Gu Qingyao turned her head, looked at Mo Beihan, and smiled!

"No, I just feel that I am worthy of being a child of the Mo family! It's like you back then!"

Mo Beihan: "..."

What do you mean?

Gu Qingyao smiled and turned back into the kitchen. The food was ready, and everyone came out to eat.

Mu Mu carried his things and rode his bicycle to the small stall of Chen Feng and Chen Qingqing. It was lunch time and the stall was busy.

Chen Feng and Chen Qingqing definitely don't have time to eat at this time. Those who do this kind of business usually wait until there are not many customers before eating.

But Zhong Bingyuan is a child after all, and she has been sick before, so she has nothing to eat on time.

Mumu carried the things and put them on a small table in the corner, "Yuanyuan, come over for dinner!"

Zhong Bingyuan was originally helping, but when he saw Mu Mu coming, he smiled, "Brother Mo, why are you here?"

"I'm here to bring you something delicious. Go and serve some rice. Come and eat."

Mu Mu shouted toward Chen Feng again, "Brother Chen, Sister Qingqing, come and eat some too! I made it myself."

Chen Feng smiled, "You eat well first, I'll come later."

Instead, Chen Qingqing came over with a smile, "You made it yourself? You kid can cook?"

Mu Mu raised his eyebrows, "It's not a rare thing. I didn't do it when I was in my hometown when I was a child. Why? Don't you know?"

Chen Qingqing can't say that he knows or don't know. After all, Mu Mu was still very young at that time, and cooking at home was at best to help out. How could it be possible to cook properly?

But at that time the rural areas were very poor, and many children had to help with housework when they were very young. Knowing how to cook is actually nothing special.

Chen Qingqing smiled and said: "That's different! How difficult it used to be! Just eat something, no one cares whether it tastes good or not, but now it's different! In a family like the Mo family, what you make can be It's delicious!"

Mu Mu coldly snorted, "I know how to cook, I learned from my aunt! I don't need to tell you how delicious my aunt cooks, just see for yourself."

Mu Mu opened the lunch box, there was a big fish head lying in the middle of the milky white fish soup, the other was braised chicken nuggets, and a box of red strawberries. It looked very gratifying!

"Ah! It smells so good!" Chen Qingqing was happy.

"Of course!" Mu Mu proudly said to Zhong Bingyuan: "Sit down and taste it, you are so thin, you have to make up for it."

The food was so good, Zhong Bingyuan was naturally also interested, and hurried over to get the food.

Now they have rice in their stall, so Zhong Bingyuan went to bring three bowls of rice, and the three of them sat down to eat.

The first thing Chen Qingqing and Zhong Bingyuan tasted was chicken. The taste was absolutely delicious and it was very delicious!

"It's delicious, Brother Mo, you're so amazing, a boy can cook so well, I don't have this craft!"

Men in this era are still very masculine, and almost all housework is women's all-inclusive. In Zhong Bingyuan's impression, men can cook very rarely.

Even her elder brother Chen Feng can do something simple but not very often. Most of the meals are cooked by her sister.

Mu Mu smiled and said, "If you like it, I will often make it for you in the future, and I will have more!"

"Take a mouthful of soup, how about trying this?"

Mu Mu found an empty bowl, filled a bowl of soup and put it in front of Zhong Bingyuan.