My Little Mom is the Richest

With full of surprise, Chen Laodao put the yellow cloth bag aside and walked quickly to Mu Qiu's door.

The feeling of standing outside the door became purer, and the surprise in his eyes was directly drowned.

"This kid is so talented, even when I was young, it was far behind. Is this the so-called blue is better than blue?"

He raised his hand to knock on the door, but when he was about to touch the door, he stopped again.

"Don't interrupt him." Muttered, he took his things back to the room.

He didn't walk out of the room until eight o'clock in the evening, when he felt the strong atmosphere outside disappear.

Mu Qiu opened her eyes and looked at her hands in surprise, the joy in her heart overflowing.

"Old Chen is too interesting. This ancient book is really good. Although it is only an introduction, it makes me seem to have absorbed the world. It is really amazing."

He leaped lightly and jumped up very lightly, not enough to describe his body as light as a swallow.

After feeling it, he rushed out of the room with interest.

"Old Chen, you are so interesting, this book is great."

As soon as he left the house, Mu Qiu couldn't help but yelled, and Chen Lao Dao walked out of the kitchen and gave him a roll of eyes.

"Nonsense, what kind of inferior product I gave? Fortunately, your kid is a bit lucky, and you shouldn't betray my good intentions."

Chen Lao Dao demonstrated his shock before, but he didn't want to make Mu Qiu proud because of his praise.

You must know that many geniuses ruin their talents because they are too proud.

So he has already decided that even if Mu Qiu shows talent no matter how talented he is, he should beat him frequently and not let him be free.

After talking, Chen Lao Dao threw out a bucket of instant noodles, "I can't cook, and I'm too lazy to eat it when the time is too late. Let's have some instant noodles tonight!"

Mu Qiu frowned when he looked at the instant noodles in his hand, he didn't want to eat the instant noodles to make him feel wronged.

"Lao Chen, is there anything else in the fridge? I'm still cooking tonight."

Speaking of Mu Qiu, he went to the kitchen, but Chen Lao Dao didn't have any hope for him.

While starting the bubble noodles, he said: "I can't cook, the things in the refrigerator are limited. If you can make it, you can do it! I just eat instant noodles."

Mu Qiu curled her lips, she obviously didn't believe in her craft!

"You'd better keep a little belly, otherwise you won't be blessed to enjoy if I make a big meal in a while."

Old Chen rolled his eyes at the kitchen, and it seemed to him that Mu Qiu was just talking big.

Opening the refrigerator and looking at the freezer, Mu Qiu doubted the meaning of the refrigerator in his eyes.

Fortunately, there is a piece of duck breast in the freezer below. It has been frozen hard and it should have been kept for a long time.

Slightly disgusted, he took it out. Mu Qiu smelled it and there was no peculiar smell. It should be edible.

Then he took the duck breast and stood in front of the cooking table. There were a few instant noodle buckets and a bowl of instant noodle residue floating in the pool.

Mu Qiu shook his head in disgust, put the duck breast aside to defrost, then rolled up his sleeves and started to wash the dishes.

While he was busy, he said to the outside: "Old Chen, although you are a rough man and you don’t have a daughter-in-law now, we have to live a more refined life. Look at you like this, I’m a big man. Go down."