In the end, they had the last breakfast they made during their lifetime.

Wen Liang was very moved when she ate: "The last time she ate the meal she cooked, she was sitting opposite me. When she saw her again, she probably was in the bowl."

Mu Xiu: "……………” Suddenly I didn’t want to eat it anymore. Are you really happy when warming the giant skin?

You are not really happy, so you are not happy.

True happiness is that everyone is happy. Wen Juju obviously ignored the true meaning of happiness, but instead hurt his young heart.

Hit ate the last breakfast made by his stepmother and cut steaks for his sister from time to time to feed them.

After dinner, Hit clapped his hands: "I have another very important thing to do in the future, please forgive me." After that, he took his sister's hand and ran to the kitchen with a smile.

The girl who was scared to tears when she came on the first day finally came to her senses: "What else is there to do he have? So anxious?"

Wen Liang nodded indifferently: "Who knows, maybe it's just to make a piece of loving stepmother broth?"

A crowd of people eating melons: "…!" What kind of lovely stepmother broth? Is it exhausting you to just chop the stepmother?!

When you approach the kitchen, you can hear the "clang clang" sound. Every time you hit, it was very hard, and it sounded like a child didn't know the strength of cutting vegetables, but the timids only felt a deep fear.

Even children don’t use this force - it’s so great that they can cut a person into meat paste to cut meat?

But the boy was in a good mood. While humming a song, he slowly cut meat with great force.

"Slow down, sister, slow down, look, this piece of meat is not good-looking by you."

Hitnuu's mouth and his cheeks bulged.

"Okay brother." The sister used the force a little less, but the "cracking" sound was still terrifying.

The timid one wants to go over and see it but dare not go over and the timid one is too lazy to go over and see it.

Wen Liang: "..." I'm either afraid or I don't want to move.

Finally, with the sound of chopping vegetables that were so suffocating that they were mentally disintegrating, they were ready for lunch.

When the time came, my father seemed to have been set up and returned home in a row.

At the same time and place, the stepmother is just missing.

Hit smiled sweetly at his father: "Father, today my mother and I have learned how to make broth. You must try it carefully and see where I am worse than my mother."

The father smiled and touched Hit's head, nodded and said yes.

When lunch time came, several people sat at the dining table and looked at the sumptuous lunch on the table. Except for a few brave ones, the other stress reactions were a little more serious than yesterday.

The boy's technique of making soup is not very good, he just barely achieved the achievement of making the meat cooked.

My father tasted the broth and then took another bite of the meat.

"Very good, my child, you are very talented and even more delicious than your mother did yesterday!"

Hit smiled shyly and did not respond.

The father looked around and saw no trace of his stepmother: "Where has Lisa been?"

Lisa is the name of her stepmother, and her father looked around to find the missing stepmother.

Hit smiled and said to his father, "Miss Lisa may have gone to visit his mother's grave."
Chapter completed!