Chapter 122: Junjun, Auntie's House is Your Home
"Mom, we usually cook so much, and we're done eating." Timber Road.
"Can you eat so much?" Zhou Yan glared at Lin Mu and began to read in pieces:
"Young people must know how to be thrifty, although there is no shortage of food or clothing now, but you can't be extravagant and wasteful, don't do so much for the two of you to eat by yourself in the future."
"IāI can finish it." Mo Jun suddenly whispered beside him.
"Can you finish eating?" Zhou Yan looked at the dishes on the table, thinking that Mo Jun was afraid that she would continue to talk about Lin Mu, so she didn't say anything more.
"Forget it, it's okay, let's put it in the refrigerator if you can't finish eating."
"So let's go?" Lin Mu said to the two women.
"Eat, eat, what's the family's politeness?" Zhou Yan picked up the chopsticks and gave Mo Jun a piece of boiled meat.
"Thank you." Mo Jun was stunned and hurriedly thanked Zhou Yan.
"Thank you, you see you're so thin, eat more."
Zhou Yan kept picking up vegetables for Mo Jun, and was still chattering there:
"Next time I come to the house, Auntie will make you a few special dishes of Gongcheng."
"Oh."
Mo Jun didn't know how to deal with it, so she had to keep putting the dishes that Zhou Yan gave her into her mouth.
She was indeed a little hungry, and this was a dish that Lin Mu's mother had given her with her own hands, so she naturally had to eat it.
Zhou Yan saw that Mo Jun quickly finished eating the dishes she had sandwiched, so she gave Mo Jun another clip.
Mo Jun honestly stuffed them into his mouth one by one.
Zhou Yan clamped her again, and she ate again......
Soon Zhou Yan realized that something was wrong.
It didn't take long for several plates of dishes to be empty, and Mo Jun didn't show any signs of being full.
Zhou Yan felt that her hand holding chopsticks was a little sore, and she remembered what her son had just said.
"Mo Jun's appetite is a little bigger than that of ordinary people."
Which is a little bigger?
"Mom, don't just care about serving vegetables to Mo Jun, you can eat it too."
Lin Mu smiled and sandwiched a green vegetable for his mother, mainly several plates of large meat dishes were eaten by Mo Jun.
At this time, Mo Jun also realized that he seemed to be eating too fast, and said embarrassedly:
"Shall I stir-fry some meat dishes again?"
"No, no, your uncle and I usually eat quite light at home, and you young people still need to develop, so you should eat more."
Zhou Yan hurriedly stopped Mo Jun and asked her to continue eating.
Lin Mu said helplessly beside him: "Mom, Mo Jun is older than me, what else is he developing?" It's not a child. ā
Zhou Yan hurriedly said: "Look at my memory, the main reason is that Mo Jun's face is too tender, I always thought she was a little girl." ā
Then he said to Mo Jun: "It's okay, you eat, eat more." ā
Although Zhou Yan is in her forties, she is also quite beautiful, and she usually eats less for fear of gaining weight.
But at this moment, watching the slender and delicate Mo Jun eat one bite after another, she couldn't help but feel a little incredible.
That's too palatable, isn't it?!
Soon, all the dishes on the table were eaten clean by Mo Jun.
And looking at Mo Jun's appearance, it seems that he has only eaten ninety percent full.
Zhou Yan was dumbfounded.
Now she finally knew why Lin Mu and Mo Jun had to cook such a dish when they were eating.
Seeing Zhou Yan's surprised expression, Mo Jun whispered weakly, "I...... Is it eating too much? ā
Zhou Yan hurriedly said: "No, no, young people just need to eat more, so that they can have children in the future." ā
Mo Jun was stunned for a moment, his face suddenly turned red, and he quickly stood up and cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, "I'll go wash the dishes." ā
After saying that, he packed up the dishes, chopsticks and dishes and fled into the kitchen.
