After eleven o'clock at noon, Mo Xiaodie bought a lot of snacks and vegetables that Zizhong and Ranran liked to eat and came to a nearby home.
As soon as she opened the door, two small figures rushed towards her.
"Mummy, I miss you so much." Ran Ran hugged her waist, hanging on her body and refusing to get off.
Mo Xiaodie was holding something in both hands, unable to free his hands, the person being hugged by her had to bend down.
Mo Zizhong quickly helped her take the things in her hands and put them on the shelf at the door.
"Ranran, come down quickly, Mommy will be very tired if you do this." He felt sorry for Mommy, and was about to pull Ranran off Mo Xiaodie.
Ranran saw that Mo Xiaodie's hands were free, and stretched out her arms coquettishly: "Mommy, hug!"
Mo Xiaodie hugged her daughter with a doting face, held Zizhong with the other hand, walked to the sofa and sat down.
Li Mingyang's daughter-in-law Wang Ping came out of the kitchen when she heard a voice: "Xiaodie, you are back!"
Mo Xiaodie quickly put down Ranran, ran over and hugged Wang Ping: "Sister-in-law, thank you!" As she spoke, her nose became sore and her eyes turned red.
Wang Ping patted her on the shoulder: "Family, why are you being polite? You forgot, I am the godmother of Zizhong and Ranran."
Mo Xiaodie sniffed, pulled Wang Ping to the sofa, and asked her to sit down: "Sister-in-law, sit down and rest for a while, I'll make lunch."
Wang Ping was a little reluctant: "I heard from your elder brother that you went to Yan Village yesterday to look for children, and you had a busy day. When you go home, you should take a good rest. You can accompany the children well, and I will cook."
Ranran grabbed Wang Ping and wrinkled her face: "Godmother, let my mommy cook. Ranran really wants to eat her braised pork and sweet and sour pork ribs." As she spoke, her saliva dripped down.
Wang Ping wiped her saliva dotingly for her: "You little heartless, didn't I stew chicken drumsticks for you yesterday? Why are you so greedy!"
Mo Zizhong, who had been standing by the side, couldn't help but said: "Godmother, chicken legs, braised pork, and sweet and sour pork ribs are not the same taste."
Wang Ping pointed at Mo Zizhong pretending to be angry: "Dabao, haven't you always disliked meat? Why are you hungry now?"
Mo Zizhong raised his head proudly: "My mommy cooks the best dishes, even meat I like to eat."
Wang Ping pretended to be sad, covering her chest and lying on the sofa: "You two little heartless, godmother is so heartbroken, so sad!"
Seeing Wang Ping as if she was about to cry, Ran ran over quickly and threw herself into her arms to flatter her: "Godmother, your stewed chicken legs are also delicious, but I like it too. Godmother, don't be sad."
The corners of Mo Zizhong's mouth moved slightly: "Godmother, stop pretending, adults can't deceive children."
Wang Ping was spotted by him, and she smiled and pointed at them: "Xiaodie, take a quick look, your son is about to become a sperm."
Mo Zizhong walked over and sat next to Wang Ping: "Godmother, I and Ranran also love you very much, but your cooking skills are really not as good as my mommy, so don't be angry."
Wang Ping was completely defeated by Zizhong: "Who is your personality like, you kid, you can piss people off in minutes!"
At this time, Mo Xiaodie had already walked into the kitchen carrying the vegetables and meat she had just bought.
Mo Zizhong turned his head and took a look, got up and walked over to help Wang Ping squeeze her shoulders: "Godmother, don't be angry! My mommy has been back for such a long time, you have to be jealous, adults can't do this Be careful."
Wang Ping glared at him, and waved her hands speechlessly: "Mo Zizhong, you, go to the kitchen to help Mommy pick vegetables, don't comfort me anymore, your straight man's comfort, I will share it with you godmother." My blood pressure will soar every minute. I'm going to enter menopause soon, so please don't mess with me."
Ran Ran tilted her head and asked puzzledly, "Godmother, what is menopause?"
Mo Zizhong walked to the kitchen door but turned around and explained to Ranran solemnly: "Menopause is a sign of a woman getting older, and the godmother is about to become an old woman."
Wang Ping angrily grabbed the pillow on the sofa and threw it over: "Mo Zizhong, your skin is itchy, aren't you?"
Li Mingcheng happened to open the door and come in at this time, he quickly caught the pillow: "Sister-in-law, did you quarrel with Zizhong again?"
"You asked what he said just now?"
Li Mingcheng looked at Mo Zizhong in confusion: "Did you make your godmother angry?"
Ran Ran ran over, and explained solemnly: "Brother said, the godmother has entered menopause and will soon become a grandmother."
Li Mingcheng couldn't hold back his laughter: "Sister-in-law, this isYou are wrong, Zizhong is right! "
Wang Ping got up and pointed to Li Mingcheng's nose: "Li Mingcheng, is your skin itchy too? You taught Zizhong to be so outspoken and have no EQ."
Li Mingcheng retorted dissatisfiedly: "Why did I teach it? It's all about heredity."
As he spoke, he walked up to Wang Ping and lowered his voice: "Have you ever met his father, a standard straight man who can choke to death on every word."
Wang Ping's eyes lit up, and she pulled him to the balcony with a gossipy face: "Have you met Zizhong's father? How does he look?"
Li Mingcheng rolled his eyes: "Dasou, I think what Zizhong said is right. You are really old and are beginning to forget. Their father is Lu Chenxu, the president of the Lu Corporation. A few days ago I specially asked you I've seen pictures of him online."
Wang Ping twisted his ears dissatisfied: "Who do you think is older? Can the photo be the same as the real person?"
"Sister-in-law, I was wrong, you let go, it hurts."
Seeing Li Mingcheng kept begging for mercy, Wang Ping let go.
She looked back at the kitchen, with a worried expression on her face: "Well, in fact, children are the happiest when they grow up beside their biological parents. However, Zizhong's father is too good and dazzling. I'm afraid he won't like Xiao Xiao. butterfly."
Li Mingcheng said bluntly: "You guessed wrong, now Xiaodie looks down on him."
When Wang Ping heard it, she immediately became interested: "Let's talk about it."
So Li Mingcheng, with his big mouth, told Wang Ping everything that Lu Chenxu said to him in the morning.
Wang Ping patted her leg: "Such an excellent man is still the biological father of the children. Why should Xiaodie hesitate? I'll go and persuade her."
Li Mingcheng was frightened and quickly pulled her back: "My dear sister-in-law, please don't make trouble, okay, Xiaodie has to deal with emotional matters by herself. She should have her own reasons for not accepting Mr. Lu. After all, we don't Having lived through her life, I cannot understand how she feels."
In the kitchen, Mo Zizhong looked good, helping Mo Xiaodie peel potatoes and garlic with a serious face!
"Dabao, you must learn to cook, so that girls will like you in the future, and you will be able to surprise and comfort your wife when she is tired." Mo Xiaodie taught his son earnestly.
Mo Zizhong raised his head and gave her a white look: "Mum, you're thinking too far."
"I don't think so far. Men who can cook are the most attractive and girls like them the most."
"Then my dad, no, is President Lu cooking?"
"This¡ª" Mo Xiaodie thought for a while, she seemed to have never seen Lu Chenxu enter the kitchen.
"Probably not!"
"So, Mommy, you don't like him, right?" Mo Zizhong suddenly spoke out in surprise. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com