Chapter 146

Next day

The little guy rolled on the bed for countless times, put out various shapes, rubbed his eyes, and her long eyelashes moved slightly. Last night, she seemed to dream that her mother was holding herself, and her mother's arms were so warm.

Xuanxuan was sleepy, her big cute eyes tried to open, and her small head turned to the side, but there was no one. The little guy was a little disappointed.

Stretched a big stretch and tooted a small mouth.

Han Mo was exhausted in the rainstorm. Later, he returned home and treated his wound. He didn't go to bed very late, so he didn't get up so early in the morning as usual. The old couple waited for their son to come back all night. They were nervous all the time. The old people encountered something. After being sleepy, it was difficult to go to bed again, and they slept very late.

No one asked the little guy to get up. Xuanxuan woke up and turned on the bed for a while. She was a little depressed. It turned out that her mother didn't come, and the little brain just woke up was still in a confused state.

Chen Yuehong, who could put the food in the refrigerator last night, put it in the refrigerator last night. It was originally said that Shuya and Han Mo could eat some at night, but they couldn't eat it.

Shuya decided to make breakfast for the whole family in the morning, so she woke up early and climbed out of bed for fear of affecting the little guy.

The kitchen was cleaned up by Han Mo, and all kitchen supplies were in good order. Even when Chen Yuehong first came, she lamented how her son had such rules.

In fact, it was a habit of Han Mo when he was a stylist. There were more cumbersome tools and products. Although there were assistants, they were later things. At first, he cleaned up when he touched, climbed and rolled at the bottom. If he put them around, it would take a lot of time to find tools every day, so he was used to classifying them according to size and purpose. Once he developed the habit, It's hard to change.

Shuya is afraid of affecting her family's sleep and deliberately doesn't make too loud noise. She knows that the little guy likes to eat wheat. Shuya opens the refrigerator and looks for ingredients that can be used for wheat. Fortunately, there are a lot of refrigerators at home. She prepares all the required ingredients according to the practice of wheat burning on the mobile phone software.

Shuya hasn't cooked for a long time. She is usually too busy and seldom cooks at home. Little guys come home and ask nannies to cook. She seldom cooks herself. She used to cook simple dishes. It's no problem to cook well, but it's a little difficult to choose the taste.

After working hard all morning, I mixed stuffing and noodles. Finally, I put small Shaomai into the pot. When the time came, it was done.

The little guy jumped out of bed, put on his pink slippers, went to the door and heard a sound in the kitchen. He thought his father was cooking and ran over.

Just at the door, the little guy was stunned. His two fleshy little hands rubbed his eyes and opened them suddenly.

"Mom!" Xuanxuan couldn't believe her eyes.

Shuya heard the soft waxy child voice. Suddenly, she turned back. The little guy had run towards her on his slippers and jumped into her arms.

Shu Ya kissed the child's face with "mu, Mu" and said, "Xuanxuan, you wake up and your mother made your favorite Shaomai."

The little guy pasted and kissed on his mother's face. Just now he thought it was his dream. It turned out to be true.

Xuanxuan jumped out of her mother's arms, turned and ran away.

"Mom is coming, my mom is coming! Xuanxuan didn't dream. Her mother really came! "

The little guy shouted and ran, just as the old couple and Han Mo came out of the room respectively.

"Dad, Dad, look, mom is coming."

Han Mo smiled and touched the little guy's disheveled head.

Xuanxuan saw her grandparents and hurried over, "Grandpa, grandma, look, mom is coming, mom is coming."

Han Jun pinched Xuanxuan's little face.

The little guy jumped and jumped back to his father, took Han Mo's hand and took him to the kitchen. "Mom said she made me some wheat."

The little guy took his father into the kitchen, took his mother's hand, looked at his mother and looked at his father, "Mom's cooking must be better than dad's cooking. Xuanxuan wants to eat mom's cooking, great, great."

Xuanxuan is the happiest person. This is the first time that she can hold both her mother's hand and her father's hand, just like children.

Suddenly, the little guy seemed to remember something and looked up and asked, "can Xuanxuan have dinner with her parents later?"

This sentence was a little strange. Han Mo and Shuya didn't react for a moment and looked at the little guy suspiciously.

The little guy whispered, "Xuanxuan has never sat with her parents for dinner."

At this time, Han Mo and Shu Ya suddenly realized that this was the worry in the child's little head. She didn't understand many things, but she knew a little. She knew that as long as she had a mother, she wouldn't have a father. With a father, her mother would leave. Although her mother and father are in front of her now, the little guy doesn't know how long such a happy moment can last, I don't know if my mother left again soon.

