the next day

Han Muzi seemed to smell the scent of food in her sleep. She touched her belly and turned over.

I didn't get anything because I went to the banquet last night.

When I came back, I only ate one bowl of noodles and rested with millet beans. I was really hungry now and I could smell the aroma of the food.

Han Muzi thought for a while, glanced at the sunlight outside the window, took out her cell phone and looked at the time, and then she realized that Xiaomi Dou, who was sleeping beside her last night, was missing.

After a moment of silence, Han Muzi changed her clothes and went downstairs, and actually saw food on the dining table.

Her first thought was that Xiaoyan is back?

As a result, when I walked to the kitchen door, I saw a small short man standing on a stool, stretching out his hands and trying hard to get the things on the cabinet.

Seeing this scene, Han Muzi's face changed slightly, but she didn't say anything. She watched Xiaomi Dou take off the things before she breathed a sigh of relief and walked forward.

"What were you doing just now?"

Hearing Han Muzi's voice, Xiaomi Dou was startled, her little face blinked with a dark face, and said innocently: "Mommy, I was cooking just now."

"Cooking?" Han Muzi frowned, "When did you learn how to cook? Do you know how dangerous it was just now? What if you stand so high, what if you fall down?"

God knew that when she saw him standing on the chair and stretched out her hands to hold something, Han Muzi's heart was almost thumping into her throat, and she was afraid that he would accidentally fall down. What should I do if he falls down?

But no matter how nervous and afraid he was, he didn't dare to scold him immediately, for fear that he would be scared by himself by screaming.

"Mommy, don't worry, Xiaomidou will be extremely careful and will not fall down!"

He emphasized to Han Muzi seriously, then walked up and put his butt on the table, putting the bowls and chopsticks on the table, turned around and greeted Han Muzi: "Mommy, come here and have breakfast."

Han Muzi was so angry that her brain hurt when she was standing there without wanting to move.

Seeing that she had been standing there, Xiaomi Dou had to take the initiative to come over and hold her hand, but she couldn't pull Han Muzi, so she had to say softly: "Mommy, Xiaomi Dou knows that she is wrong. She won't stand so high next time."

"Next time?" Han Muzi narrowed her eyes.

So Xiaomidou quickly changed his words: "There won't be a next time Mommy. I have worked hard to make breakfast. Why don't Mommy really eat it? It will be cold soon."

Han Muzi: “…”

Speaking of this, Han Muzi was a little soft-hearted again.

Yes, this is the breakfast made for her baby son when he got up early, so how could she not eat it? Wouldn't that be useless to his heart?

Seeing that Han Muzi's expression was loose, Xiaomidou quickly pulled her to the dining table and sat down.

The two sat in the same place, and Han Muzi looked at the breakfast in front of her.

It is actually very simple. It is a poached egg fried by Xiaomi beans, as well as freshly baked bread and soy milk.

Because Xiaoyan specializes in cooking, she has a lot of things at home.

Han Muzi pursed her lips, picked up the poached egg and took a bite. The egg was actually fried just right and it was delicious.

Somewhat surprised, she looked at Xiaomi Dou, who was looking at her with anticipation.

"Mommy, is it delicious?"

His eyes were full of expectations, as if he was waiting to accept her praise.

Naturally, she would not be stingy with her praise for her son. Han Muzi nodded and smiled: "It's much better than mommy imagined."

"Thank you mom! Then mom eat more. If mom likes it, you can make millet beans for mom every day from now on."

Han Muzi: “…”

Suddenly

She felt that the eggs she swallowed were not as fragrant and tender as she thought about it and asked softly: "Xiaomi beans, what does it mean to learn to do these?"

"Well, the mommy I just learned recently."

Han Muzi paused for a moment, "Is Xiaomidou lied?"

"Mommy?"

"How could I do this so well when I just learned it? Tell Mommy, when did you learn it? And, why did you learn this?"

"Hehe." Xiaomi Dou showed a child's innocent smile and said seriously: "Are Mommy praising Xiaomi Dou? I didn't learn it specifically, but I often followed Aunt Xiaoyan, so I learned it slowly."

Follow Xiaoyan?

Xiaoyan has always been responsible for the three meals of the three of them. Sometimes Han Muzi will cook by herself when she is empty, and sometimes Xiaomidou will watch from the side.

But...most of the time she didn't cook much.

"Mommy is too tired sometimes, so Xiaomidou wants to share the burden for her."

Hearing this, Han Muzi felt very uncomfortable. She had never thought of making her children more understanding than other children.

Because in that case, it means that her child’s growth environment does not have too much pampering, which will allow him to slowly grow into a little adult.

But now Xiaomidou is still so understanding, which means that she certainly does not care enough for him.

Thinking of this, Han Muzi didn't say anything anymore, silently finished eating the poached eggs and went to drink soy milk again.

She didn't smile during the whole process. Seeing her depressed look, Xiaomi Dou asked a little depressedly: "Is Xiaomi Dou not delicious? So Mommy is unhappy?"

Han Muzi reacted and quickly smiled again, denying: "No, Xiaomidou is doing well."

She reached out and rubbed Xiaomidou's head and said softly: "But don't get up early next time to make breakfast for mommy. You are just a child. You just need to wait for mommy to cook, or if you want to eat, tell mommy, mommy will get up, okay?"

Xiaomi Dou blinked and nodded at the end: "I understand Mommy!"

"Don't pretend to agree, remember it in your heart!" Han Muzi reminded again.

"Um!!!"

*

Han Family

"Um..." Xiaoyan slept very hard, but turned over but suddenly fell off the bed with a plop.

Bang!

Her body fell directly on the hard floor. Xiaoyan, who was already sleeping very hard, was woken up by the pain. She slowly sat up with her arms that were hurt, looking confused.

What's going on...

She remembered that her bed was against the wall and had railings.

Because of her sleeping habits, her bed was specially bought for custom-made money, so why did she fall down?

Xiaoyan scratched her head a little crazy, but the next second she saw a figure she unexpectedly saw.

There was a slender figure sitting there on the balcony connecting the room. Because I was reading a book, I only showed my side face.

He was almost bathed in the sun, and the morning sun was particularly soft, making his whole body's lines gentle.

Xiaoyan unconsciously became a slut, holding her face in both hands, and staring at Han Qing blankly.

So good!

"I wish I could see the male god in my dreams every day."

Before it came, Xiaoyan sighed.

As a result, Han Qing actually moved at this time, his indifferent gaze fell on her face, and his thin lips opened lightly.
Chapter completed!