Chapter 2684

As soon as the words were finished, Feng Shaojin saw Feng Shaojin bring a casserole pot into the dining room with his own hands, and a strong smell of rice filled his nostrils.

Mo Lingwei looked at the table full of food, and thought that she had bitten the back of Feng Shaojin's hand, as if smelling blood. She had no appetite for the food on the table at first, but the strong rice fragrance was desperately inhaled into her nasal cavity Drilling, hooking the glutton in her belly.

She swallowed, feeling a little hungry.

Feng Shaojin lifted the lid of the casserole, and the thick and delicate porridge inside was still tumbling, and there was no smell of fish.

The fish fillets had melted in the rice soup and mixed with the rice porridge.

Feng Shaojin added some marinated crisp and refreshing pickled mustard to it, stirred it with a white porcelain spoon, scooped out a bowl, and held it in front of Mo Lingwei with both hands, "I'm afraid you don't have a good appetite, so I boiled it for you Some porridge, just eat it and see how it tastes."

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei looked at the only fish porridge she had, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she didn't know what to say, so she could only whisper, "Thank you."

She took a spoonful, put it on her lips and blew it, and ate it in her mouth. Her pupils widened slightly, and her eyebrows were raised: "It's delicious."

The corners of Feng Shaojin's lips curled slightly: "There is another bowl, which is also yours, eat more."

Hu Suya looked at this scene: "..."

Oh my god, what should I do, I really want to press the young lady's head directly and make her nod to Master Shaojin.

Such a handsome man, such a good family background, the key is such a simple and warm relationship in the family, marrying him can only enjoy the blessings.

What's more, my uncle in the future is still so ingenious, even if he heard that the eldest lady got married, he didn't feel disgusted or dissatisfied in the slightest.

What do you want if you get a husband like this?

A priceless treasure is easy to get, but a lover is rare.

In this world, there probably is no husband's family with such good conditions. Even the young lady, when she first married into the Young Marshal's Mansion, fought to the death with Qin Zhirou and the governor and sister-in-law.

It would be great if the young lady met Qinglang at the beginning was Master Shaojin, so she wouldn't have to live in such a miserable life.

After dinner, it was getting late, Feng Shaojin personally drove the two of them back to the nursing home.

Seeing that the two had returned, the guards hurried over and handed the letter in their hands to Hu Suya and Mo Lingwei: "My lord and young lady have sent a letter."

Mo Lingwei squeezed the thick envelope, feeling overjoyed, she couldn't wait to open it, and a large stack of black and white photos fell out of it.

The photos fell to Feng Shaojin's feet one after another like snowflakes.

Feng Shaojin leaned over, picked up a few photos on the ground, held them in his hands, and stared for a moment.

In the photo, there are three children with pink make-up and jade. The oldest boy has handsome eyebrows, and the outline of his young age has already begun to appear, he looks about six or seven years old.

Standing beside him was a pretty girl who looked a bit weird. The girl was wearing a long jacket, and her eyebrows and eyes were crooked with a smile.

The two hugged a baby, the baby was about six or seven months old, with a longevity lock around its neck, wearing a silk padded jacket, quietly looking ahead.

Feng Shaojin stared at the baby's dark eyes, as if the baby was looking at him.

He stared at the child's exquisite and small but replica-like facial features, slowly raised his head, and a pair of deep eyes fell on Mo Lingwei's delicate face.

picture!

so similar!

How could this child be so like her?