Chapter 90: Aunt Rent Collection

"What are we doing here?" Yueyi asked puzzled.

"Eat, how obvious." Mu Ziyou took Yueyi's hand and walked inside.

"Wait!" You haven't asked me if I want to! This sentence was choked in his mouth and not spoken. Painstakingly followed in, and the decoration inside also made Yueyi gain insight.

European-style black, white and gray, simple but not simple, the surrounding walls are made of glass, you can observe the outside scenery when eating, away from the hustle and bustle of the city, to experience a different life, why not? Yueyi thought so. Before I knew it, I had been pulled into the kitchen. There was a pile of dishes on the board, and his face sank.

"What are you doing when I cook?"

"Stay."

"Listen to the song."

"Watching TV."

"Playing with your phone."

"Snacking."

"Help you!"

Obviously, the last sentence came from Mu Ziyou's mouth. In the next second, Yueyi's face darkened. pinching his waist, like a rent-collecting aunt, he pointed to the five people and commanded in turn:

"You! Night Fengyu! Go wash my dishes! ”

"Mu Cheyu! You! Go wash and wipe the dishes and chopsticks you used for eating! ”

"Mo Yan, what about you, chopping vegetables!"

"Wind Whispering Birch! You...... Don't do anything, eat snacks and watch TV. Mom, okay? Ha ha! ”

"Why!?" The three of them asked in unison.

"Got an opinion? Hold on, hurry up and get to work! ”

"Xiao Zi, you just stay like Feng Yuhua."

"Wait! Shangguan Yi! Don't try to run, go clean up the meat! ”

"Huh? Why me? Shangguan asked.

"Disliked? Okay, you don't want to eat for a while. ”

"No, no, no! Don't dislike! Go now. Shangguan Yi patted his sleeve and ran to the kitchen with a righteous face.

What about Yueyi? Stay, watch TV with Fengyuhua, eat snacks, chat, although I am not taken care of, but I am still very happy with myself.

Half an hour passed. The four people in the kitchen walked out one after another and looked directly at Yueyi. However, Yueyi was still immersed in the TV, holding snacks in her hand and laughing. Mu Ziyou pushed Yueyi.

"Huh? Ahem, okay, I'll cook. With an embarrassed cough, he bypassed the 4 telephone poles and went to the kitchen to cook and cook, ready to feed the pigs, no, feed.

Crackling and busy, Yueyi unbuttoned her apron and left the kitchen to sit on the sofa with great domineering.

"Let's set up the utensils and serve the food."

"Good!" Mu Ziyou bore the brunt of the problem and went to the kitchen to serve food. Mu Cheyu also followed to get the dishes and chopsticks.

The remaining 4 people, you look at me and I look at you, there is no fluctuation on their faces. Yueyi didn't bother to pay attention to them. Time-consuming, laborious, and saliva-striating.

After 10 minutes, the dishes were ready, and 7 people were seated.

On the table, corn pork rib soup, stir-fried lotus root slices, braised pork ribs, sweet and sour tenderloin, cola chicken wings, braised pork, Dongpo pork, steamed crucian carp mixed with salad, and roasted eggplant.

Mu Ziyou looked at the dishes on the table and praised:

"Sister Yiyi! You're amazing! ”

"I will just eat, I can't cook Western food, and I don't have delicacies from the mountains and seas." Yueyi picked up the chopsticks and said.

"For the sake of your hard work, we won't pick it up." Shangguan Yi picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in his mouth and said.

"As for you? Love to eat or not! Don't eat pull down! Yueyi fought back unceremoniously.

"Sister Yiyi, you two quarrel every day, aren't you tired?"

"He started first." Yueyi rolled her eyes.

Mo Yan Ye Feng Yu Feng Yu Hua didn't say anything to eat.

Ye Fengyu seemed to be thinking about something, absent-mindedly, Mu Cheyu looked at Ye Fengyu and smiled thoughtfully.