If you don't pick on it, your aunt won't make it for you to eat!lt;/pgt;

Mu Yingbao muttered like this in his heart, not moving at all!lt;/pgt;

She didn't believe that this person would lose his temper because of this matter.lt;/pgt;

"Father, it's really not suitable for mothers to be tired. I'll make it for you. We'll cook dumplings very quickly." Brother Hui spoke quickly, and without waiting for Xue Wenyu to respond, he immediately turned around and ran out.lt;/pgt;

Even the chance to refuse was not left for Xue Wenyu.lt;/pgt;

"You see, you are not as good as a child." Xue Wenyu looked at Mu Yingbao bluntly and criticized.lt;/pgt;

"Can that be the same? You are his father, and he should respect you. You are not my father. Why do I have to care about you if I feel uncomfortable?" Mu Yingbao gave him a blank look and responded to.lt;/pgt;

Cough cough cough cough cough, Mu Yingbao said that he choked Tao Qingyuan who was drinking tea.lt;/pgt;

"Isn't you weak and tired? But I see you so energetic and jealous." Xue Wenyu advised himself in his heart to calm down and not get angry.lt;/pgt;

Otherwise, if you make a big fight just because of a meal, wouldn’t it be a joke!lt;/pgt;

"Oh, Prince, you have wronged me. I don't have the strength to cook lunch for you. I'm already overjoyed. If I don't force myself to cheer up and chat with Prince, I'd be too disrespectful to Prince." Mu Yingbao felt very aggrieved.lt;/pgt;

Listening to her serious Hu Badao, Xue Wenyu's mouth twitched. How could he meet such a woman!lt;/pgt;

"Since you have such superb medical skills, how could you marry a very likely widow?" Xue Wenyu changed the topic and decided to talk about serious things. You can't argue with her like this.lt;/pgt;

Hearing this, Mu Yingbao smiled shyly, "Isn't that ignorant of young people? Besides, who didn't make a little confused when he was young?" lt;/pgt;

Although her expression was too exaggerated and fake, it didn't make people feel awkward. Instead, it was a bit cute and playful.lt;/pgt;

"Oh, now I am older, I am more sensible and calm?" Xue Wenyu deliberately made his age worse.lt;/pgt;

Mu Yingbao nodded; "People learn from failure, slowly accumulate life experience, and grow up slowly." lt;/pgt;

This is reasonable. Not only Xue Wenyu nodded, but Tao Qingyuan, who was watching the fun, agreed very much.lt;/pgt;

"However, I'm just eighteen now, the sun just rising, the buds that are about to bloom. Why are I old?" Mu Yingbao suddenly interrupted and corrected.lt;/pgt;

Eighteen years old in modern times, normal students are still in school.lt;/pgt;

She is so thick that she even praises herself! Xue Wenyu shook her head slightly.lt;/pgt;

A woman of this age has long been married to a woman and has several children.lt;/pgt;

Unlike her, she is still dressed like a girl even though she is married.lt;/pgt;

At this time, Brother Hui walked in with a tray.lt;/pgt;

On a large tray, a large sea bowl, a soup bowl, and a plate.lt;/pgt;

Seeing his son coming in like this, Xue Wenyu was a little uncomfortable. The three adults in the room actually asked him, a nine-year-old child, to do these! lt;/pgt;

"Father, come and eat." Brother Hui put the tray on the table, placed the things on it on the table, and greeted him.lt;/pgt;

Xue Wenyu walked over and saw that the bowl was filled with dumplings, the bowl was clear soup, and the plate was seasoning.lt;/pgt;

"Father." As soon as Xue Wenyu sat down, Brother Hui immediately handed him the chopsticks.lt;/pgt;

Eat one quickly, and you will know how delicious it is after eating it. My mother's cooking skills are so good! lt;/pgt;

Brother Hui has always been worried that his father could not accept the fact that his mother treated the man, and now he is just using his mother's cooking skills to make up for it.lt;/pgt;

Xue Wenyu looked at the dumplings, then looked up at Mu Yingbao. Xin, he really had no progress, so he could make food that could be eaten by boiling water.lt;/pgt;

Look at the dumplings, all shapes are available, they are so ugly.lt;/pgt;

Judging from the shape of the dumplings alone, Xue Wenyu made a conclusion that the dumplings are not delicious.lt;/pgt;

