"If you can do it all, can you not come?" Jiang Nan replied quickly.

"Humph! What happens if you just say you're going? You're going to have to hit me. Mo Ziqi pouted and complained, but she didn't dare to reply like this on WeChat, and sent a line of words very dogged, writing: Of course, there are many that won't, I hope the master can give advice.

"Well said!" Jiang Nan still sent a voice.

Mo Ziqi also nodded and said, "That, I have something to do tomorrow morning, so I'll come to your house in the afternoon." ”

Jiang Nan came over with a yes expression.

Mo Ziqi got what he wanted, happily put away his mobile phone, and the Sultan asked, "Is the holiday approved?" ”

Mo Ziqi sighed: "Yes! Life is full of people! ”

When the Sultan heard this, he smiled and said, "Every grandfather comes from his grandson, and when you come out, you can take care of others." ”

Mo Ziqi also smiled and said, "This sentence is really useless!" ”

The Sultan lowered his head and looked at the question and said, "Okay, hurry up and do the question, time waits for no one." ”

"Hmmm! The years blow people old. Mo Ziqi also lowered his head and said.

Giggles... Both couldn't help but laugh.

At ten o'clock, Mo Ziqi was a little unbearable, yawning and not saying anything, the words in front of her were about to be ghosted, she rubbed her eyes and persisted for another half an hour, and said to the Sultan: "I'll sleep first." Then he threw the pen and lay down on the bed, and the quilt was subconsciously covered by himself and fell asleep.

The Sultan glanced at Mo Ziqi, who was asleep, then at the alarm clock on her desk, and continued with the unfinished math paper in her hand.

Due to the biological clock, the two woke up at about half past five the next morning, Mo Ziqi opened his eyes and remembered that he had taken a holiday, and lay down again to continue sleeping.

The Sultan got dressed and said to her, "Mo Ziqi, get up quickly, I'll make you breakfast." ”

Mo Ziqi came to her senses when she heard the word breakfast, and quickly got up to change her clothes, Mom, their nanny will not come back until tomorrow, and she doesn't want to eat the breakfast made by her mother.

It was only six o'clock after the two brushed their teeth and washed their faces, and they didn't make a sound with a tacit understanding, for fear of disturbing Mo Ziqi's parents.

When she came to the kitchen, the Sultan opened their big refrigerator and found that the ingredients were very rich, she looked at it, took the millet out, took the flour and eggs, and then instructed Mo Ziqi to close the refrigerator.

I opened the locker under the gas stove and looked for a while before I took out an orchid casserole for making soup, and then found a small frying pan and washed the two things with water and a rag before putting them on the gas stove.

Mo Ziqi watched from the side, unable to help at all, so he could only ask, "What are you going to do for me?" ”

The Sultan smiled and said, "I'll just boil porridge and spread egg cakes, oh yes, you can get some shallots from the fridge and give it to me." ”

"Okay" After saying that, he opened the refrigerator and asked, "Is the leaf round or flat?" ”

The "round" Sultan took out a larger bowl from the locker and used it to wash rice.

After she washed the millet and poured it into the casserole, Mo Ziqi showed her the washed green onions like a treasure, the Sultan couldn't cry or laugh, this guy has a heart, right? She had torn off all the green leaves, leaving the last two of the last ones with a short green in the middle.

There was no way, she could only unscrew the gas first, let the millet boil first, and took two more out of the refrigerator, and said while washing: "You see, as long as the green part is not broken, you don't need to remove it, what I want is the green part." ”

"Ahh That's it! Mo Ziqi watched the Sultan's white and slender ten fingers skillfully wash the shallots, and found that those who can actually cook may not necessarily be yellow-faced women, and they may not be a little fairy.

The Sultan washed the large bowl of rice just now, then took a lot of flour into it, tied the flour bag and handed it to Mo Ziqi, asking her to help put it back in the refrigerator.

After beating three eggs, the Sultan took the manual whisk he had just found and stirred it with water, and when the water was enough, he began to slowly stir it evenly.

"I'd like to try it too." Mo Ziqi watched the sultan stir and thought it was very funny.

"Okay, you wait a minute." After speaking, he took the box of salt, added an appropriate amount of salt to it, and let Mo Ziqi start stirring, and he took a cutting board and began to finely chop the shallots, and after chopping, he put them all into the batter that Mo Ziqi was stirring, signaling her to continue stirring.

After a while, Mo Ziqi put down the blender and said, "Wow, your hands are so sore, how long will you have to stir?" ”

"I'll see." The Sultan picked up the blender and stirred the batter and said, "All right, that's it." With that, the stove where the pan was placed turned on as well.

When I got to a little oil, when the oil temperature was hot enough, the Sultan got some batter into it, and then shook the pan gently to ensure that it didn't stick to the bottom of the pan.

In Mo Ziqi's amazed gaze, the Sultan turned the cooked egg cake on one side and turned it over to the other side, and at the same time, the water in the casserole was also boiling, and the Sultan hurriedly turned the fire down with one free hand to avoid spraying out.

After the first cake came out of the pot, the Sultan carefully put it into the prepared plate, Mo Ziqi had already taken the chopsticks and was ready to taste it, and then was stopped by the Sultan's words, she said: "Don't eat it yet, it's very hot, and it's easy to get hot, let it be for a while." ”

Mo Ziqi looked at the Sultan, then at the golden and tempting egg cake on the plate, swallowed his saliva, and was a little unwilling, but after seeing the Sultan pour the batter into the pot again, he quickly took out his mobile phone and took pictures with his mobile phone.

