Chapter 217: The Third Level (4)

"Mom, where have you been? Why don't you come to see Yu'er all the time? Feng Xiaoyou looked at the young woman with tears in her eyes and whispered, with a little complaint in her tone.

"Alas, if possible, my mother also wants to stay by your side, but my mother's side is full of dangers, and in order for you to grow up safely, I can only leave you ruthlessly. You'er, don't blame your mother, okay? Mom promised not to leave you in the future, you see that there is no outsider here, our mother and daughter can live here with peace of mind, and no one will disturb us again. The young woman took Feng Xiaoyou's hand, her eyes were full of love, and she said softly.

"Then mom must talk and count, don't let You'er can't find you again!" Feng Xiaoyou finally showed a happy smile and pulled the young woman to be coquettish.

"Since I counted, I thought that you would come to find it, and I have arranged your room for you, because I am worried that you will not be used to it, so I will arrange the room exactly the same as your room in the Feng family." The young woman took Kazeshinoyu's hand and entered the house, bypassing the antechamber to her room.

When she saw the room furnishings, Feng Xiaoyou sighed in her heart, fake is fake after all, how can her mother know that she is in the room of the Feng family, even if she has been there secretly, what is the matter with the petals on the ground, if she remembers correctly, those petals are the ones she practiced controlling the spiritual power before she set off.

"What's wrong with Yoo? Don't like it? Seeing Feng Xiaoyou standing still at the door, the young woman pulled her sleeve and asked, looking a little worried.

"I like it!" Feng Xiaoyou nodded, knowing that she was fake, but she was reluctant to let her disappear so quickly, attached to this rare maternal love.

"If you like it, You'er, you can rest for a while, and Mom will go cook for you!" The young woman kept a smile on her face and whispered to Feng Xiaoyu.

"I'll go with you!" Feng Xiaoyou hurriedly took her hand and said with a smile.

"Does Yu'er also cook?"

"Absolutely! I'm a good cook! Kazeshino smiled and nodded.

"That's okay, let's go cook together with mother and daughter, and mom wants to try our You'er's craftsmanship." The young woman said with a smile, took Feng Xiaoyou's hand out of the front hall, followed a bamboo forest path, and soon arrived at the kitchen house in the backyard.

"The ingredients are all fresh, what do you want to eat?" The young woman looked at Feng Xiaoyou lovingly and asked with a smile.

"I'm not a picky eater, I like everything my mother makes!"

"You also like the mothers you make."

said that the mother and daughter were busy, washing vegetables and cutting vegetables, washing rice and cooking rice, and they were very busy.

During the whole cooking process, Feng Xiaoyou's eyes have been falling on the young woman's body, the young woman's appearance is seven or eight points similar to her previous life's appearance, which is exactly what she imagined, the corner of the young woman's mouth has been with a happy smile, and her eyes have fallen on her body from time to time, whenever the two look at each other, they will look at each other and smile.

Soon a rich meal was ready, Feng Xiaoyou and the young woman put them on the dining table together, the two sat next to each other, the young woman picked up the chopsticks and sandwiched a piece of spiritual chicken into her bowl, "You are too thin, eat more!" ”

"When I was a child, I envied Xiaoyan, the daughter of the dean's mother, the most, because every time she ate, the dean's mother would put her favorite dishes into her bowl and always tell her to eat slowly!" Feng Xiaoyou looked at the extra piece of spirit chicken in the bowl and said softly.

Hearing this, the young woman's face showed a touch of distress, "You'er, mom is sorry for you, mom will definitely try her best to compensate you in the future!" ”

"It's nothing, it's all gone! Mom, you eat vegetables too! Feng Xiaoyou shook his head slightly, picked up his chopsticks and put a few of his own dishes in the young woman's bowl.