Mo Xialan's thing about the person in front of him is that he doesn't eat it, and he doesn't know that his mother has died, if he had known, he wouldn't have asked him why he was called this name. When she couldn't see his mother before, she thought that she didn't like to come out to meet people, but what she didn't expect today was that his mother had passed away.

"It's okay, you didn't know about it, let's go over, it should be almost ready over there." Bo Jingcheng didn't want his bad mood to infect this kind of woman, so he quickly changed the topic, and after saying this, he left the living room first and walked to the place to eat.

"Hmm." Looking at the back of Bo Jingcheng leaving, I don't know why, although he said that it was okay, Mo Xialan always felt that his heart was very sad.

"Okay, Xiao Tang, don't watch TV, we can eat right away, let's hurry over." By the way, you must remember to say happy birthday to your dad at the dinner table later. Mo Xialan dropped her head, and after recovering her emotions, she went over to ask Xiao Tuanzi to go to the restaurant together.

When she and Xiao Tuanzi walked to the restaurant, Lao Bo was really setting up the dishes and chopsticks, and when he looked up, he saw his future daughter-in-law and grandson coming over, and immediately put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, beckoned to the two of them, and said excitedly: "Mo girl, you are here, come and sit, I rarely have so many Gao Xing cooking by myself today, you can have a good taste later." ”

Today is his birthday, he rarely cooks, and makes a lot of delicious food for his son, although he usually only eats, but his craftsmanship is also very superb, but he is too lazy to do it in ordinary times. Mr. Bo sometimes thinks that his grandson has such good cooking skills, maybe he inherited himself.

"It's so fragrant, Uncle Bo, it turns out that you can cook, then I'll taste it later." When Mo Xialan saw Uncle Bo today, she didn't know why, she felt very kind, and when she smelled the aroma of the food on the table, her mood immediately improved.

And these few strokes, he is about to become his daughter-in-law, this time is also time to cultivate a good relationship, since this marriage Uncle Bo has so much support, she is also very grateful, if Lao Bo does not support this marriage, she really doesn't know if the safety of Xiao Tuanzi can be guaranteed.

"Yes, my cooking skills are good, I just don't usually cook them, but even if my cooking skills are good, I still like to eat the food made by Xiaodanzi the most. Alright, sit down. Although Mr. Bo is very satisfied with the food he makes, he still thinks that the food cooked by his little grandson is the best in the world.

Xiao Tuanzi consciously sat next to his grandfather, leaving two places for his parents, while Mo Xialan and Bo Jingcheng would never have a place, so they could only sit together, although Mo Xialan felt a little uncomfortable, but Bo Jingcheng next to him was actually secretly happy.

After they took their seats, someone brought up the red wine, except for Xiao Tuanzi, and everyone poured a little red wine into their wine glasses, and Mo Xialan looked at some red wine in his glass, and immediately picked up the wine glass in front of him, and said to Bo Jingcheng: "Cheng Yue, today is your birthday, and I didn't have time to prepare a birthday gift for you, so it's better to have a drink." ”

Mo Xialan came empty-handed today, she didn't expect to meet her fiancé's birthday, although she didn't have a gift at this time, so let's make do with a drink. When Bo Jingcheng heard that this woman was going to toast herself, she was tired, so she picked up the wine glass and touched it with her.

The two of them touched the wine glasses unharmed, but Mr. Bo, who was sitting opposite, showed an imperceptible smile. The nickname of his son, since his mother died, no one is allowed to call him anymore, and now he actually tells himself this daughter-in-law, his nickname, it seems that his son really likes Mo Yatou, otherwise he wouldn't let her call his nickname.

"Jing Cheng, since my future daughter-in-law can call you by a nickname, do you think your father can be called?" Although Mr. Bo looked at these two young people so sweet, she still wanted to stand up and tease her son. He wanted Mo Yatou to know that his son's nickname was not just called by people.

Mo Xialan was a little surprised when she heard Mr. Bo say this, isn't the nickname of the iceberg man just anyone? I can't even call my biological father, but looking at Mr. Bo's appearance, it doesn't seem to be a joke. She turned her head to look at Bo Jingcheng, although this person's face was still expressionless on the surface, but the roots of his ears turned red.

Seeing his appearance, Mo Xialan's heart suddenly collided, could it be that the reason why the person in front of him let him call him by his nickname was because he belonged to something special in his heart? But it's just a nickname, and it doesn't mean anything, does it? Mo Xialan tried to calm her emotions, she didn't want to lose face at this dinner table.

"Dad, don't say it, eat your food well." Bo Jingcheng said to his father without changing his face, the reason why he asked this woman to call him by his nickname was because this woman was special. But now his father is teasing him at the dinner table, he and I pretend to be indifferent, and eat quietly, he doesn't want this woman to be embarrassed.

"Okay, I'll eat my food, come, grandson taste grandpa's cooking." After Mr. Bo was deflated by his son, he could only go to talk to his little grandson, he took a bite of the dish and put it in Xiao Tuanzi's bowl, and looked at Xiao Tuanzi expectantly to answer.

Xiao Tuanzi picked up the dishes in the bowl and stuffed them into his mouth, and after chewing a few bites, he immediately gave a thumbs up to his grandfather and said, "Grandpa, what you said is so delicious, I never knew that your cooking skills were so superb!" ”

Xiao Tuanzi looked at his grandfather with an incredible face and said, his cooking skills are superb, which is known to everyone in the city, but what he doesn't know is that his grandfather's cooking skills are also so superb, it seems that he remembers that his cooking skills can be like this, most of them are inherited from his grandfather.

And hearing what Mr. Bo said, Mo Xialan seemed to be able to understand why his son liked to cook when he was a child, and it turned out that he inherited his grandfather. However, if Mr. Bo hadn't shown his cooking skills in front of his house today, she might not have known why her son liked to cook.

Looking at Xiao Tuanzi's satisfied expression, Mo Xialan also took a bite of the dish and sent it to her mouth, and after tasting it, she found that this dish was indeed very delicious, and she also gave a thumbs up to Mr. Bo and said, "Uncle Bo, the dishes you make are really delicious!" I didn't expect you to be so good at cooking, it seems that I will have to come to eat more when I have the opportunity in the future. ”