After Rosemary took a shower, she saw Mrs. Chen busy in the kitchen.

"Grandma, aren't you not going to work today? You are preparing lunch for you!"

Mrs. Chen didn't know about Mu Yiyang entering the hospital now.

"Sister Chen, I won't have lunch at home at noon today, but I can prepare lunch one, but I have to prepare two servings."

Rosemary told Chen Sao about Mu Yiyang's hospitalization surgery.

After hearing this, Mrs. Chen looked nervous, "Will that sir be fine? How could he go to the hospital if he is good? I am very careful in cooking and paying attention to hygiene, I..."

"It's okay, it's okay, Mrs. Chen, don't be nervous."

Rosemary quickly comforted her, "Although he had eaten something bad, it really had nothing to do with you. After all, your husband has never come back for a few meals, right? This is my responsibility."

After hearing Rosemary say this, Mrs. Chen was relieved and asked again: "Well, sir, are you okay now?"

"It's not bad if you look at your mental state. I drank all the porridge my mother-in-law prepared in the morning."

"Then the sir shouldn't have a good meal now. Otherwise, I'd better make some porridge for the sir at noon! Then add some chicken soup, which is light and nutritious."

"It's good, but..."

Rosemary looked at Mrs. Chen, her eyes rolled, and she stepped forward and held her arm, "Sister Chen, can you teach me how to make porridge? Make porridge like my mother-in-law."

Mrs. Chen understood and smiled, "Of course, that's fine. Mr. likes to eat porridge made by his wife, right?"

"Then let's start now!"

Rosemary deliberately ignored the latter sentence of Mrs. Chen.

"Then I'll wash rice first."

"I'll do it, I'll do it!"

As soon as Chen Sao picked up the pot, Rosemary stepped forward and snatched the pot from Chen Sao, "Sister Chen, teach me, I'll do it."

Mrs. Chen was still a little embarrassed, "How can you let Grandma, you do it yourself?"

"How can I learn it if I don't do it?"

"Okay, okay, okay, scoop two spoonfuls of rice first, and then wash it three or four times with clean water."

"This is simple, I will."

Rosemary scoops the rice as he said, collects water, and washes it carefully.

After that, he asked Mrs. Chen with a smile, "That's the case, right?"

Mrs. Chen looked relieved, "Grandma, you are so nice to sir..."

"Well……

Rosemary felt guilty and quickly explained, "Isn't there any way I can do it! Who told him to make his stomach so badly? I'll make him porridge, and I'll make me apologize. I won't make it for him!"

Mrs. Chen said: "Look, if you usually want to eat, the young grandma will still learn it seriously for her."

Rosemary said stubbornly: "I won't."

"That is, as long as the young grandma wants to eat, the gentleman will learn it seriously for you."

"That won't be even more impossible."

When Mrs. Chen said this, Rosemary couldn't help but think about this issue seriously.

Thinking of him, Mu Yiyang, facing him all day long, even because she is in this family, he doesn't even want to go back to the family. He just got married and couldn't wait to sign a marriage period with her for one year. How could such a man who is good at using cold violence against her be willing to learn to cook for her?

Let's go for the next life!

No, maybe I won’t have this opportunity in my next life!

"Okay, grandma, just put the water on the fire and boil it. Add some water, yes, add it, it's okay, you won't be afraid of too much water when making porridge. OK, OK, the amount of water is just right."

"Ok!"

Rosemary held the casserole and placed it on the stove.

Mrs. Chen said: "Actually, there is a more convenient way to cook porridge. You can cook it in an ordinary pressure cooker, but the porridge cooked in this way will taste authentic. Cook it for half an hour, then reduce the heat and urn slowly. The porridge cooked will be thick and fragrant, and the teacher will definitely praise it after eating it."

"Okay, then I'll adjust the fire in half an hour."

Rosemary also specially set an alarm clock on her phone.

After that, he tried to learn how to make chicken soup from Mrs. Chen.

Rosemary chopped the chicken into pieces with her own hands. Because she had never had any experience in cooking, she was naturally clumsy when she made her. Mrs. Chen kept laughing while watching, sighing: "Sir, you are so lucky to marry a good wife like you."

"Sister Chen, I can tell that you are mocking me!"

"How dare I? What I said is the truth. Grandma, you are a daughter-in-law. I'm afraid you have never touched these rough work since you were a child, but now you are willing to wash your hands and make soup for your husband. If he knows, he will definitely be very touched."

Rosemary thinks, I hope some people can understand her painstaking efforts like Mrs. Chen!

But, I'm afraid it's difficult!

Of course, it’s okay if you don’t know, she won’t be known by someone! It’s embarrassing.

It was chatting here, and the phone ringtone rang, and it passed in half an hour.

Rosemary hurriedly went to adjust the fire, "Sister Chen, can you just turn off the fire to the smallest?"

“Yes, yes.”

“Wow, it smells so good…”

Rosemary approached and couldn't help but pick up the lid of the clay pot to take a look.

"Be careful of it being hot!"

Mrs. Chen reminded her.

"hiss……"

It's still too late.

"王—" With a sound, Rosemary threw the lid back to its original position. She pinched her earlobes and was so hot that she jumped straight on the spot. She laughed and said, "Oh, I'm so stupid. I can get burned like this, it's simply helpless."

"Is there anything wrong? Let me see it quickly. The gentleman will definitely scold me again."

Mrs. Chen came over to check Rosemary's hands.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Rosemary waved her hand quickly, "Don't worry, I'm not that delicate! It's okay to be hot. This time it's hot, and I won't make the same mistake next time."

"Your heart is so big."

Rosemary smiled and looked indifferent, and continued to smell her porridge.

One hour later—

Rosemary carried his "work" and returned to the hospital with anticipation.

She had tasted the porridge and soup just now. Although she couldn't compare it with what her mother-in-law made, it was not very difficult to drink. At least she thought the taste was still up to standard. After all, it was her first time to cook!

But Rosemary couldn't help but think, what if Mu Yiyang doesn't like it?

If you don't like it, then...

If you put it in your mouth, you have to stuff it in your mouth!

After passing the nurse station, Rosemary was thinking about it, but suddenly, she heard several nurses chatting head-to-early, "That person must have been Fu Mengquan just now."

"No way? She's blocking it like that. How do you know it's her?"

"Ha! What a joke, sister, I am her super black fan. Even if she has turned into ashes now, I can recognize her!"

“…”

"So, is the scandal between Fu Mengquan and Mr. Mu actually true? Are they really boyfriend-girlfriend?"

"But, didn't Mr. Mu say he was married? Who was the girl last time? Is it his girlfriend or his wife, or one of his many lovers? Oh, mg! This wealthy family and the entertainment industry are too messy."

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