Is this a mermaid?

"Hello, is Mingming at home?"

An uncle appeared in the field of vision, slightly familiar.

Vidok thought for a while, and finally remembered what Werther had explained before going to bed. Someone will come to visit today, and at this time he must be called Mingo Mingming, Werther, and Wells.

Consolidating the new identities of Werther and Mingo again, Vidok took a deep breath and opened the door, he must not show his feet!

"Hello." Vidok said enthusiastically with a smile on his face, "You guys are really early. Mingo and the others are still asleep. Let me call them for you."

Uncle Mu looked at the little white face he didn't know, and he looked familiar.

"You are?" Dale tilted his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly showed great enthusiasm, "My God! You are Vidok! I have read your report."

In fact, Uncle Mu, who didn't know why he got up early in the morning to come to Mingo's house, found out that this name was also slightly familiar.

"I've always wanted to visit you in the empire. I never expected to see you during the food week." Dale said with a smile. They were planning to go home and go straight to the empire in time, although Chairman Jakley might He is not very interested in Mu's craftsmanship, but as far as he knows, His Majesty Heller of the Empire is very fond of Mu's craftsmanship.

He had originally planned to let Mu go to be the chef in the imperial palace for a period of time in exchange for Chairman Jia Keli to help him check his body. He really didn't expect the target person to appear in front of him suddenly—there is no master, and the same is true for apprentices.

"Oh." Vidok obviously didn't expect that he would become a celebrity one day, and he was a little uncomfortable with Dale's enthusiasm, "Hello, hello, may I call Mingo for you?"

"No need." Dale said with a smile, "Mingo came back very late yesterday. He is pregnant. Sleeping more is good for the baby?"

Vidok nodded, moved out of the way, and invited the two of them in.

Dale's eyes turned around in the hall. There are many high-end instruments here.

Uncle Mu also looked at it. Compared with Da Le who is proficient in this way, he was confused: "Hey, what do you keep in the house?"

"This is some equipment for Mingming's daily inspection. After all, he is not yet three months pregnant and has not entered the safe period. It is better to be careful in everything." Vidok explained.

"That's it." Uncle Mu muttered, "I'm a rough man, I'm not as careful as you."

Dale smiled and twisted the soft flesh on Uncle Mu's waist.

Uncle Mu looked bitter, did he say the wrong thing?

"Mu, if I'm pregnant now, do you think I need it?" Dale asked with a smile.

Uncle Mu opened his mouth and answered, "You definitely need it, your health is so bad."

"But." Uncle Mu muttered softly, "Obviously he needs it too? I look like he is very strong. He ate a lot at my place last night. According to customers, he also raided several shops before. "

Dale exerted force on her hand, and her smile became brighter: "It's not about the mermaid's body, but about it."

"Mingo is pregnant." Dale said word by word.

"I see." Uncle Mu's daughter-in-law was as soft as ever.

Vidok laughed beside him and said, "You guys really have a good relationship, right, who are you?"

Dale let go of his hand and said, "I am Dale, and he is Mu."

Food Planet, Mu, looks like an uncle.

"You're Uncle Mu?" Even if he can't be included in the foodie team, Vidok has still heard of this name, Uncle Mu, a master chef who has been worshiped by thousands of foodies.

"Ah." Uncle Mu patted his head, "They all call me that."

I finally understand why these two people suddenly got involved with Mingo

Vidok thought, isn't Mingo really His Majesty Heller's biological child?

If he was asked to decide which of Werther and Mingo was the child of His Majesty Heller, he would definitely choose Mingo!

"I've heard about Uncle Mu's reputation for a long time, but I've never eaten anything you made." Vidok said expectantly, "I just don't know if I can eat it today."

Uncle Mu is very straightforward: "No problem, have you eaten breakfast, if not, I will help you."

This is the reason why Mingo has to have the food delivered to his door in the middle of the night.

"I'll trouble you," Vidok said.

Uncle Mu strode towards the kitchen, while Dale approached Vidok.

"Doctor Victor."

Vidok quickly waved his hand: "No need, just call me Vidok!"

Dale smiled and said, "I don't know if the equipment here can help me check my body. Mu and I have been together for almost 100 years."

Speaking of this, Dale's face was a little sad: "I was thinking about not being in a hurry before. Anyway, it is not so fast for a mermaid to conceive a baby, but it has been 100 years. If I delay it later, I will lose my ability to conceive. , I want to ask you to help me check my body, I really want to give Mu a child."

"That's it." Vidok felt a little troublesome, "I didn't bring any related equipment here, sorry."

Dale's expression became even more downcast, and she whispered, "I see."

Smiling, Da Le said: "It's okay, I still have other ways." At worst, let Mu go to the empire to be the chef for a while.

A tempting aroma came from the kitchen.