I wanted to put down my chopsticks, so I just went out to eat it, but when I thought that the dumplings were cooked by the child, it would not hurt the child's heart.lt;/pgt;

So he picked up a dumpling, dipped it in seasonings, opened his mouth and took a bite, and ate it with a ginger.lt;/pgt;

If it is not delicious, you should eat less when pretending.lt;/pgt;

However, it was this bite that bite the cross section of the dumplings, and a fresh smell slowly spread in the mouth.lt;/pgt;

Hum? What stuffing is it? Xue Wenyu looked at the bite of half a dumpling on the chopsticks.lt;/pgt;

The emerald green ones can’t tell what kind of dish it is, and there is meat.lt;/pgt;

This time, I ate the dumplings on the chopsticks in one bite and chewed them slowly.lt;/pgt;

Not bad, the shape of the bag is ugly, but the taste is really delicious!lt;/pgt;

Could it be that I didn’t eat lunch in time today and was so hungry? So no matter how unpalatable the food was, it would be delicious when it entered my mouth?lt;/pgt;

While muttering in my heart, I was sending dumplings into my mouth, one by one! The speed was getting faster and faster!lt;/pgt;

Mu Yingbao felt distressed when he looked at it. There were many dumplings and planned to fry them at night and eat wine!lt;/pgt;

There are probably more than fifty more. It seems that Brother Hui cooked them all.lt;/pgt;

How filial should this stinky boy be? I feel sorry for him to cook ten or eight! Mu Yingbao glared at Brother Hui, and Brother Hui pretended not to see him because he was guilty.lt;/pgt;

Looking at Xue Wenyu's attitude of eating dumplings, it was like a wind blowing in the clouds, just like a dead cloud, Mu Yingbao really wanted to ask him, he hadn't eaten anything in a few days! lt;/pgt;

But, seeing how he likes eating so much, Mu Yingbao felt very accomplished and decided not to bother with him.lt;/pgt;

When the dumplings were put into the pot, Brother Hui ordered sixty-three, enough for him, his mother and great-grandfather to serve dinner.lt;/pgt;

When he was cooking dumplings just now, he thought this was his first time, and he cooked things for his father to eat. If there was no enough, he put all the dumplings in the pot.lt;/pgt;

Now, after looking at Dahai Bowl, I saw the bottom of the bowl in a short while. My father was obviously full, but he still killed all the bottom of the bowl.lt;/pgt;

Brother Hui was a little scared by his father's eating behavior.lt;/pgt;

But I thought about the first time I ate the meal my mother cooked, it wasn't the same. Even though I was full, I still couldn't put down my chopsticks.lt;/pgt;

Seeing that his father put down the chopsticks, Brother Hui moved the soup bowl in front of him.lt;/pgt;

Xue Wenyu picked it up and took a few sips; "What soup? Did you make it?" He didn't drink it.lt;/pgt;

"Dumpling soup, mother's original soup is used to remove raw food." Brother Hui immediately answered.lt;/pgt;

"There are quite a lot of attention." Xue Wenyu muttered in a low voice.lt;/pgt;

"Father, how does it taste?" Brother Hui asked deliberately.lt;/pgt;

Xue Wenyu took out a handkerchief and wiped the corner of his mouth only at this time; "What's the smell, it's so careless, it looks really ugly." lt;/pgt;

When Mu Yingbao heard this, he almost took off the embroidered shoes from his feet and smashed them on his face. He even ate like a hungry ghost.lt;/pgt;

"Father, the filling is made by my mother. The packaging is made by me, my mother and great-grandfather. I am hungry, so if you don't do it, it will be too slow. Mom is all right, will the dumplings look good if you don't look good, as long as you wrap them well, don't reveal the filling." Brother Hui explained embarrassedly.lt;/pgt;

Xue Wenyu understood, nodded and stood up to look at Brother Hui; "Dinner is ready, if your father has not come, remember to call me." lt;/pgt;

After that, he walked to Tao Qingyuan, said hello to him and left.lt;/pgt;

"What's the thing? I heard it right. He still wants to have dinner with us?" Xue Wenyu had already left the house. Mu Yingbao, who was stunned, came to his senses, stared with his big eyes, pointed at the direction of the door, and asked the old and young in the house...lt;/pgt;
Chapter completed!