It was dawn and another day began.

The son came back, and the house finally got hot.

Leng Yue got up very early, she took out what her son usually likes to eat and prepared his breakfast.

"Morning Wow! Mommy!"

Siqi also got up and went to the kitchen.

"Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Leng Yue looked at her son who got up early and asked him distressedly.

"I'm not like I used to be. Siqi smiled and said, "I don't like to sleep lazily now, and I will wake up at the end of the day." He stretched his arm. "It's not something everybody can do if you want to sleep until the sun hits your buttocks. ”

Siqi was active, looking energetic.

"After breakfast, go to the restaurant and see your father. Leng Yue told her son that she didn't want her son to know about the conflict between her and Li Min. "Ask him if there's something wrong? He doesn't usually do that, you go and ask!"

"Okay, Mommy!"

Siqi nodded meekly.

It didn't take long for breakfast to be served.

Four dishes and one soup, delicate and exquisite.

"Wow, what a hearty breakfast!" Siqi exclaimed, "Ah, it's all beautiful, fragrant, and delicious!" He took a pair of chopsticks and shredded fish-flavored meat and put it in his mouth. "Mmmm, it's really delicious. This is not something that ordinary people can make, and it tastes so good. ”

"Really?"

Leng Yue looked at her lovely son, and she also smiled and exaggerated:

"Thanks to my son, let my mother show me the craftsmanship of the 'God of Food'. ”

"God of Food?"

Siqi sneered.

He took another pair of chopsticks and put greens in his mouth.

"Uh-huh!"

He was happy.

"It's really worthy of the craftsmanship of the god of food! It's delicious! It's so delicious!" Siqi exaggerated, gulping down: "It's really sweet, bitter, spicy and salty, all kinds of flavors are no more and no less, and the match is just right!" he stretched out his thumb. "The aroma in your mouth is really amazing!"

"Eat more, then!"

Leng Yue looked at her son happily and lovingly, her eyes were full of maternal love.

"I'm very good at cooking, I really don't know how to do it. Leng Yue smiled and said, "After eating breakfast for a while, try the chocolate cake I made for you." ”

"Oh?"

Siqi responded, looking at his mother as if he couldn't believe it.

"Mommy, are you telling the truth?" he asked with a smile, "Is this cake on the table Mommy's handiwork?" his eyes widened. "I didn't expect my mother to really make cakes, and it's chocolate cake, my favorite!"

"Yes, boy!" Leng Yue patted Siqi's cheek fondly: "I got up early this morning and baked it." ”

"So this box of chocolate cakes was also designed by my mother?" Siqi's eyes widened.

"Of course!"

Leng Yue smiled softly.

"Have you seen the movie Forrest Gump?" she asked.

"I haven't seen it. ”

"Then let's have time to check it out. ”

"Good!" Siqi nodded. "Okay. ”

"If you watch this movie, you will be deeply moved. Leng Yue pondered and said: "The protagonist's mother said that life is like a chocolate box, no one knows what kind of house you will build." ”

"Well, that makes sense. ”

"So, chocolate cake contains a person's life. Leng Yue paused and looked at her son gently. "It was also by chance that I learned to make cakes. She continued: "I remember passing by a bookstore some time ago and I picked up a random book, and that book was about making cakes. Anyway, the moment I picked up the book, I loved it. ”

"What if my mother had taken a book on raising pigs at that time?" Siqi asked with a smile as he looked at Leng Yue.

"Then I might become a professional pig farmer, right?" Leng Yue laughed. "Who knows? A lot of things can have different outcomes. ”

Cold Moon pondered for a moment.

"Now I know that chocolate cake can have a bitter taste. She said, "I hope there is no bitterness in this chocolate cake I make." ”

"Uh-huh!"

Siqi was touched in his heart.

"Because my mother has eaten all the bitterness in the past 30 years, right?"

His eyes were moist.

"That's it. Leng Yue smiled: "If I concentrate on cooking, I might become a gourmet." ”

She exaggerated and laughed happily.

A harmonious, joyful atmosphere permeates between the two people.

"Oh my God, it's not fair. Leng Yue continued.

"That's the charm of mom, isn't it?" Siqi laughed too. "The artist's style!"

"Yes, that's the way to witness the scene, you can't rely on it!"

"Uh-huh!"

Siqi smiled.

"Delicious! delicious!"

"Then eat it quickly, it will be cold for a while. ”

Leng Yue sandwiched a piece of braised pork ribs and put it in Siqi's bowl.