It was already past six o'clock, and the sun was shining into the kitchen, and the Sultan was bathed in the sun, and with a skill in his hand, the bread in the pot was turned over and lay flat in the pot.

Mo Ziqi put the final picture on the pancake on the plate, and then ordered to end the shooting.

After the Sultan had spread out all the egg cakes and fried two more eggs and a few ham sausages and bacon, Mo Ziqi's parents also got up and went downstairs.

When they saw the breakfast on the table, Feng Qing asked, "These are all made by the Sultan?" ”

"Mom, I did it." Mo Ziqi stood next to the Sultan serving porridge and helped her carry the bowl.

Feng Qing rolled his eyes and said, "Pull it down, you haven't entered the kitchen door, I'm afraid you can't tell the difference between shallots and garlic sprouts, right?" How can you make so many fancy breakfasts? ”

Mo Ziqi and the Sultan both burst out laughing, and Mo Ziqi even said: "Mom, I really know the daughter Mo Ruo's mother!" "She really couldn't tell the difference.

"That is, unless there is a genetic mutation, you can't see your cooking." Feng Qing sat down, looked at her daughter's very dog-legged bowl of millet porridge in front of her, and carefully asked if it was hot, she knew that she had nothing to do, and she was either a traitor or a thief.

Sure enough, after eating, Mo Ziqi asked, "Mom, I want to go shopping with the Sultan for a while, but I have no money in my hand, what should I do?" ”

Feng Qing scooped up the millet porridge with a spoon and blew it gently, and said, "Give you five hundred, don't ask me for money again this winter vacation, how about it?" ”

"Good!" Mo Ziqi agreed very happily, anyway, the New Year will be in two days, and the red envelope alone will be able to cover her expenses in the first half of next year.

After breakfast, Mo Ziqi and Sultan went out with a small bag on their backs, Mo's father hurriedly chased them out and planned to drive them there, but Mo Ziqi refused, saying: "Dad, you haven't been at home for two days, Mom has a big belly, you can accompany her at home, and we will take the bus by ourselves." ”

"Alright! Then take care of your own safety. "Father Mo is not very relieved, and his wife is home alone.

"Goodbye, uncle." The Sultan politely waved at Father Mo.

Father Mo also nodded to her kindly, and explained to Mo Ziqi: "Don't take a taxi, it's not safe, Ziqi invited the Sultan to eat something delicious at noon, and people didn't entertain them well." ”

"Okay, I know, I won't wronged her." Mo Ziqi pulled the Sultan and said goodbye as he walked, waving goodbye to his father.

After walking for a long time, the Sultan asked Mo Ziqi, "Where are we going?" ”

"Of course, I went to a big shopping mall, where I had a lot of food, a lot of fun, and all kinds of clothes and shoes." Mo Ziqi took the Sultan's hand and the two crossed the road together, intending to go to the opposite bus stop to take a bus.

The Sultan asked, "Far away?" I haven't been to the legendary mall yet. ”

"It's not far, about twenty minutes, of course, if there is no traffic jam." Mo Ziqi looked at the bus stop full of people, and then said, "Carry your bag to your chest, just in case." ”

"Thief-proof?" The Sultan did as she was told.

"Yes! I used to lose my wallet during the Chinese New Year, and there were so many people that I don't know when I lost it. Mo Ziqi looked at the bus number and said, "It's coming, it's good that we're early, and there aren't many people." ”

After getting on the bus, there were seats on the bus, and the two of them sat down, the Sultan asked, "Do you want to buy clothes?" ”

Mo Ziqi nodded and said: "The main thing is that I have been suffocated in the past six months, it was boring to go shopping alone without a companion before, so I went shopping less, and then you played together, and I didn't have time, and now I finally got an opportunity, how can I let it go?" ”

"Wouldn't it? You should be very popular with such a cheerful personality, how can you not have a good friend who goes shopping together? "The Sultan thought it was strange.

Mo Ziqi made a helpless expression and said: "Maybe friends are not very good, I always feel like I can't be close to me, and I don't like to be close to me, and I can't get used to people, so I have always had a lot of friends, and I don't have a heart-to-heart relationship, you don't believe it when you say it, and you have been to my house until now." ”

"Oh, I'm honored!" The Sultan said with a smile that she liked Mo Ziqi very much, honest and kind.

Then the Sultan asked, "Ah! After talking for a long time, you still haven't said what you want to buy? ”

Mo Ziqi glanced at her, leaned into her ear and whispered, "I want to buy underwear." ”

When the Sultan heard this, he was surprised and asked, "You also bought this yourself?" ”

Mo Ziqi nodded and said, "Yes! I've always bought it myself. "Is there something wrong? How do people know how big you are? "Huh! Didn't you buy it yourself? Mo Ziqi was also surprised.

"I've always had my mom buy it for me." The Sultan was blindfolded.

Mo Ziqi was also blindsided and asked, "Your mother knows the yardage?" ”

The Sultan nodded and said, "She bought everything suitably." "She also liked the colors and styles.

Mo Ziqi suddenly had a feeling: Sure enough, good mothers are all other people's feelings.

At the same time, Sudan also has a kind of: Wow, Mo Ziqi is so independent, much better than me.