Thinking about what had happened recently, Mu Rongrong suddenly felt that what He Zhiqing said was not entirely unreasonable.

Mu Yao has lived with them for ten years, and now Mu Yao has changed too much, and it is not at all like the Mu Yao they first met.

"You mean ......"

He Zhiqing nodded, "Mom, I suspect that she is not the real Mu Yao." ”

Mu Rongrong pondered for a moment, and she said, "You want to find a way to get Mu Yao's hair, can't we check it?" ”

……

After dinner, Mu Yao ran to Mingzhao's house with her textbooks, and when she entered the house, she found that Mingzhao lived alone except for the nanny at home.

She doesn't have a good relationship with his parents?

"My parents both work in Tsushi, and they only have time to come over during holidays, so we have a harmonious relationship." Ming Zhao explained.

Mu Yao was a little embarrassed, especially after being seen through.

Her little face flushed slightly, and she said, "What about the cocoon?" ”

Ming Zhao pointed to the corner on the side, Mu Yao hurriedly walked over and said, "Let's not study at night!" I want to dispose of these cocoons. ”

Ming Zhao nodded, Mu Yao has really been in a high-intensity state of study recently, and her progress is enough for her to stand out in next week's monthly exam, so it doesn't hinder her to take a break now.

"You teach me how to do this, I'll help you!"

Mu Yao nodded, as if thinking of something, looked at Ming Zhao with some embarrassment, and said, "The silkworm cocoon has to be boiled first, otherwise it's better to take it to my house to get it!" ”

She was embarrassed to use the pot at Mingzhao's house, after all, if it was used to cook silkworm cocoons, this pot could no longer be used to cook food.

And such a bamboo basket of silkworm cocoons will definitely not be able to be boiled in one pot, and it will be cooked several times.

Moreover, Mu Yao felt that after she crossed into Mu Yao's body, there was a pit in her brain.

The cocoon has to be boiled first, and after a series of treatments, it can be reeled, and she doesn't seem to have anything in her hand now?

"Let's go!" Mingzhao spoke up.

"Where?" Mu Yao looked at Ming Zhao puzzled, he had already picked up the bamboo basket and walked towards the backyard, Mu Yao hurriedly followed.

When she arrived in the backyard, Mu Yao found that there was a two-story hut in the backyard, and Ming Zhao walked to the door and opened the door with a key, and then walked inside.

When I entered the room, I saw that there were a lot of things in an orderly manner, and there was a large pot on one side, a stove below, and a lot of dry firewood was piled up on the side.

"When my grandmother was alive, she also cooked silkworm reeling silk, and the tools were always preserved, and they could be used, so I went to Aunt Li to help us boil water." With that, Ming Zhao walked out.

Mu Yao walked directly to the stove, brushed the pot with water, and then poured water into it and began to burn the fire.

Mingzhao was a little surprised, he didn't expect Mu Yao to actually burn the fire, Mu Yao's family background is good, and it can be seen that her parents love her very much, but they are afraid that they will not let her touch this, so Mingzhao is very surprised.

"When I was in the countryside before, I watched my grandmother make a fire, and I tried it and didn't expect it to catch fire!" Mu Yao looked a little proud.

Aunt Li glanced at Mu Yao, remembering that the old man had called back and said that if Ming Zhao brought a little girl named Mu Yao home, let her go as far as she wanted, and don't stay aside as a light cannon, so she said, "Young master, do you still need me to help?" ”