Aunt Wu took the paper from Nian Mu and couldn't help boasting about her handwriting, "Ms. Nian, your handwriting is really beautiful."

Flowing clouds and flowing water, pen and ink are like clouds and smoke.

Nian Mu was a little embarrassed by the praise, and smiled lightly.

Aunt Wu said again: "My little grandson has just started to learn to write. It would be great if the characters he writes in the future can be as neat as yours."

"You can let children try copybooks," Nianmu said. Now her three children are practicing calligraphy with copybooks, and they are also learning calligraphy.

This is all for the sake of enabling children to write beautifully in the future.

"Well, I asked my daughter-in-law to buy it too. The words are so beautiful." Aunt Wu sighed again, folded the paper and put it in her wallet, "Ms. Nian, I will buy these herbs tomorrow morning."

"Well, thank you, by the way, there is nothing to do here, Aunt Wu, you can get off work first." Nian Mu said, Aunt Wu had finished all the work, Nian Mu asked her to go home first.

"Okay, then I'll go back first, Ms. Nian, you go to bed early." Aunt Wu was very happy to be able to leave work early.

After Aunt Wu left, the whole villa fell silent.

After Nian Mu went back to the bedroom to wash up, he sat on the bed and read a book, waiting for Mu Shaoling to come back from get off work.

Although a little sleepy, she wanted to wait until Mu Shaoling came home before resting today.

Ten p.m.

Mu Shaoling drove back to the villa, parked the car, and went directly upstairs. The door of their bedroom was ajar, and there was light from inside.

As soon as his heart warmed up, the light shining through was majestic and bright, and Nianmu hadn't rested yet, waiting for him.

Mu Shaoling pushed open the bedroom door, and sure enough, he saw Nian Mu reading a book leaning against the head of the bed.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, she looked up at him, her eyes met, and there was a lot of tenderness in each other's eyes.

Nianmu smiled slightly, "You are back."

"Well, why are you still up so late?" Mu Shaoling asked. "Not sleepy yet." Nianmu put the book on the bedside table. She didn't have a good rest last night and could only rely on coffee during the day. The caffeine boost has long since passed. Of course she is sleepy now, but no matter how sleepy she is, tonight she will also want to wait

Shaoling came back to rest.

Seeing her tenderness, Mu Shaoling smiled slightly, and heard her ask again: "Aunt Wu made pork rib soup and left some for you, do you want to drink?"

"Okay." Mu Shaoling nodded.

Nianmu thought for a while, then asked again: "Or are you hungry? Use pork rib soup as the soup base, and the next noodle is also very good."

Naturally, Mu Shaoling would not refuse to read Mu Xia's noodles, his eyes shone brightly, and he nodded again, "Okay, then the noodles."

"I'll do it now." Nianmu said, got out of bed and put on cotton slippers.

"Well, I'll put the documents away first." Mu Shaoling said, knowing that Nian Mu was waiting for him, and before he could put down the briefcase he was carrying, he opened the door eagerly to see her.

He pushed open the door of the opposite bedroom, put down the file bag, and followed Nianmu's footsteps to go downstairs.

Nianmu walked into the kitchen, put the pork rib soup that Aunt Wu had kept in the pot to heat up, and then washed some cabbage.

When the pork rib soup was slightly hot, I put the noodles down, and then fried a poached egg and adjusted a light sauce.

Because the soup base is pork rib soup, she did not make a thick sauce to enhance the flavor of the noodles, but chose to use a light taste so as not to cover up the taste of changing the soup base.

After the noodles are placed, it is already ten minutes later.

Nianmu brought warm noodles to the dining table.

Mu Shaoling looked at the noodles in the bowl, and then at Nianmu's fingers.

She came out with the bowl just now, and noticed that her fingers were red, and he held them with a frown, "Is it burning?"

Nian Mu lowered her eyes to look at her red fingers, she was indeed scalded by the heat from the bowl, but she didn't feel hot.

She is no longer the Ruan Bai of the past, a little bit of heat can turn her hands red, and it will arouse her pain.

The medicine from Horror Island plus training had already numbed her pain nerves a lot.

Not only her, but anyone trained on Terror Island will do this.

Nianmu shook his head, expressing that he was not in pain, "No, not in pain."

"It's all red hot." Mu Shaoling said, remembering that Ruan Bai was very afraid of pain in the past, as long as the dishes were hot, he would wear heat-resistant gloves to bring them out.

For such a delicate and delicate person, the pain nerves are so numb now.

Mu Shaoling's heart aches and he loves her.

"It really doesn't hurt, eat it quickly, the noodles won't taste good if they are soft." Nianmu urged, taking a look at his hand.

It's just a little red, not a burn at all, and her skin is not that delicate.

Her eyes fell on the noodles again.

The noodles in the bowl looked delicious, and there was a small handful of bok choy topped with a poached egg.

It's a simple night snack, but it looks delicious.

Mu Shaoling picked up the chopsticks and didn't eat right away, but asked her, "Do you want to eat together?"

Nianmu shook his head, "I'm not hungry."

"There are too many noodles, I will be too full to rest if I eat them all, why don't you eat some with me?" Mu Shaoling said again.

Nianmu looked at the noodles. Although they were simple, she had confidence in her cooking skills. Hearing what Mu Shaoling said, she nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll eat some."

With that said, she walked into the kitchen to get the dishes.

Grabbing the bowls and chopsticks, Mu Shaoling took the bowl in her hand, added noodles, cabbage, and some soup, and finally, divided the poached egg into two, and gave Nianmu half of it. in her bowl.

Nianmu looked at the noodles in the bowl, the dense smoke slowly dissipated, and the noodles seemed to become more delicious.

"You gave me too much." Nian Mu said.

"Let's eat, I'll eat the rest if I can't finish it." Mu Shaoling said, finally picked up the chopsticks and took the first bite of noodles, enjoying the warm supper tonight.

The noodles made by Nianmu are of course delicious, so he quickly finished the remaining half bowl of noodles.

Although I have dinner, the taste of the ones made outside is quite different from the ones made by Nianmu.

The dinner I ate at the company can only be said to be used to fill my stomach, so as not to be hungry and affect my work.

And eating the noodles made by Nianmu at this moment is the enjoyment of eating delicious food.

Nianmu also ate a lot, but couldn't eat any more, "I can't finish it."

Mu Shaoling was rude and ate all the noodles she had left.

Seeing that he was eating very fast, but still elegant, Nianmu couldn't help being stunned, and asked blankly, "Shall I make you another bowl?"

Mu Shaoling shook his head, and after eating the last mouthful of noodles, he took another mouthful of soup. The deliciousness of the noodles came from the seasoning and soup.

He picked up the paper towel on the table and wiped the corners of his mouth, and said, "No, I'm already full. The noodles you made are delicious. I don't want to waste, so I ate more."

Nianmu still doubts that the speed he swallowed just now doesn't seem like he's not hungry...

Seeing the suspicion on her face, Mu Shaoling asked dumbfoundedly: "Nian Mu, don't you know that you are very talented in cooking?"

Nianmu blinked, "What do you mean?" "It means it's delicious." Mu Shaoling said, affirming her cooking skills.