Gu Lan called the secretary, "Cancel all my recent travel arrangements." ”

During this time, she has to accompany her son at home and make up for the missing time one by one.

The secretary obviously didn't expect the workaholic Gu Lan to cancel his work schedule.

"And when will it be restored?"

"TBD, even if I resume my trip, I will have to halve my daily workload."

She is not as short of money as she was when she first gave birth to Gu Xiaobao, and she doesn't need to be so busy that she doesn't even have a little personal time.

Gu Lan went to the kitchen, she had never cooked a meal for her son for so many years, and she felt guilty in her heart.

If it weren't for Gu Xiaobao's outburst today, she wouldn't have realized that she was so incompetent as a mother, and she should reflect on herself.

When the chef in the kitchen saw Gu Lan, he was a little frightened, "Second Miss, why did you come to the kitchen?" ”

"I want to cook for Xiaobao myself."

The chef asked, "What do you want to cook for the little master?" ”

"I ......"

Gu Lan was dumbfounded, she found that she didn't know what Gu Xiaobao liked to eat, a trace of embarrassment flashed on her beautiful face, and she asked, "What does Xiaobao like to eat?" ”

"The little master doesn't like to eat smelly vegetables, and the rest are almost acceptable."

"What's his favorite dish?"

"Sweet and sour pork ribs, braised pork, spicy chicken, squirrel fish, etc."

The little young master is a meatless person, who likes salty, sweet, sour and spicy.

Gu Lan took out a piece of pork ribs from the refrigerator, intending to make sweet and sour pork ribs.

The chef stepped forward and asked, "Do you want me to help?" ”

"No, you can just do your job."

The chef looked at Gu Lan's clumsy posture when chopping meat, and had an ominous premonition.

He had never seen the second young lady cook, and he was suddenly a little worried about the little young master's stomach.

……

Gu Xiaobao quickly collected his emotions, and the suitcase he set for the date rang.

It turned out that the signing of the inkstone was coming.

It's Gu Lan's birthday soon, and Gu Xiaobao has always known that Mommy's favorite writer is Yantai, so he plans to give an autographed book of Yantai as a birthday gift.

Gu Xiaobao went to knock on Shen Qianzi's window.

[Auntie, are you here? 】

[I'm here. 】

[Can you help me get a ticket for the inkstone signing meeting?] 】

[Yes, do you also like inkstone books?] 】

[No, inkstone is my mommy's idol, I want to go to the scene to buy her an autographed book of inkstone.] 】

[Xiaobao is really sensible, and this matter is wrapped up in my aunt. 】

With Shen Qianzi's relationship with Yantai, it is not difficult to ask him for a ticket for a signing meeting.

She looked at the well-behaved and sensible Gu Xiaobao and sighed, it is not bad to give birth to a little boy like Gu Xiaobao.

Gu Xiaobao closed the chat window and went downstairs to eat.

There was smoke coming out of the kitchen, and there was a smell of burning, and he twisted his eyebrows, "What's the accident in the kitchen?" ”

"Second Miss is cooking."

Gu Xiaobao raised his eyebrows, does Gu Lan know how to cook?

He was deeply skeptical.

Gu Lan came out of the kitchen, full of embarrassment, she saw her son and smiled awkwardly, "The natural gas in the kitchen is not very easy to use, it is not controlled." ”

Chef: "......"

It's obvious that you're not a good cook, so how can you blame the natural gas?

Gas is so innocent.

Gu Xiaobao sighed, lowered his eyelids and walked towards the restaurant.

Gu Lan looked at Gu Xiaobao's back, and a sense of weakness rose in his heart.

Gu Lan went back to the room to clean up herself, changed her clothes again, and the maid brought up the sweet and sour pork ribs she made.

Gu Shaoze picked up a piece of pork ribs, looked left and right, and looked inexplicable, "Is this the latest variety researched by the chef?" ”

He sniffed between his noses and almost retched, "What kind of taste is this, it's more choking than the taste of stinky tofu, this shouldn't be the level of a chef!" ”

Gu Lan coughed lightly and said embarrassedly, "This is what I did." ”

"It turned out that the second aunt did it, I said why is it so dark."

Gu Lanmei glared at him, "Bastard, do you dare to repeat what you just said?" ”

"Naturally, I don't dare." Gu Shaoze had a strong desire to survive, so he put down the ribs, "But little aunt, the ribs you made are like carbon coke." ”

It's pitch black, and there's no color at all.

"The first time I do it, I inevitably fail." Gu Lan asked the maid to remove the plate of sweet and sour pork ribs, she glanced at Gu Xiaobao, who was immersed in eating, and Gu Xiaobao, who had nothing to do with herself, used chopsticks to clip a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs made by the chef and put it on his plate.

"Mommy will exercise her cooking skills in the future and make sweet and sour pork ribs for us Xiaobao to eat."

Gu Xiaobao didn't speak, but ate the ribs that Gu Lan had sandwiched.

Gu Lan's eyes flashed with relief, "Xiaobao, is your school going to hold a parent-teacher conference?" ”

Gu Xiaobao paused, hummed in a low voice, and then said in a muffled voice: "I'll ask Brother Ze to open it for me." ”

"Mom happened to be fine that day, I'll go open it for you."

Gu Xiaobao was stunned for a moment, Gu Lan saw that he hadn't spoken for a long time, and asked tentatively, "Doesn't Xiaobao want Mommy to go?" ”

"Nope." Gu Xiaobao lowered his head, "Don't you have to be busy with work?" ”

"I'm not busy, even if I have a work arrangement, I have to postpone it, in Mommy's heart, Xiaobao will always be ranked first."

The corners of Gu Xiaobao's lips hooked up a curved arc.

Gu Lan keenly caught his smile and breathed a sigh of relief.

The son didn't really ignore her as a mother.

With the experience of the first failure, Gu Lan was much more careful when he made sweet and sour pork ribs the second time, and controlled the heat.

Although the finished product is still not as good as the chef's production, it is already very good.

The communication between the mother and son was still not as much as before, but Gu Xiaobao ate several ribs in the field.

Gu Lan looked at Gu Xiaobao's bulging cheeks, wiped the stains on the corners of his mouth with a tissue, and asked softly, "Is it delicious?" ”

"Not bad."

"Mommy will do it for you next time."

Gu Lan was very happy when she saw Gu Xiaobao eating happily, even happier than when she made her first money because of the design.

Old Madam Gu sat on the side and saw the interaction between Gu Lan's mother and son, with relief in her eyes.

That's the right conversion.

In the past, Gu Xiaobao took care of Gu Lan and accommodated Gu Lan, but now Gu Lan has finally found his suitable role.

It is right that mother and son love each other.

……

At Friday's parent-teacher meeting, Gu Lan dressed up carefully before going downstairs.

She took off her simple and capable OL outfit and put on a burgundy long dress, with her sexy wavy long hair hanging down behind her head, full of femininity.

Gu Lan stood at the top of the stairs and posed, and stroked his long hair, "Xiaobao, is Mommy good-looking?" ”

Gu Xiaobao said, "It's good-looking." ”

Gu Shaoze said coldly: "Little aunt, I know that the people who are holding the parent-teacher meeting today think that you are the parent of the student, and those who don't know think that you are going to the dinner!" ”

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