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Yang Ziying sighed. She knew that she couldn't convince her son that her skills were insufficient, but to move the soft-hearted Mo Xiaoxiao, Yang Ziying felt that she had enough ink.

After washing up, he quickly cooked the egg and tomato noodles.

Actually, Xiao Menghan disliked eating tomatoes the most. He would rather eat boiled water and noodles.

Ever since she knew Xiao Meng Han didn't like eating tomatoes, every time she cooked the noodles, she would put in tomatoes and eggs. Finally, before going out of the wok, she would place some coriander, red and green, making it look very appetizing.

Yang Ziying could smell the scent of coriander eggs and tomatoes in the living room. She looked at her son with gratitude. They had really good eyes. The daughter-in-law they picked was really not bad, and there weren't many girls willing to cook in the kitchen now.

"Auntie, let's eat together. I'll cook your portion as well."

As soon as Xiao Menghan smelled the tomato, he wanted to lift his foot and go upstairs.

"Director Xiao, aren't you hungry? I've got a big bowl for you. " Jing Xiaoxiao stood at the top of the stairs, tightly blocking Xiao Meng Han.

"Xiao Yan, me? Tomato?" Xiao Meng Han was at a loss. Finally, under Mo Xiao Yan's wide-open eyes, she slowly walked towards the kitchen: "Mom, Xiao Yan's tomato noodles are really tasty. Please eat more."

"Meng Han, you're hungry, this bowl is for you to eat. When I came to eat breakfast, I ate a small bowl."

"Mom, don't be so polite, just treat this as your own home." Xiao Meng Han was about to push the big bowl in front of her back, but a small hand stopped her on the other side.

Yang Ziying personally watched Xiao Menghan obediently carry the bowl back to his. He used his chopsticks to eat the noodles time and time again while carefully pulling the bright red tomatoes to the side of the bowl.

"Auntie, the nutrition for the tomatoes is actually very good." Mo Xiaoxiao embarrassedly placed the small bowl and chopsticks in front of Yang Ziying.

It was a bit too much for him to treat his son like this in front of his mother. He really couldn't bear to see others being picky with their food.

"Anti-aging, keeping your skin white, and for the heart, too. I love this." Yang Ziying took the bowl and chopsticks and glared at his son. He was really blessed.

Xiao MengHan looked at her mother eating tomatoes, and really wanted to give her everything in his bowl.

Silent Xiao Ran looked over and Xiao Meng Han had no choice but to pick up a piece and put it in her mouth. The sweet and sour taste of it made him feel really uncomfortable.

"Xiao Yan, Meng Han is picky with his food. I only found out today that this mother of mine is really derelict. Xiao Yan, in the future, give him more wooden ears and black sesame seeds. I'll get Han Yong to send some later."

"Mom." Xiao MengHan protested, his hand gripping his chopsticks tightly. A tomato was enough to make him unable to eat it, so why would he need wooden ears and black sesame seeds?

Ear and black sesame seeds were both foods with black pigment. Mo Xiaoxiao understood what Yang Ziying meant.

Jing Xiaoxiao nodded. She would not feel soft-hearted when she took more money.

As usual, the bowl was washed by Xiao Menghan. He had eaten a whole stomach full of tomatoes, and his stomach was churning uncomfortably. He knew that the more he ate, the more he would cook for him.

He sighed in his heart. The next time he saw a tomato, he would be even more intimate than his own brother.

Yang Ziying was in the living room. She was moved by her emotions as she began to work hard at dealing with Jing Xiaoxiao.

She said that because of her body, she wasn't able to give Xiao Menghan a younger brother or a younger sister. She also told Xiao Menghan that he was sent abroad as a mother and that she was out of duty. She hadn't been blaming herself for all these years and had only hoped that their family could reunite for a meal together in the future.

Silently, she looked at Yang Ziying and thought of her mother. What did she look like? Didn't she blame herself in her heart all these years? Silent dye heart absent-minded, diligently looking for memory of the mother's appearance.

However, the only impression he had seemed to be that of a resolute back.

She thought of Xuan Peng. Her friend had left her world together with her favorite boyfriend. Her world was too cold and quiet.

"Mom, you know how to use guerrilla warfare." The moment Xiao Meng Han left the kitchen, she saw Mo Xiaoxiao nod and agree to be his mother's goddaughter. If he interfered any longer, she would be suspicious.

"Isn't it better to have another sister to bully you in the future?" Xiao Yan, call you Big Brother Han from now on. "

Xiao Meng Han urged her mother, "It's better to call him Meng Han. Mom, this is between me and Xiao Ran, so you should go back and dress up. Don't be late."

Every time Yang Ziying attended the preparation for a party, she would first go to the beauty salon to get a SPA for her face. If she had the time, then she would be covered in incense and then do hair and makeup.

Xiao Meng Han didn't raise her finger to count them out, but his eyes were full of expression.

Yang Ziying looked at her watch. It was almost the time she had agreed with the Beautician, and her daily schedule was very lax. When she wasn't doing charity work, she would look good, play cards, and stroll around with her sisters over tea.

"Xiao Yan, do you want to go with me and relax your whole body?"

"No need, Auntie, I still need to tidy up my room." Beauty was such a luxurious affair, but she decided to forget about it.

Yang Ziying did not force her, she still had something she wanted to say to Qiu Hong. She nodded and gently smoothed her hair, saying, "Alright, then go with Meng Han tonight, Mom will wait for you."

Yang Ziying turned to Xiao Meng Han and said in a serious tone, "Meng Han, I'll leave Xiao Ran to you. You have to take good care of her. If you bully her, I'll have your father teach you a lesson."

Xiao Menghan pretended to be jealous, "Mom, as soon as your daughter entered the house, you used your son like an old Yellow Ox. Don't worry, Xiao Yan will lose a strand of hair. I will definitely ask for punishment."

If someone had told her half a month ago, the mysterious and cold Xiao Meng Han was actually very childish and humorous, she wouldn't have believed it even if she was beaten to death. But now, after these few days of interaction, she realized that Xiao Meng Han was just a child that hadn't grown up yet.

Before she left, Yang Ziying turned around and said to Mo Xiaoxiao, "Xiao Yan, call me mother."

He opened his mouth, but was unable to shout out the words that he had never shouted since he was young.

Seeing that, Xiao Meng Han anxiously helped Mo Xiao Yun out: "Mom, Mom, you haven't even given me your red packet, and you want Xiao Yan to call you Mom? "If you call now, there won't be a main event at night."

Yang Ziying looked at the dazed Mo Xiaoxiao, and suddenly felt that she looked like someone she knew.

Like who? Yang Ziying did not remember it until she saw Qiu Hong at the beauty salon.

The image of Mo Xiaoxiao and Qiu Hong, the stubborn and strong look on their faces, especially the appearance of when they were in a daze, was truly carved out of the same mold.

Yang Ziying joked with Qiu Hong about how her goddaughter and Qiu Hong were like mother and daughter. No wonder she looked so friendly and amiable.

As she spoke, unintentional, everyone had their own thoughts. A flash of sadness appeared on Qiu Hong's face. Whether intentionally or not, she asked Yang Ziying for news of Mo Xiaoxiao.

The surname 'Mo' was not used by many people. Qiu Hong thought of the man and the little figure that could crawl. She closed her eyes and used a tissue to wipe the liquid at the corner of her eyes while the Beautician was cleaning her face.