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"Really finished eating?" Mo Xiangshan remembered that he had only eaten a few bites of rice in the morning, and the dishes that had barely been touched, and he was a little unconvinced.

"It's delicious, grandpa, I'm not going to lie. Besides, I'm full, and I won't rob him of food. Mo Mi said, a little strange, "Grandpa, why do you keep asking me this question?" ”

"Hehe, I said that you finished delivering food to your little brother yesterday, and your grandfather Zhou still didn't believe it, because his little young master had never finished eating a bowl of rice, and the dishes only moved once or twice." Mo Xiangshan said with a smile, "Now it seems that it must be my millet that cooks deliciously, and that little brother will eat more." ”

"Probably not." Mo Mi said, "By the way, grandpa, our principal said that there will be rain in the afternoon, so he won't let us go to school." Tomorrow if it doesn't rain and then go to school. ”

"Your headmaster is so nice." Mo Xiangshan praised that learning knowledge is important, but the safety of children is even more important.

When passing by the small western-style building, Mo Xiangshan went to Steward Zhou and said that those meals were eaten by Gu Yanze. Steward Zhou can't wait to go to Mo Xiaomi's house now and learn to cook.

Mo Xiaomi carried a schoolbag and a hat in his hand, and looked upstairs.

The boy upstairs didn't read today, but sat by the window and looked down.

"Little brother, I'll give it back to you after reading the album later, okay?" Mo Xiaomi raised a smile and said to the young man upstairs.

The sound is crunchy and sweet, as pleasant as eating chilled watermelon on a hot day.

Gu Yanze nodded, and agreed.

Little Black Girl, it's not useless, at least the food is delicious: the rice grains are moderately soft and hard, the most important thing is that the dishes are delicious, and the soup is also good.

Thinking of the little picture book that I borrowed yesterday, do you want this little black girl to come over again?

Or maybe he was too bored and teased this little black girl.

When Mo Xiaomi returned home, her mother had already cooked.

In the past, she would say that her mother would not let her cook, but her mother was a person who couldn't be idle, as long as her mother could stand it, she didn't bother to talk about her mother.

After eating, Mo Xiaomi finished reading the rest of the books, put on a hat, and said, "Mom, I'm going to my little brother's house to return the books, and I'll be back in a while." ”

"Huihui, you're at home, don't come out, I'll send Xiaomi over." Mo Xiangshan couldn't sit still, so he liked to chat with others, and by sending his granddaughter, he went out to chat with Steward Zhou.

The grandparents and grandchildren came to the small western-style building at the entrance of the village, and saw Steward Zhou killing chickens by the ditch at the door, and they saw that it was an old hen that was not less than four catties.

"Hehe, Xiaomi, little brother is upstairs, let's go play." Steward Zhou said, killing chickens is too bloody to let children see.

"Well, then I'll go and return the little brother's little picture book." Mo Mi said, and was about to turn around and leave, when he heard Steward Zhou speak again.

"Xiaomi, can you make chicken soup?" Steward Zhou asked, he wanted to cook some chicken soup to make up for the little young master.

"Mm-hmm, yes." Mo Mi said, "My mother drinks chicken soup, which is very nourishing for the body. ”

When Steward Zhou heard this, he was very happy and said, "That's really good, I'll clean it up later, can you teach grandpa to cook chicken soup?"

"Okay." Mo Xiaomi nodded, her heart fluttering.

Now that the second phase seems to have been carried out, it seems that it is quite correct to use food as a breakthrough.

If she keeps up her efforts, she will definitely attack the big money owner and achieve a great victory.