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"Ah?" When Mr. Zhou heard this, it seemed to make sense. The last time the young master caught a cold, he had been struggling in the county hospital for half a month. "But... I am the only one at home. Oh, it's all for me. I can get sick even if I get wet in the rain."

Mo Xiaomi walked up, put the basket on the stove, and said, "Grandpa Zhou, I will cook for you. I will wait until you get ready before taking care of my brother."

"Ah?" Mr. Zhou smiled, "You are so young, can you cook?"

"Brother Zhou, don't believe it. In my busy season, Xiaomi's mother is pregnant, and Xiaomi is cooking." Mo Xiangshan smiled and praised Mo Xiaomi in front of outsiders without hesitation.

"I remembered that when I heard you say that, I often saw Xiaomi go to the field to deliver food to you. At first I thought it was made by Xiaomi's mother, but I didn't expect it was made by Xiaomi. It was so amazing." Butler Zhou praised, "Ah Ye, Ah Ye......"

"You go back to the house to rest quickly. I'll buy you some cold medicine and antipyretics." Mo Xiangshan said, "You said too, just take care of the young master. If you fall, then no one will take care of your young master."

"Hey!" Butler Zhou sighed, "Then... I'll trouble you. When I get ready, I'll invite you to have a good meal."

"By the way, have you come back to drink ginger soup?" asked Mo Xiangshan, "It's most effective to drink ginger soup and sweat."

Butler Zhou had a little embarrassed face and said, "When I got home, I changed my clothes and cooked. I had long forgotten to drink ginger tea."

"You are too careless, hurry up and go in and rest." Mo Xiangshan said, "Xiaomi, can you cook ginger tea?"

"Yes." Mo Xiaomi nodded and began to squat on the ground, selecting the best ginger, and cooking rice while burning the fire.

When making rice with stovetop, the heat cannot be large, and the heat cannot be cut off. Mo Xiaomi often makes it during this period and can completely control the heat. Then he cut more than a dozen slices of ginger and cooked it in water. It may be a bit unpalatable and add a little brown sugar.

The rice here is ready and the ginger soup is ready.

Mo Xiaomi carefully put it in a bowl and then brought it to the house. Butler Zhou was in the bedroom and kept sneezing. Without asking, Mo Xiaomi could know which one was Butler Zhou's bedroom.

"Grandpa Zhou, drink some ginger soup and sweat." Mo Xiaomi put the ginger soup on the bedside table, "The rice is ready, I will stir-fry two more dishes! I will be able to eat soon."

"Ah, Ah, Ah......" Butler Zhou couldn't help but sneeze a few more times, "Thank you Xiaomi."

"No need to thank you." Mo Xiaomi said modestly, very excited.

Hehehe, she is already in the house!

It's closer to the golden thigh!

When Mo Xiaomi came out of Butler Zhou's bedroom, he heard a strange sound. When he turned around, he saw that the door suddenly opened and Gu Yanze came out from inside in a wheelchair.

Mo Xiaomi was stunned. It was her first time to come to Gu Yanze’s small foreign building, which contained not only stairs, but also elevators.

But after thinking about it, I understand that Gu Yanze lives on the third floor. If there is no elevator, it will be difficult to get up and downstairs.

Gu Yanze didn't say anything, just looked at Mo Xiaomi, without any fluctuations in his eyes.

Mo Xiaomi was at a loss when she was seen. Thinking about her having an adult soul and being stared at by a child, she felt that she was too failed.'

With this courage, I still want to hold my golden thighs?
Chapter completed!