MTL - Transmigrating into the Reborn Male Lead’s Ex-Boyfriend-Chapter 135 One hundred thirty five

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After spilling a dog food, Xiao Yuanmu took Song Ye and visited the other floors until everyone in the company knew that his boss had a lover and his relationship was very stable, and the two men Shi Ran walked out of the office building.

I went to the supermarket to buy food, changed shoes under Xiao Huang's welcome, Xiao Yuanmu rolled up his sleeves, and said what he bought back from the supermarket: "It takes about 30 minutes to cook. If you are hungry, you can eat some fruit."

Song Yunhe agreed, and looked up to see Xiao Yuanmu walking towards the kitchen, which seemed to be thinner than before.

He called without thinking: "Xiao Yuanmu."

Xiao Yuanmu stepped forward, turned to look at him, and signaled that he would say something.

Song Yanhe walked to him, took one of the food bags in his hand, and said, "I'll stay with you."

"it is good."

The two entered the kitchen one after the other, Xiao Yuanmu familiarly took out the food in the shopping bag one by one, put the dishes that will be eaten today on the cooking table, and then put the other dishes into the refrigerator in separate categories.

"What should I do."

Song Yanhe stood aside, holding two tomatoes in his hand and handed them to Xiao Yuanmu, and then asked.

"These two tomatoes will be used later." Xiao Yuanmu took over Song Yan and the tomatoes in his hand and put them back on the cooking table.

Song Yan and Qingke coughed, glanced over the cooking table, saw the two boxes of eggs above, and said, "You haven't put the eggs in the refrigerator yet, I'll help you collect them."

"You don't need to put eggs ..." Xiao Yuanmu faced his expectant eyes and said half of the words paused. "Trouble you."

Finally found a job, Song Yan and very seriously put the eggs into the egg storage box, not only neatly sized, but also followed the principle of big to small, put the eggs, he looked at Xiao Yuan again Mu, asking, "Are there any other dishes to take?"

"No ..." Xiao Yuanmu glanced at the talent on the cooking table, and changed his mind calmly: "The only things that don't need to be harvested are beef and celery. You can put everything else in the refrigerator."

Song Yanhe quickly sorted it out, Xiao Yuanmu saw him in a cheerful look, turned and cooked the rice, and began to process the beef.

"Xiao Yuanmu." Song Yanhe finished finishing the refrigerator, and said, "Do you have anything else I need?"

Xiao Yuanmu chopped vegetables and said, "Can you trouble me to take out two eggs from the refrigerator?"

Song Yihe immediately took two of them and asked, by the way: "Need me to knock you open into a bowl?"

"You can take two bowls at will and separate the egg whites from the yolks."

Song Zhehe took out two transparent small bowls from the cabinet, and after picking them, picked up an egg. Thinking of the mother's actions in the memory, he knocked away from the edge of the bowl and gently slammed, and a crack opened in the middle of the egg. The corner of his mouth was hooked, his fingers squeezed apart, and the egg liquid of the whole egg slid into the bowl.

"What do you think of my egg?"

Xiao Yuanmu turned his eyes and saw Huang Tongtong's egg yolk and his egg white, which were completely integrated, paused and said, "Nice."

After being praised, Song Yanhe was highly encouraged. He took out another egg and knocked it open. When he opened the egg shell again, something suddenly flashed in his head. He frowned and asked, "Did you just let me egg white and yolk?" separate."

"No." Xiao Yuanmu looked calmly: "I let you beat two eggs together, I will fry tomatoes and eggs later."

Looking at the two bowls on the cooking table, Song Yonghe always felt that there was something wrong. After thinking about it for a while, he couldn't remember what was wrong, so he turned around and asked Xiao Yuanmu: "Then why should I take two bowl?"

Xiao Yuanmu took another bowl in his hand and said, "I want to put beef."

Seeing that the bowl had been cut, at this time Xiao Yuanmu was putting the seasoned beef in the seasoning, Song Xun and his mind flashed a flash of light, and the inexplicable memory just returned instantly.

He glanced at Xiao Yuanmu, and Xiao Yuanmu said, "Can you please help me get the asparagus and shrimp in the refrigerator?"