Zhou Yan glared at Lin Mu: "You still don't want to help?" ā
Lin Mu spread his hands: "Mo Jun never asked me to help, and I can't help it!" ā
"You! I'm embarrassed to let someone cook for you and help you wash the dishes! ā
Zhou Yan hated iron and said: "How can you chase girls like this?" ā
Lin Mu had to stand up and walk into the kitchen, but was soon driven out by Mo Jun.
He looked at Zhou Yan innocently: "Mom, did you see it?" ā
Zhou Yan looked at Mo Jun who was busy in the kitchen, wearing a goose-yellow long skirt outlining a slender figure, a melon seed face full of classical charm, long hair like a waterfall, and a fairy spirit.
Such a fairy who seems to have descended from the sky is willing to cook and wash dishes for her son, which makes Zhou Yan feel a little unreal.
Now the little girls in this society, who are slightly good-looking, are spoiled to the sky, and their fingers do not touch the spring water, and they even have to be fed when they eat.
Zhou Yan was worried that her son would bring back such a squeamish daughter-in-law one day, and with her violent temper, she really didn't know how to get along.
But now that she sees Mo Jun, Zhou Yan's worries are gone.
"Son, Mo Jun has endured hardships at first glance and can hurt people, this time you have to seize the opportunity!"
Lin Mu smiled, it was quite painful, and it hurt me a lot every time.
"Mom, I'm already trying."
"The better the girl, the more cautious she is about falling in love, son, don't be discouraged, your father chased me for more than ten years before I agreed to him."
"Huh? Mom, didn't you and my dad get married at the age of twenty-five? Could it be that my dad has been chasing you since he was a teenager? ā
"So much nonsense? I'm just giving you an example to encourage you! ā
"Oh, yes."
The mother and son were muttering in the living room, and Mo Jun had quickly washed the dishes and came out, still holding a plate of cut fruit in his hand.
"Let's eat the fruit."
"Thank you, Mo Jun." Zhou Yan was a little embarrassed, and praised sincerely:
"There are really too few capable and sensible girls like you now."
"Thank you, thank you." Mo Jun didn't know how to react, so he had to answer sneeringly, but he was inexplicably happy in his heart.
Lin Mu quietly gave Mo Jun a thumbs up and squeezed his eyes.
Mo Jun didn't overturn him and ignored him.
"You can sit down and eat, too."
Zhou Yan saw that Mo Jun was still standing, took her hand and sat down, took a fork and forked a piece of apple and handed it to her.
"Oh."
Mo Jun agreed in a low voice, reached out to take it, put the apple in his mouth and bit it gently.
Zhou Yan looked at the way she was eating, and the more she looked at it, the more she liked it, and suddenly took out her mobile phone.
"Junjun, can you take a picture with your aunt?"
"Huh?" Mo Jun still had an apple in his mouth, his small mouth was open, and there was doubt in his eyes.
Zhou Yan handed the mobile phone to Lin Mu: "What are you doing in a daze?" Take pictures of me and Junjun! ā
Lin Mu hurriedly took the phone, took a few steps back, and framed his mother and Mo Jun into the camera.
In the shot, Zhou Yan raised her hand to hold Mo Jun's shoulder, and Mo Jun's whole body was stiff, like a sculpture.
Click!
Lin Mu pressed his fingers and saved this moment.
After a while, Zhou Yan, who had finished the inspection, was very satisfied and ready to leave, and before leaving, he also told Mo Jun:
"Junjun, let Lin Mu take you to the house to play in the future, Auntie will make you good food, and you can come over at any time when you know the way, Auntie's house is your home."
"Yes, thank you." Mo Jun folded his hands, pinched his skirt, and whispered in agreement.
"And, you!"
Zhou Yan's face changed, and she pointed at Lin Mu solemnly: "Don't bully Junjun in the future, otherwise I won't be able to spare you!" ā
"......" Lin Mu: "It's not Mom, I'm your own child, right?" ā