Tang Jian was wearing a dark gray sweater with his sleeves rolled up to his elbow. He was washing vegetables. His movements didn't seem very skillful, but he did it seriously, which was inexplicably attractive.

Mu Mian put down his story book, went to the kitchen, leaned against the glass table and looked at him: "what can I do for you?"

Tang Ji'an seriously broke the vegetables into pieces, washed the dirt on them, and glanced at her: "just go back to the hall and sit down."

Mu Mian looked at him with a smile: "there is something that I think is very strange."

"What?"

He took out two eggs. The oil in the pan was slightly hot. He beat the eggs in and dropped some broken eggshells in.

Well, the movements are really unskilled.

"According to the law, your family has been taken care of by a nanny since childhood. It should be that your fingers don't touch the spring water. How can you still do these things?"

Tang Ji'an naturally said, "I learned it for you."

"Mu Mian? It is Is it for me? "

Tang Jian looked at her: "because the first time you cooked for me, it was a mess. Although I don't do it on weekdays, I often see Aunt Zhou or aunt Lin do it. I'm very familiar with it. In fact, I don't need to learn it. It's natural."

Mu Mian touched his neck: "you said I was stupid in disguise."

After all, she watched her mother cook for more than ten years, and she didn't make much progress in cooking.

Tang Ji'an said with a smile: "it's OK. You don't come to Tang's house to cook for me. There are nannies in my family, who are good at cooking. You don't have to do anything."

Mu Mian was moved: "I think you and those people in your family are really different."

Don Jian glanced at her: "you mean my aunt and them?"

Mu Mian nodded seriously.

Tang Jian coughed gently: "in fact, in many ways, I am the same as them."

He's just, he's not the same in front of mummy.

She mistakenly thought he was a sheep, but he showed his fierce fangs in front of others.

Mu Mian didn't really understand what he said. After all, although Tang Jian she saw was duplicity, most of the time he was very gentlemanly and considerate, without class consciousness and treating people equally.

Don Jian touched her head: "OK, I want to go down. You go to the restaurant and sit down. It will be ready soon."

Mu Mian stroked his waist and said, "I'll serve the bowl with you later."

Out of the window, a willow tree lost all its leaves. As soon as the lid of the pot was opened, the steaming steam suddenly filled the whole kitchen. Mu Mian's eyes were bent with a smile, which was particularly good-looking.

The sun is very warm. Tang Ji'an hopes that the time will pass slowly and slowly, and how good it will be to keep this warm time.

They sun, eat noodles, read storybooks and watch TV together.

Time passed quickly. When dusk came, song ran came to take people with him.

She looked at her reluctant second brother and patted him on the shoulder: "don't be melancholy. If there is any need, I will bring her out in two days."

Her second brother fell in love, and the change was really great.

Little cotton can do it.

Tang Jian sent them to the car: "don't be bumpy. She will be discharged from the hospital immediately."

In the dusk, their car gradually left Sinan mansion.

Song ran tried his best to send her back to the hospital and sent her to the ward. Mu Guohui felt more relieved about her.