Upstairs, the door opened, and Mingo came out wearing a nightgown as if sleepwalking.

A hand was stretched out from inside, and Mingo was pulled back vigorously, and then the door was slammed shut.

After coming back for at most 1 minute, the door of the room opened again, and a changed mermaid happily rushed down.

In the deepest part of the room, Werther was depressed alone, Mingo changed his clothes and went out, but what about him?

Just go out and wait to be exposed?

In desperation, His Highness the Crown Prince could only recall Mingo's disguise steps yesterday, and smeared on his own face.

"Dale, you're here!" Mingo went up to shake hands with Dale enthusiastically, and then slid to the kitchen door: "Uncle Mu is making breakfast! Can you make more?"

Uncle Mu looked back at Mingo.

Mingo said shyly, "I still have something to eat."

Uncle Mu nodded, he realized it yesterday.

Mingo smiled, and took a freshly baked snack before leaving.

Although it is still very hot, the cotton-like softness and slow milk fragrance, as well as the dried dried fish particles without a fishy smell in it, are so wonderful that even if the tongue is scalded, it is not willing to spit it out.

Being able to eat such delicacies early in the morning is really gratifying to the point of crying!

"Uncle Mu, your craftsmanship is so good." Mingo's eyes were full of tears, and he didn't know whether he was crying from being burned or moved.

Uncle Mu looked at Mingo with dead fish eyes: "Thank you, you'd better wait until it's colder and eat."

Mingo silently withdrew the thief who was about to take another one, and slid out of the kitchen disheveledly.

"Today." Vidok changed his words too quickly, almost biting his own tongue, "Wills hasn't gotten up yet?"

Mingo looked at Vidok, then at the wide-open door, showing a sinister smile: "How dare Wells come down to meet people if he doesn't wash up."

Victor: ""

Dale nodded understandingly: "I think so too. Men also need maintenance. Look at our Mu family. He just doesn't do anything, and now he can't go out to meet people."

Mingo wiped off his sweat: "Do you like pretty boys?"

Da Le nodded as a matter of course: "Yes, I am a screenwriter."

Mingo wiped off his sweat. Uncle Mu's appearance was indeed a little bit away from the pretty boy.

Mingo couldn't help asking: "How did you get together with Uncle Mu?"

Not keen on food, but also likes handsome men, Uncle Mu is obviously not within Da Le's criteria for choosing a spouse!

"Mu and I?" Dale recalled with a warm smile on his lips, "I used to forget to eat and sleep to write scripts, and I got stomach problems. As a result, I got stomach pains when I was walking on the street one day. I couldn’t walk in front of my house. Many people crowded around Mu’s house every day, but he saw me at a glance. He carried me in, fed me hot soup, and made porridge for me. Mu’s place There are many people, and then many people call us together."

"Then you are together?" Mingo widened his eyes.

"Although we were not together at that time, I think it was because of that incident that I got together with Mu later." Dale said, "With Mu's craftsmanship, there are many foodie mermaids waiting to marry him. I'm really happy that Mu chose to be with me."

"I think so too." Mingo muttered in a low voice, "You don't like food, and you still have a master of cooking."

Dale didn't speak, it was his carelessness to mention this question in front of a foodie mermaid.

"It was very lively when you married Uncle Mu, right?" Mingo asked curiously, how many foodie mermaids would be heartbroken when a generation of chefs got married.

Recalling that scene, Dale couldn't help but shudder: "It was so lively, they directly gathered thousands of mermaids to protest in the church where we got married."

"One thousand?" Mingo was shocked, "So much? Uncle Mu is too popular, right?"

Dale coughed a few times: "Many mermaids brought their friends to participate in the protest. Aren't they all interested in Mu?"

"But there are too many! After all, there are a thousand of them gathered!"

"Actually, I was the one who provoked public outrage. I am a screenwriter and I often travel to find inspiration. After Mu and I were together, I also went out. Before Mu and I got married, Mu hadn't opened a store for a month." Said kindly.

Mingo immediately understood that before they got married, Uncle Mu had been so passive and slow at work. If they got married, it would be difficult for them to eat Uncle Mu's dishes.

"If it were me, I would make trouble too." Mingo said with emotion.

Dale still had lingering fears: "Forget it, they still regret that there were too few mermaids gathered at that time, and they didn't stop me from being with Mu."

Mingo patted Dale's shoulder: "It's not easy for you."

Dale nodded with emotion: "By the way, how did you get together with yours?"

"Me?" Mingo tilted his head, "Actually, I don't know very well."

Dale pretended to be angry and said, "I told you everything, why didn't you tell me?"

Mingo smiled: "No, I'll sort it out and tell you."

On the stairs, Witt, who was about to go downstairs, stopped, hid in the shadows, and looked at Mingo expectantly.