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Chapter 236 - The Little Devil's Cooking Arts

Subconsciously, I gripped the broom in my hands tightly and gulped. With each step I took, I struggled to move towards the kitchen.

He had finally arrived.

In my mind, the appearance of a mouse or cockroach suddenly enlarged and I unconsciously closed my eyes.

"It's fine, it's just a cockroach, or maybe a mouse, what's there to be afraid of. Lin Xiang, you're someone who has seen a lot of trouble." I tried to cheer myself up, to keep hinting in my mind.

"Such a small animal. Your body is hundreds to thousands of times larger than theirs. What is there to be afraid of? Just open and close your eyes, and you'll be done with it."

Opening my eyes, I let out a long sigh. I tightened my grip on the broom in my hand and rushed inside with my eyes closed.

"AHH!"

I shouted and the broom in my hand fell towards the source of the sound.

"Mommy! What are you doing? "

Mom? Could it be that the mouse had come to life?

Wait, why does this mouse's voice sound so familiar?

I opened my eyelids a little, but I couldn't see clearly. I opened them a little more.

Looking at the small black head, the broom in his hand fell to the ground with a "pa da" sound.

"Little devil, why are you here?"

What about the rats?

No, that's not right, the mouse I was thinking of earlier, could it be the little devil?

I pulled the little devil into my embrace and inspected him from top to bottom. I suddenly started to worry, I used a lot of strength to kill the rat just now, didn't I harm my son?

"Mom didn't hurt you, did she? Is there anything wrong with it? "Say, why did you run into the kitchen? Mom is shouting and yet you didn't make a sound. If you get hit by Mom, how am I going to spend the rest of my life!?"

Saying this, I suddenly felt a little sad, reached out to wipe the tears that did not exist at the corner of my eyes.

This devilish brat scared me to death. It's good to make a sound when I have nothing to do, but he doesn't know that what I'm most afraid of are little mice, cockroaches or the like.

"Mom, if you want to act, take a left turn and go to the living room."

As the little devil spoke, he pushed my hands away and left my embrace. Standing at a dangerous distance, he looked at me with a serious expression.

The corner of my mouth twitched and I blinked.

"Son, what are you saying? "How could mom be acting? Mom is really worried about you, I only have a son like you."

There was a smile on my face as I approached the little devil bit by bit. However, the little devil also retreated a little whenever I got closer.

"Mom, we all know what kind of person you are, so you can leave now. I still have things to do."

The little devil's expression didn't change as he just looked at me.

"What can happen to you? Can't you cook?" And then I laughed, and laughed, and laughed, and could not laugh, and sniffed.

"Are you really cooking? You stinking brat, is the kitchen something you can enter? Do you know how dangerous these kitchen utensils are? What would happen if the gas leaked? "

I stood up, mentally prepared, and saw the battered kitchen.

It's just that the scene isn't as bad as I thought. No matter where I look, it's almost perfect.

There was no mess in the kitchen, and the prepared food looked tinged with color. It was just that he did not know what the fragrance was like.

Except for the extra food, everything else in the kitchen was the same as it had been when I left.

"Mom, I just feel that your work will be hard, that's why I cooked. Don't be angry, I'll take it out now."

I watched the little devil carry the dishes out one by one on his short legs, without interrupting him.

"My son has grown up and knows how to cook for me, this mother. He knows how to show mercy to me. I just don't know if the taste of this food is the same as it looks like. If it looks delicious, but it's in his mouth …"

When I think about it, the way I looked at the dishes was also tinged with fear.

"Mom, quickly wash your hands and prepare to eat. After a while, the food has turned cold."

The Little Devil's voice made me quiver. Facing the Little Devil's smiling face, I became even more enthralled.

This is the Little Devil's first time cooking. I can be sure that the Little Devil has never come into contact with this kind of food before.

The answer is uncertain.

"Here, Mom, here are your chopsticks." After the chopsticks were stuffed into my hands, I swallowed my saliva and looked at the Little Devil probingly.

"Darling, how long have you prepared this meal? Did you learn how to cook from behind your mother's back? "

The Little Devil raised his eyebrows. "No, it's the first time cooking. It's only been two hours. Mommy, hurry up and eat while it's hot."

There was an inexplicable feeling, mother, that this poison was very tasty.

For a moment, I couldn't speak.

"Little devil, mother remembers that there's something to eat in the bedroom. I'll come back later." I stood up, almost tripping over a chair because I was in too much of a hurry.

I walked on without looking back.

"Mom, it's not that you have something left in your bedroom, but you're afraid that the food I make will be difficult to eat, right?"

The Little Demon Empress' voice was indifferent, without the slightest hint of anger.

My footsteps paused for a moment. "How is that possible? Even if the baby really doesn't taste good, mother will still eat it."

"Really?"

Even though it is a questioning sentence, the Little Demon Empress' tone of voice was clear. I know that if I were to really turn around and leave, the Little Demon Empress would probably be infuriated.

I had no choice but to turn around and return to the dining table.

"Mummy will eat it right away, my darling's cooking must be very delicious."

I gathered my courage and picked up a fork from the table. With trembling hands, I picked up one of the dishes and stuffed it into my mouth.

Ai? Hm?

The taste was surprisingly good, not difficult to eat at all.

I looked at the little devil, and there was surprise in my eyes.

"Son, did you really make this yourself? You didn't order the takeout? "

This taste, it was simply too amazing, even better than the food I cooked.

The Little Demon Empress' face was filled with pride, "Of course it was made by me. Mom, hurry up and eat. Even after eating your fill, you still have to prepare your resume to find a job to feed me."

I never thought that one day I would be able to eat the food my son cooked, especially when he was so young.

Sure enough, my son follows me. His IQ and practical ability are both extraordinary. In the future, he'll definitely be able to trick me into returning an obedient granddaughter-in-law.

I couldn't help but feel a little proud.

In the middle of the night, I was awakened by the ringing of the telephone.

When I looked at the multiple missed calls on my phone, I was stunned. After returning back home, there weren't many people who knew of my new contact number, and in the past few years, other than Ouyang Chen and Yuyan, I didn't communicate with anyone else. However, the missed calls on my phone was obviously an unfamiliar number.

The phone rang again, and I pressed the answer button in disgust.

"Hey!" May I ask who you are looking for?

I tried my best to suppress the anger in my heart. I was afraid that I would be unable to resist rushing to the other end of the phone line and cripple the person who was making the call.

The man didn't respond for a long time.

As a lady, an elegant lady, I should keep smiling.

I kept reminding myself.

But after two minutes, the person still didn't respond.

"I'm hanging up."

After hanging up, I pulled the covers over my head and cursed the caller.

"Who is it, look at the time, it's already early in the morning, how many people are having beautiful dreams at this time, dreaming of dating their sweethearts, but this guy is good, disturbing my sweet dreams, bastard, if there's a next time, I'll definitely scold him until he's soaked in blood."

Just as he finished, his cell phone rang again.

Assi!

I stomped on the glass impatiently and stared at the phone in my hands as if I was looking at an enemy.

He fiercely opened his mouth and shouted, "You! We're dead for sure! "

"Hey, are you sick? If you make a disturbing phone call in the middle of the night, could it be that the mental hospital door isn't shut properly? Do you know that sleep is very important to girls? If you continue to be like this, I won't beat you to death! "I …"

"Wifey, you're back. Why aren't you looking for me? "Five years."