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The next morning, the rain was getting lighter, but it was still dripping.

Mo Xiangshan sent Mo Xiaomi to school. When he came back, he went to Mr. Zhou’s place to take a look and helped him with something.

Butler Zhou sweated yesterday afternoon and took medicine again in the evening. Today is already cured.

Originally, his cold was caused by rain and the treatment was timely. In addition, Mr. Zhou was in good health, so he recovered so quickly.

Seeing Mo Xiangshan coming, Butler Zhou squeezed out a little smile on his face and forced a smile.

"What's wrong?" Mo Xiangshan asked, "It's not that your young master is sick, right?"

Butler Zhou shook his head and sighed, "Hey, my young master is weak and doesn't want to eat. You looked at the bowl and ate half a bowl of rice and the dishes on the plate. Each dish was moved by one or two chopsticks. How can you grow up after eating this little?"

Hearing this, Mo Xiangshan was also stunned and said in disbelief: "No, yesterday I saw Xiaomi deliver food to the young master. After the rice was finished, two dishes were finished, and half a bowl of tomato and egg soup was left. Although the portion was not large, it was not too small for the children."

"What?" Mr. Zhou couldn't believe it, "You mean you have finished a bowl of rice?"

Anyway, since he took care of the young master, the young master has never finished a whole bowl of rice at once.

"It should be finished. Anyway, I saw that the bowl and the plates were empty, and there was only a little soup left." Mo Xiangshan said, "Why don't I ask carefully when Xiaomi comes back from school?"

"Okay, you must ask." Mr. Zhou said, "You don't know. I'm almost worried to let the young master eat more."

Mo Xiangshan looked at the food on the plate. It didn't look very good, and it didn't smell very fragrant. He said, "Is the food you cooked not to the young master's appetite?"

"Actually, the dishes I cook are delicious. If you don't believe me, please try it." Butler Zhou picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and gave it to Mo Xiangshan to try it.

After eating Mo Xiangshan, I thought it was good. Although it wasn't delicious enough to swallow my tongue, it tasted pretty good.

"That's strange." Mo Xiangshan said, "I'll ask Xiaomi later, but the food tastes much better than you in my Xiaomi. Her mother and I often praise her. Especially the Dongpo pork stewed in the clay pot. Oh my, I wish I could even swallow my tongue."

Butler Zhou swallowed and said, "It won't rain anymore. I'll go to the market to buy more meat and go to your house to help me make some. If my young master likes to eat, then Xiaomi and Huihui will learn to cook."

"Haha, no need." Mo Xiangshan said, "I'll send you some next time."

At noon, Mo Xiangshan went to pick up Mo Xiaomi.

It didn't rain anymore, but there were still some dark clouds in the sky.

This is also good, so it won’t make people dizzy.

"Xiaomi, you delivered food to your brother yesterday. How much did he eat?" Mo Xiangshan led his granddaughter and walked carefully on the muddy road, so as not to accidentally roll into the ditch.

Along the way, he saw two or three children rolling into the ditch on the side of the road.

Fortunately, the water went down and the child was able to climb up by himself, but it was still very dangerous.
Chapter completed!