"Don't tell me, if I cook a meal, it will taste just like his."

Mo Qing said: "Yes."

Mo Qing answered very casually.

Jiang Ke tried hard to see a hint of "joking" in Mo Qing's eyes, but after looking at it for a long time, he had to accept the fact that she was not joking.

Jiang Ke never moved.

Mo Qing sniffed lightly with the tip of her nose and smelled a burnt smell. She frowned and reminded: "Hey, the eggplant is burnt."

Jiang Ke didn't care: "If it's burnt, it's burnt."

Mo Qing smiled playfully, walked to Jiang Ke, and turned off the gas stove.

"I think you have a bad mentality." Mo Qing persuaded, "Just be patient, it's just the same. Anyway, he can't come out to compete with you in cooking or anything like that."

Jiang Ke narrowed his eyes, and his low and hoarse voice was filled with danger: "I think you are very happy to taste the food he cooked."

Mo Qing didn't mean to deny it at all, and asked directly: "Shouldn't it be?"

"..."

Jiang Ke was silent for three seconds, then raised his hand to take off his apron.

Mo Qing raised his hand and held it down: "Don't be so stingy."

Jiang Ke raised his eyebrows.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard Mo Qing say: "It's quite similar to being stingy."

Adding fuel to the fire.

Mo Qing's move was very successful.

However, just when Jiang Ke's face turned completely dark, Mo Qing let go of his hand and suddenly said, "Let's do an experiment."

A sharp gleam flashed in his dark eyes, and Jiang Ke's tone dropped: "What experiment?"

"How are you and Jiang Yan the same?" Mo Qing said, "And how are you different?"

Jiang Ke did not respond in time.

Mo Qing continued: "You and Jiang Yan are exactly the same, but their physical ages are not the same, and the reality of their memories is also different. Let us first make an assumption that you and Jiang Yan are two people."

Jiang Ke waited for Mo Qing to continue.

Mo Qing casually pushed her hair behind her ears, leaning back on the sink and looking at him sideways: "You suspect that you are a controlled machine, specially made for me to measure my voice. Then, let's just test it out.

, What thoughts, behaviors, and habits come from Jiang Yan, and what parts belong to you."

"By what measure?" Jiang Ke asked.

His acceptance of the conversation proved that he was not opposed to Mo Qing's plan.

In fact, he had considered this plan when he realized that he was a substitute.

However, even he himself doesn't know which ones are his own thoughts and which ones are manipulated.

Mo Qing raised his eyebrows: "Based on my understanding of Jiang Yan."

Jiang Ke was alert and whispered: "How do I know you——"

Was there any deliberate guidance?

He didn't finish what he said, but Mo Qing also understood.

"Beware of me?" Mo Qing asked leisurely, not thinking it was a big deal. After nodding, she said, "It's normal. You can think about it and give me the answer."

She turned sideways and patted Jiang Ke's shoulder: "Remember to finish cooking. I want to eat braised eggplant the most today."

After saying that, she left.

Her attitude was extremely casual.

The choice was entirely given to Jiang Ke.

Jiang Ke saw a rare freedom and ease in her.

Because of this, people always feel that she is not in harmony with this era.

*

Although Jiang Ke was unhappy, no matter what, Jiang Ke still prepared some of the dishes ordered by Mo Qing.

After the food was served, before Mo Qing sat down, he picked up the chopsticks and tasted the eggplant, commenting: "Taste——"

"I don't want to hear it." Jiang Ke gave her a warning look.

Mo Qing shrugged his shoulders.

She wanted to say it tasted good.

Perhaps because they have similar tastes, the food cooked by Jiang Ke appealed to Mo Qing's taste. Especially the plate of braised eggplant, Mo Qing could finish most of it by himself.

There are no outsiders here, so Jiang Ke does not need to "eat without speaking and sleep without speaking".

Mo Qing chatted with Jiang Ke: "Have you studied it specifically?"

"No."

"Is it natural?"

Jiang Ke glanced at her and replied: "After taking a look at the general process, it's just a person who can do it."

Mo Qing always felt that Jiang Ke was deliberately mocking her.

However, as an ancestor with hundreds of years of experience, she did not bother to argue with Jiang Ke.

…

After the meal, Jiang Ke was just about to clear away the dishes when the doorbell rang.

"Have you made an appointment?" Mo Qing asked.

Jiang Ke paused: "No."

When I lived here in the past, I still had professional contacts with people.

But he doesn't like to discuss work at home, so he usually doesn't make appointments at home. The few times someone comes to visit, it's from the Mo family and the Jiang family.

Mo Qing said: "Let me take a look."

Mo Qing didn't open the door, but looked at the video doorbell screen and saw Peng Ren.

Mo Qing glanced at it, then turned around and asked Jiang Ke: "It's Peng Ren, can you open the door?"

"Don't--"

Jiang Ke walked out of the restaurant, but before he finished speaking, Mo Qing opened the door.

Jiang Ke's face turned dark.

Peng Ren was always energetic and fast, and there was no time. Jiang Ke glanced at the apron in his hand and threw it directly to Mo Qing: "Go and pack it up."

"I?"

Mo Qing didn't know why.

As long as she doesn't smash pots and bowls, how can she clean up the dishes?

However, when Jiang Ke threw the apron over, Mo Qing subconsciously caught it.

The next moment, Jiang Ke pushed Mo Qing into the restaurant and encouraged him: "You can't even do this, right?"

"whispering sound."

Mo Qing expressed disdain.

She threw her apron on the chair, rolled up her sleeves, tied back her loose hair, and went to serve the plate.

"Master Jiang!"

Peng Ren had already entered the door, and his tone was as excited as if he hadn't seen Jiang Ke for many years.

Jiang Ke methodically pulled down the sleeves of his shirt, arranged it, walked out of the restaurant slowly, put on his unsmiling face, and appeared in front of Peng Ren.

"Why are you here?" Jiang Ke asked.

"I took annual leave to come to Dongshi City to visit friends." Peng Ren explained with a smile on his face, "Brother said you were here. I thought you might live here, so I came over to see you."

Peng Ren said and showed off the gift he had brought.

No.

To be precise, it is a health product.

They are all the kind that elderly grandparents love to eat.

There was the sound of bowls being thrown in the kitchen.

Jiang Ke's forehead twitched.

Peng Ren said in surprise: "Aunt Chen is back?"
To be continued...