"Daiyu!"

"Sister-in-law, are you alright?"

The exclamations of the crowd rang in their ears, and Liu Daiyu gradually pulled back his train of thought.

She looked down and found that her hand was only a layer of broken skin, not deep, and immediately shook her head.

Immediately, someone grabbed her wrist, and then took her to the water pipe, first helped her wash the bloodstains, and Xu Chenmo looked at the wound seriously.

After finding that there was no big problem, he took Liu Daiyu's hand and walked out of the kitchen, took disinfectant alcohol to help her disinfect, and found a band-aid to put on it.

The way he handled it seriously made Liu Daiyu lose his mind.

In my mind, I was reminded of the image I had just remembered.

As a little girl, she practiced cutting shredded potatoes over and over again in the kitchen......

"It's too coarse, so it's more even." In my ears, it was Fei Zhenzhen's voice.

Throwing her shredded potatoes into the garbage basket and taking out another potato for her to chop.

She is also a pampered little girl, with her head down, crying and continuing to contact.

Soon, a bubble was sharpened on his finger by a kitchen knife.

At night, she was in the bedroom, looking at her fingers, crying and saying, "I hate shredded potatoes." ”

Liu Daiyu was thinking about it, and someone tapped him on the shoulder.

When she came back to her senses, she saw Xu Chenmo open her mouth: "You are sitting here, I know you like to eat fried shredded potatoes the most?" I'll do it. ”

Liu Daiyu came back to his senses.

She shook her head and said, "No, I hate shredded potatoes." ”

When he said a word, Xu Chenmo's eyes sank.

Liu Daiyu was also inexplicably a little uncomfortable in his heart.

She shook her head and sighed, "No need to do it. ”

Xu Chenmo looked at her and finally spoke: "Okay." Then I'll make your favorite ribs. ”

Liu Daiyu nodded.

She sat on the couch and didn't go into the kitchen again, but watched TV with the remote control.

But he was puzzled.

Although Fei Zhenzhen doesn't look good, he won't treat her like that.

Just because she likes to eat shredded potatoes, Fei Zhenzhen let her practice?

No matter how you think about it, I feel that there is a problem.

Those memories seemed to have happened, and they seemed to have been imagined by her, like a dream, so that she couldn't tell the truth.

I thought about it too much, and my head hurt.

Liu Daiyu simply shook his head, settled down, and looked at the TV.

Inside the TV, the news broadcast has begun, wait for a while, eat Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, watch the Spring Festival Gala together, is their annual activity.

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In the kitchen.

Xu Chenmo looked at the potatoes on the cutting board, some of the shredded potatoes that had been cut, each one was very well-proportioned and the same thickness.

And at this moment, those shredded potatoes are mixed with a little bloodstain.

A dark light flashed in Xu Chenmo's eyes.

He walked over, threw the shredded potatoes into the garbage basket, and then picked up the ribs, but somehow, he felt uncomfortable.

It's like suppressing a breath of fire.

But I don't know who to vent to.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, and started to make sweet and sour pork ribs seriously.

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At eight o'clock, the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner was ready and served on the table.

There are dumplings wrapped by the nannies before leaving, all with round bellies, like a small ingot.

And everyone's best cooking.

Ning Xiaopang brought the boiled fish to Xu Chenxi and opened his mouth: "Xiao Wang, your favorite dish!" ”

Xu Chenxi smiled: "Okay, thank you, little fat brother!" ”

Ning Xiaopang smiled evilly: "How many times have I said it, just call brother, don't bring the word chubby, I'm not fat now!" ”