Shu Ya kissed Xuanxuan's face and rubbed the little guy's upturned nose with the tip of her nose. "Of course Xuanxuan will have dinner with her parents."

The little guy stared happily. "Shall we sit and eat together?"

Shuya nodded definitely, "of course."

"Mom sits on my side and dad sits on my side, okay?" The little guy patted himself on both sides with two small hands.

"Yes." Shuya smiled and nodded again.

"Where's dad? Is that all right? " The little guy pulled his father's big hand.

"Yes." Han Mo touched Xuanxuan's head and then continued, "but Xuanxuan must wash first."

"Yes!" Xuanxuan ran and jumped around her parents.

After washing, the whole family sat around the table. Shu Ya didn't let them help. Chen Yuehong was a little embarrassed and asked Shu Ya to get up and make breakfast in the morning.

The little guy who had been pestering grandpa and sitting in the middle of Grandpa and grandma changed his throne today. He sat next to his father and left an empty seat on his left. With a small hand, he patted, "this is my mother's position."

It's good to cook wheat, but Shuya is a little nervous and excited about cooking wheat for the first time. Today, she not only makes breakfast for the little guy, but also her uncle and aunt. She feels that cooking wheat is too monotonous. She squeezed soybean milk and spread a poached egg for everyone.

Shu Ya walks into the restaurant with a plate, which is supported by five spread poached eggs.

Chen Yuehong was stunned and smiled at the things on the plate.

Han Jun took a look and nodded with a smile.

Shuya put down her poached eggs and went back to the kitchen to get roasted wheat and soybean milk.

"Shuya, let me help you." Chen Yuehong got up to go to the kitchen.

"No, aunt, I'll do it myself. Just sit here." Shuya said.

Chen Yuehong couldn't sit down again.

The little guy held out his head. "Dad, is this a poached egg? Why is it so dark? "

Before Han Mo fried poached eggs for children, he used molds to make peach hearts or flowers. Maybe Shuya didn't see abrasives, so the shape was irregular.

The shape is secondary. Shuya didn't master the heat. The surface of the poached egg is scorched with a light black. And when turning over, the egg yolk that is not ripe flows out and mixes with the egg white on the surface.

Xuanxuan looked at her father with questioning eyes. Han Mo thought about it and replied, "the egg just stayed in the pot for a long time." Then he pinched the little guy's face.

"Mom went to get the Shaomai. We'll eat it together later." Chen Yuehong said to her granddaughter.

The little guy's big eyes twinkled with the light of expectation. She liked to eat Shaomai and preferred the Shaomai made by her mother. She didn't look at the blackened fried eggs anymore. She only had Shaomai in her heart.

Shu Ya walked into the restaurant with Shaomai.

"Try it, uncle and aunt." Shuya said, and then gave the little guy another one, "Xuanxuan, you can also taste the roasted wheat made by your mother."

Han Mo took a Shaomai himself. At this time, the whole family was eating Shaomai. Shuya made Shaomai for the first time, looked forward to everyone, and then glanced shyly at Han mo.

"Poof, it's terrible." The little guy spit the wheat he chewed but didn't swallow on the table.

Shuya was stunned for a moment and also sandwiched a roasted wheat, "is it so bad?"

"It's terrible. It's super terrible. It's so hard." The child won't lie, and she won't pretend to say it's delicious because it's made by her mother. If she doesn't like it, she will spit it out.

Han Jun ate a Shaomai and frowned slightly. Chen Yuehong took a bite and his expression stiffened on his face.

"It's all right. Eat eggs. Eat eggs." Chen Yuehong said with a smile for fear of Shuya's embarrassment.

"Poof." Shuya also vomited out. It's so hard. The filling is completely proportional, but Shuya doesn't know how to mix noodles. I don't know why it's so hard.

She looked at everyone with embarrassment. Chen Yuehong gave everyone a fried egg. Shuya secretly looked at Han mo. he was still chewing Shaomai, rolling his Adam's apple and swallowing it. Then he sandwiched another Shaomai and continued the action just now. He didn't say it was delicious or not. He just ate it silently.

Xuanxuan was a little disappointed and ate the eggs, but she became happy again. Although the breakfast was not delicious, she could sit between her parents. The little guy suddenly looked up and said to her father, "Dad, you'd better cook it for Xuanxuan after cooking wheat?"

Han Mo smiled and rubbed the back of Xuanxuan's head with one hand, "OK."