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"Huh?" When Steward Zhou heard this, it seemed to make sense, the last time the little master had a cold, it was a full half a month in the county hospital, "But······ It's me at home, hey, I'm useless, I can get sick if I get wet. ”

Mo Xiaomi stepped forward, put the basket on the stove, and said, "Grandpa Zhou, I'll cook for you, and when you're well, I'll take care of my little brother." ”

"Huh?" Steward Zhou smiled, "You are so young, can you cook?" ”

"Brother Zhou, don't believe it, this busy season in my family, Xiaomi's mother is pregnant, and Xiaomi cooks." Mo Xiangshan said with a smile, and in front of outsiders, he praised Mo Xiaomi without hesitation.

"Hearing you say that, I remembered, I often saw millet go to the field to deliver food to you before, at first I thought it was made by Xiaomi's mother, but I didn't expect it to be made by Xiaomi, it's amazing." Steward Zhou praised, "Ah sneeze, Ah sneeze······"

"You hurry back to the house and rest, I'll go buy you some cold medicine and fever medicine." Mo Xiangshan said, "You also said, you take care of the little master, if you fall, then your little master will have no one to take care of." ”

"Hey!" Steward Zhou sighed, "That'······ Then I'll trouble you, and when I'm ready, I'll treat you to a good meal. ”

"By the way, have you come back for ginger soup?" Mo Xiangshan asked, "It's raining, drinking ginger soup to sweat is the most effective." ”

Steward Zhou was a little embarrassed on his face, and said, "When I got home, I changed my clothes and cooked, and I forgot about drinking ginger tea for a long time." ”

"You don't care about yourself too much, hurry up and go in and rest." Mo Xiangshan said, "Xiaomi, do you know how to burn ginger tea?" ”

"Yes." Mo Xiaomi nodded, and began to squat on the ground, select the best ginger, and make rice while burning the fire.

To cook rice on the stove, the fire should not be too large, and the fire should not be broken. Mo Xiaomi often does it during this time, and he can completely master the heat. Then I cut a dozen pieces of ginger, then put them in water and boiled, maybe a little unpleasant, and put a little brown sugar.

The rice here is ready, and the ginger soup is also cooked over there.

Mo Xiaomi carefully put it in the bowl, and then brought it to the house, Steward Zhou was in the bedroom, sneezing vigorously, without asking, Mo Mi could know which was Steward Zhou's bedroom.

"Grandpa Zhou, you drink some ginger soup and sweat." Mo Xiaomi put the ginger soup on the bedside table, "The rice is ready, I'll fry two more dishes!" Soon I will be able to eat. ”

"Ahh······h Steward Zhou couldn't hold back, and sneezed a few more times, "Thank you Xiaomi." ”

"No thanks." Mo Xiaomi said modestly, and his heart was very excited.

Hey, hey, hey, she's in the house!

It's closer to Kim's thighs!

When Mo Xiaomi came out of Steward Zhou's bedroom, he heard a strange sound, turned his head and looked, where a door suddenly opened, and Gu Yanze came out of it in a wheelchair.

Mo Xiaomi was stunned, it was the first time she came to Gu Yanze's small western-style building, there were not only stairs inside, but also an elevator.

But if you think about it, you can understand that Gu Yanze lives on the third floor, and if there is no elevator, it is indeed difficult to go up and down the stairs.

Gu Yanze didn't speak, just looked at Mo Xiaomi like this, and there was no fluctuation in his eyes.

Mo Xiaomi was at a loss, thinking that she had an adult soul, and she was stared at by a child, and she panicked, she felt that she was too failed. ‘

With this little guts, you still want to hug your golden thighs?

Mo Xiaomi plucked up her courage and forced herself to calm down: "Grandpa Zhou is sick in the rain, my grandfather went to buy cold medicine and fever medicine, and I stayed to cook ginger soup for Grandpa Zhou and cook." Uh-uh······ The rice is ready, I'm going to stir-fry ······"