever you see what you can do."

After Mu Beichen finished speaking, he took his cup and went to his room to stay.

Lin Xiamo sighed, and then went directly back to his room to rest.

The next morning, the babysitter didn't make lunch for the little one, and the little one was depressed! I saw Lin Xiamo walking out of the kitchen with her lunch box.

The little guy frowned and glanced at Lin Xiamo.

"Mom, what are you doing here? Why are you holding my lunch box in your hand? If I don't go to school in a hurry, I'll be late for a while, and I'll be punished by the teacher. ”

No matter how smart a child is, he can't be an exception in kindergarten, as long as he makes a mistake, he will be punished for being late, he will be punished for speaking in class, and he will be punished for disobedience.

Although the little guy is very unimpressed with this kind of punishment, it is really not a very comfortable thing for others to stand outside and be pointed at by others.

Lin Xiamo pinched her ears and glanced at the little guy.

"Xiaoyu is like this, Mom, I really want to make you a kindergarten lunch today, and then, last night, your father and I made the rice balls together. However, I originally wanted to stir-fry for you this morning, and then let you make lunch and take it to eat, but I really didn't expect that this pot and this oil would be too bad today. ”

The little guy seems to have been able to predict what Lin Xiamo wants to say, and he seems to have understood what Lin Xiamo wants to express.

But the little guy felt very moved, because it had been a long, long time since anyone looked like this, and he took the little guy seriously, and the nanny cooked every time it was delicious, because the nanny was paid by Mu Beichen at a high price.

But the little guy never felt the slightest sincerity, because every time the nanny handed the meal to the little guy, it was like a formulaic thing, and there was not much true emotion in it, and every time the little guy heard others praise his lunch box for being beautiful and delicious, he didn't have much to be grateful in his heart.

But now Lin Xiamo looked so guilty, as if he hadn't done anything good, which made the little guy feel very moved in his heart, and the little guy smiled.

"Mom, can you open the lunch box and let me take a look? Let me see what you've done. ”

Lin Xiamo nodded his head and opened the lunch box, the contents of the lunch box were actually very simple. A couple of eggs and some scrambled cabbage potatoes, and two ham sausages in it.

It's just that the eggs are a little fried, and there is a little bit of egg shell on it, and the cabbage and potatoes are okay, but Lin Xiamo just tasted it just now, a little bit salty, and the only thing that seems to be wrong is the two ham sausages.

The little guy smiled when he saw this.

These things are the same as those in the kindergarten. Finally, it is no longer those noble and elegant things, the little guy actually doesn't like to eat those so-called delicacies of the mountains and seas, and what the little guy wants to eat most is some home-cooked dishes.

"Thank you, Mom, I'm going to school."