Chapter 547

The next day

Han Muzi seemed to smell the smell of food in her sleep. She felt her stomach and turned over.

I didn't eat because I went to the party last night.

When I came back, I just ate a bowl of noodles and had a rest with Xiaomi Dou. Now I'm really hungry, so I can smell the aroma of food.

Han Muzi thought about it, looked at the sunshine outside the window, felt out the mobile phone, and looked at it for a while, only to find that Xiaomi Dou, who was sleeping on her side last night, was missing.

Leng for a while, Han Muzi put on her clothes and went downstairs. She saw food on the table.

Her first thought is that Xiaoyan has come back?

As a result, when I went to the kitchen door, I saw a dwarf standing on the stool, holding out his little hand and struggling to take the things on the cabinet.

Seeing this scene, Han Mu Zi's face changed slightly, but he didn't make a sound. He watched Xiaomi Dou take things down, and then walked forward with a sigh of relief.

"What were you doing?"

Hearing Han Mu Zi's voice, Xiaomi Dou was startled. Her dark eyes blinked. She said innocently: "Mommy, I was cooking just now."

"Cooking?" When did Han muxiu learn to cook? Do you know how dangerous it was just now? Standing so high, what if I fall down? "

God knows that when she saw him standing on the chair and stretching his hand to take things, Han Mu Zi's heart almost jumped to her throat. She was afraid that he would be careless. What would she do if he fell down at that time?

However, no matter how nervous and afraid he is, he does not dare to scold him at the first time. He is afraid that he will be scared by himself if he cries out directly.

"Mommy, don't worry. Xiaomi Dou will be very careful and won't fall down!"

He stressed it to Han Muzi seriously, then went forward, put the chopsticks on the table with his little buttocks, turned around and called Han Muzi: "Mommy, come here for breakfast."

Han Muzi was so angry by his actions that he didn't want to move.

Xiaomi Dou saw that she was standing there all the time, so she had to take the initiative to come over and hold her hand, but she couldn't pull Han Muzi, so she had to say in a soft voice: "Mommy, Xiaomi Dou knows it's wrong. Next time, she won't stand so high."

"Next time?" Han Mu Zi narrowed her eyes.

So Xiaomi Dou quickly changed his words: "there won't be another time. Mommy, I've worked hard to make breakfast. Does Mommy really not eat it? It's going to be cold later. "

Han Muzi

Speaking of this, Han Mu Zi is a little soft hearted.

Yes, this is her baby son's breakfast. How can she not eat it? Isn't that a waste of his mind?

See Han Mu purple expression has loose, millet beans will quickly pull her to the table to sit down.

Two people sit together, Han Muzi looks at the breakfast in front of her.

In fact, it's very simple. It's fried poached eggs with millet beans, as well as freshly baked bread and soybean milk.

Because Xiaoyan specializes in cooking, she should have a lot of things at home.

Han Mu Zi pursed her lips, took a bite of the poached egg, and found that the egg was fried just right, and it was delicious.

Some accidents, she looked at millet bean, millet bean is looking forward to her.

"Mommy, is it delicious?"

Eyes full of anticipation seem to be waiting for her praise.

Naturally, she won't be stingy about her praise to her son. Han Muzi nodded and smile: "it's much better than mummy's imagination."

"Thank you, Mommy! Then Mommy can eat more. If mommy likes, she can make millet beans for Mommy every day. "

Han Muzi

All of a sudden, she felt that the eggs she swallowed were not so tender. She thought about it and asked in a soft voice, "Xiaomi Dou, what does it mean to learn to do these things?"

"Well, mommy who just learned."

Han Mu Zi paused, "millet beans lied?"

"Mommy?"

"I just learned, how can I do so well? You tell mommy, when did you learn it? Besides, why do you learn this? "

"Hee hee." Xiaomi Dou showed a typical innocent smile of children and said seriously, "Mommy, is this praising Xiaomi Dou? I didn't study specially, but I always followed aunt Xiaoyan, so I learned it slowly. "

Follow Xiaoyan?

The three meals of the three of them are always in the charge of Xiaoyan. Sometimes Han Muzi cooks by himself when he is free, and sometimes Xiaomi Dou watches.

But She doesn't cook much most of the time.

"Mommy is too tired sometimes, so Xiaomi Dou wants to share a little for Mommy."

Hearing this, Han Muzi felt very sad. She never thought of making her children more understanding than other children.

Because in that case, it means that her child's growing up environment is not too much love, so that he will slowly grow into a small adult.

But now Xiaomi Dou has become so understanding, which shows that her usual care for him is certainly not enough.Thinking of this, Han Muzi did not speak any more, quietly ate the poached eggs and went to drink Soybean milk.

During the whole process, she didn't smile. Xiaomi Dou looked depressed and asked, "is it Xiaomi Dou that doesn't taste good? So Mommy's not happy? "

"Han Muzi will not smile again

She rubbed Xiaomi Dou's head and said in a low voice, "but don't get up so early to make breakfast for mummy next time. You're just a child. You just need to wait for mummy to do it. Or if you want to eat, you can tell mummy that mummy will get up, OK?"

Xiaomi Dou blinked and finally nodded: "I know, Mommy!"

"Don't pretend to promise, keep it in mind!" Han Mu purple again exhort a way.

"MMM!"

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Han family

"um..." Xiao Yan sleeps to death, a turn over but suddenly flops down from the bed.

Bang!

Body directly fell on the hard floor, had been sleeping very dead Xiaoyan now directly wake up by the pain, she covered the arm fell pain, slowly sat up, a face confused.

What's going on

She remembered that her bed was against the wall and had railings.

Because of her sleeping habit, she bought her bed specially. How could she fall down?

Xiaoyan scratched her hair crazily, but the next second she saw an unexpected figure.

Connecting the balcony of the room, there was a slender figure sitting there. Because he was reading, he only showed his side face.

He is almost the whole person bathed in the sun, the morning sun is particularly soft, so that his whole line is also gentle up.

Xiaoyan looks at it and unconsciously becomes a flower maniac. She holds her face in her hands and looks at Han Qing.

How nice!

"If only I could see the male god in my dream every day."

Not yet, Xiaoyan also sighed.

Results at this time Han Qing actually moved, indifferent eyes fell on her face, thin lips light open.

"Awake?"