The chubby chef emerges from the small kitchen, holding a delicate soup bowl in his hand and serving it with both hands.

Qingting hurriedly got up and took it, thanked him, and pointed to the things he had just brought in, "Uncle Huang, this is Mommy's favorite fruit and snacks, remember to let her eat a little every day." ”

Doctors say that eating smaller, more frequent meals will help recovery.

The chef hurriedly agreed, and he liked this kind and filial young lady very much.

Not only him, but the other entourages like this newly baked young lady of the Leng family very much, lively and cheerful, good-tempered, easy-going and good waiting, and often coax the lady to be happy, so that everyone has always had a little more joy in their dull days.

Unlike the previous Miss Lan Xin, who pretended to be well-behaved and docile in front of her wife, as soon as she turned to their entourage, she showed her pampered side and called them around without any respect.

Rui Shao's vision is good, and he picked one of the most haode girls as his wife.

Their entourage was also relieved, and they were not afraid that they would have a hard time in the future.

Qingting snuggled up to Leng's mother, chattering, talking and laughing, and there was no time for quiet.

Qi Rui got off work and went to the hospital, and before he entered the ward, he heard his wife's crisp voice, "Mommy, this film is very good, very funny, I like it very much, if you are bored during the day, just watch it." ”

"Okay."

"These songs are also good, very light melodies, which will make people feel good."

"Got it, I'll listen."

Qi Rui listened to these words, no matter how much trouble he had disappeared, like an unknown big hand, gently touching his heartstrings, he was indescribably comfortable, he pushed the door in, "Mommy, Tingting." ”

Leng Mu was half-lying on the bed, looking at the handheld computer with her head against Qingting, with a smile on her face, "Arrow, you're here, we're waiting for you to have dinner together." ”

Qingting waved his small hand and squeezed his left eye mischievously, "There's your favorite black fish soup." ”

The corners of Qi Rui's mouth twitched, when did he love to eat black fish soup? Talk nonsense.

On the small table in the living room, there are four dishes and one soup, two meat and two vegetarian dishes, all of which are simple home-cooked dishes, with a very light taste, less oil and less salt, suitable for patients to eat.

The three of them sat together, and Qingting brought out three bowls of soup with very quick hands and feet, "Come, a bowl of Mommy, a bowl of Qirui, a bowl of me, everyone has to drink it all." ”

"How do you treat me like a child?" That being said, the smile on Leng's mother's face never disappeared, and she drank all the fish soup very happily.

Qi Rui's eyes were about to fall off, how could he remember that Mommy hated eating fish soup the most? I suspect that the fish soup has a fishy smell, and I don't eat fish at home all year round.

Qingting kicked him with his foot and raised his chin, "Drink." ”

Qi Rui pursed his lips and drank the fish soup slowly, to be honest, it was really not delicious, it faded out of the bird, and the fishy smell of the fish soup was more obvious.

Qingting smiled and put a chopstick dish on the plate in front of Leng Mu, "This stir-fried oil and wheat cabbage is delicious, Mommy, you can also taste it." ”

"Uh-huh, that's good." Leng Mu smiled and squinted, looking like it was not delicious.

Not bad? Qi Rui took a chopstick and stuffed it into his mouth, and his expression stiffened for a moment.

No taste at all!

As long as the dishes are lightly coerced, Leng's mother eats them very happily, eats a meal, eats for a whole hour, and is happy.

Seeing the smile on his mother's face, Qi Rui couldn't help but glance at his wife and gently held her little hand under the table.

It's nice to have her here!

It's like home!