Chapter 246

A reunion dinner broke up unhappily.

Cangling returned to Nanwan villa, and the whole person was shrouded in haze.

It's the first time for Su Xiaocheng to get so angry with her. It's the first time for them to have such a big contradiction. She's nestled on the sofa and is at a loss by this state.

It's time for the holiday. No one lives here for too long. The aunt who cooks at home has gone home for the new year. Mou Yu stands in the kitchen with an apron and a spatula in her hand. Looking at the pile of ingredients in front of her, she can't start.

It's the first time that he can eat... Cook.

Cang Ling said she wanted to cook by herself. Now, she went there decadent, and the problem was handed over to him.

He took out his mobile phone, awkwardly next recipe software, and clumsily began to take action.

Cangling tossed and turned all night and couldn't sleep. She didn't feel tired until she got up. Now she was sleepy after sitting for a while. But when she was sleepy, she heard the sound of the collision of kitchen utensils. Curious, she got up and leaned over to have a look.

Mou Yu, a big man in her early eighties, was wearing Pikachu's apron, which she had bought specially. It was like that her father was wearing his daughter's clothes and holding a peeler in his hand, which was put on the potatoes with fresh soil.

"Take off your clothes." He said coldly to the potato.

Cangling was almost not laughed at. She covered her nose and was amused by Mou Yu's behavior.

I think he has never been in the kitchen. Although he has suffered in the army, he can also do marching and war. Cang Ling hides behind the door frame and rings her chest. She wants to see how Mou Yu is going to make this meal today.

Mou Yu took the potato in his hand, scrawled it, peeled it and put it on the chopping board. After a meal, he cut the legendary potato silk into potato chips.

He looked at the recipe on his mobile phone and operated it, but the seemingly simple words were not so simple in reality.

After the decapitated fish got off the oil pan, it jumped up again and splashed the boiling oil all over the ground. Potato chips of different sizes stayed in the pot raw. When Mou Yu carefully calculated the number of two grams of soy sauce, it had slowly turned scorched black.

Cangling hides behind to see Mou Yu finish all this in a hurry. The mood affected by Su xiaoorange has been better again.

Looking at his back, she can really see what happiness is. Her man is not good at words. He is always proud and charming. He often looks like an elder in front of her. He has always been calm and dark. She didn't expect to see him in such a panic in her lifetime.

After tossing about for an hour. Mou Yu's big meal was finally on the table.

Cang Ling sat on the table and looked at the two plates of food in front of her. She bit her chopsticks and didn't dare to start.

"Eat." Mou Yu brought her a bowl of rice.

Fortunately, at least the rice is steamed.

Cangling scratched the shape of the braised fish with chopsticks. The hard touch. If Cangling didn't know it was a fish, I'm afraid he couldn't distinguish its species with the naked eye at this time.

Compared with her wriggling appearance, Mou Yu was much more generous. He clamped his chopsticks on the fish. After the scorched shell outside was removed, the bright red color inside came out.

Not cooked

Cangling's chopsticks were slowly taken back.

Mou Yu jerked at the corner of her mouth.

"It's all right. I eat... Potatoes." If it's still a potato. Cangling hurriedly put a chopstick in her bowl. Although it was a little black, it should not be poisoned.

However, just plucked up the courage to put it into his mouth, a burning smell of the spirit cover almost took Cangling away from this beautiful world.

Dark cuisine, proper dark cuisine!

Mou Yu carefully stared at Cangling's expression and confirmed that there was no dish to start with. He silently opened the drawer of the table and took out a bottle

Old Godmother.

Cangling almost sprayed rice.

What the hell? The overbearing president will eat the old godmother? It doesn't quite fit his personal design.

"I'll take you to a place after dinner." Mou Yu said, "meet a very important person."

"Oh." Cangling wanted to ask, but when he saw that he was only buried in eating, he swallowed his words back, took the old godmother jar beside him and picked some for himself.

Who would have thought that some people, living in hundreds of millions of large villas and driving limited edition luxury cars, are eating rice with old godmother?

Cang Ling carefully selected the clothes. The black high collar long knitted skirt was decorated with a red thin belt. She also wore a pair of red high heels on her feet. Her curly long hair deepened the radian and specially put on a very delicate makeup. Since she is a very important person, she should be more grand. She is now his wife and can't be looked down upon.

Mou Yu, dressed in casual clothes, waited downstairs for a long time. Finally, she dawdled out. Looking at her dress, she could almost wear to the banquet. A handsome face was full of question marks.

"What's the matter? Isn't it appropriate?" Cangling turned around in front of him to show off.

In those days in Milan, she lost a lot of weight, which was enough to tuck herself into the s-size clothes. Fortunately, there was still no shrinkage in some places. The skirt perfectly showed her curve, making her change her previous simplicity and have the taste of a mature woman.

"Whatever you want." Mou Yu didn't say anything else, but these two words were faint again.

Cangling was nervous and looking forward, so she waited for herself to shine in front of everyone. However, Mou Yu's car became more and more remote. She had left the city and drove straight towards the barren hill.

As soon as the car stops.

Cangling got out of the car, looked at the rugged mountain road in front of her, and looked at the ten centimeter high heels on her feet. In a trance, she could hear a group of crows flying over her head.

Mou Yu put forward a travel bag from the trunk and stood beside her.

"Well... Take the liberty to ask. Is the very important person you said... Practicing here?"

Mou Yu looked back and looked at her strangely.

"Yes."

Cangling was more confused.

Mou Yu walked forward quickly. His sneakers stepped on the mountain road like walking on the ground, but Cangling's thin high heels stepped on a pit, and almost fell into the gap several times.

"What? You don't remind me if you know you're here." Cangling complained all the way.

A few days ago, I was still so moved that I felt I had to rely on in this life. Now I see that straight men are still straight men. Even if I don't remind her, she can't catch up with me if she walks so fast.

She walked askew on the path, but after the gloomy road in front of her passed through, what came into view was a manor hidden in the mountains and forests. The stone arch out of the door was blocked by withered vines, and Cangling barely saw the word "Sheng".

Cangling walked in carefully. There was a large peach forest inside. It was winter. The trees were bare. At a glance, it was very desolate.

Mou Yu stood on the hill at the end of the peach forest. Cangling accelerated and ran over and saw the old grave built in front of him.

"This is..." Cangling asked.

"My mother."

Cangling was surprised.

So, Mou Yu said that the important person is his dead mother?

Cangling didn't think about it. She knelt directly on the lawn and kowtowed solemnly, "Mom, my daughter-in-law has come to see you."

But don't blame her. She teased her before that she was practicing, and I don't know if the mother-in-law's spirit in heaven will think she doesn't respect her.

Mou Yu's eyebrows picked up. He stared at the woman kneeling on the ground, a little helpless.

"Hello." He squatted down and patted her on the shoulder. "It's wrong to kneel. This is my sister and next to that is my mother."