"Okay." Song Yanhe swallowed when he reached his lips and turned to help Xiao Yuanmu get things.

Xiao Yuanmu accepted the thanks and then said, "Will you cut vegetables?"

"Of course." Song Yanhe thought of how his mother cut vegetables when he was a kid, and said, "This is easy."

Xiao Yuanmu raised an eyebrow and handed the asparagus to Song Yunhe, saying: "You wash the asparagus and cut it into sections of equal length."

Song Yonghe washed the asparagus with water, took another chopping board, and cut it carefully.

Xiao Yuanmu took a moment to glance at it, and saw that he was clumsily pressing the dish a little bit to cut the length, and the corners of his mouth were bent.

After waiting for Song Yan and cutting the vegetables, Xiao Yuanmu said, "Can you help me get the potatoes and onions in the refrigerator?"

Song Yanhe just washed his hands, heard the words and turned to get it. However, he paused just after opening the refrigerator and turned to ask Xiao Yuanmu: "I found that what you let me take is what you just let me put in. . "

"Yes," Xiao Yuanmu said. "Even if it's only ten minutes, the refrigerator can keep their freshness and keep you holding things. Isn't it tiring?"

Song Zhenghe pouted, took out the potato and onion Xiao Xiaomu wanted, placed it beside him, and whispered, "Do you need any help from me?"

"Xiao Huang's lunch, you can help prepare it."

"Okay." Song Zhenghe nodded, took out the dog food from the cabinet, and turned out of the kitchen.

Xiao Huang, who was playing with the ball, saw him and ran around with excitement. He wanted to play with him. Song Xuanhe rubbed his head and said, "I eat, eat and play."

Prepare Xiao Huang for lunch. Song Yanhe sat next to him to see him eating.

Xiao Yuanmu's voice came from the kitchen and asked him, "Can you help me taste it?"

Song Kun paused, got up and went back to the kitchen, Xiao Yuanmu picked up a piece of beef, blew it, and handed it to his mouth. Soon Song and He had eaten, Xiao Yuanmu's kiss fell on his lips. Laughing: "Thank you."

"Thank you?" Song Yan and swallowed the meat and asked.

"Helped me a lot."

"Before I was helping," Song said, "you should only have to do it for thirty minutes. Now it's thirty minutes. You haven't done it because I've lost time."

"It's not that you're delaying my time." Xiao Yuanmu turned off the fire, turned to look at Song Yunhe, and watched him seriously: "Because you are here, for the first time, I think cooking is a joy. The thing is, I slowed myself down. "

Song Yan and Hitomi trembled, and the tip of the ears became a little red. He looked away and asked, "Then why did you just let me go?"

Xiao Yuanmu: "I worry that you are bored."

"I ..." Song Yan and pouted, "I'm not bored."

"The next time you cook, will you continue to help me?"

"Um." Song Yan and his eyes fluttered, "The beef tastes good, you can get it out."

Xiao Yuanmu hooked his lips and filled out the beef in the pot, handed it to Song Yun and let him take it out.

Although the cooperation between the two was not tacit understanding, anyway, they prepared lunch in forty minutes and sat in the restaurant.

Xiao Huang had finished eating, and looked at the food on the table covetously, whining coquettishly, but none of the two on the table noticed it.

"Why do you cook so well?"

Halfway through the meal, Song Yonghe asked what he had always wanted to ask.

"I used to help in the kitchen when I was a kid." Xiao Yuanmu said: "At that time, there was an old gentleman with good cooking skills in our courtyard. He liked to let me help him wash and choose vegetables. I stayed in the kitchen more than others. The food feels a bit more. "

"As a kid?" Song Yan and frowned: "How young?"

"Four or five years old," Xiao Yuanmu said, "after my last pair of adoptive parents sent me back to the orphanage."

Thinking of Xiao Yuan's bumpy childhood in the book, Song Yan and his hand holding the chopsticks clenched, pretending to be inadvertent: "Have you been adopted by many people since you were a kid?"

"Well, three couples." Xiao Yuanmu said lightly: "One of them was the same **** husband. I heard the director said they were good to me, but died in a car accident when I was two years old."

Song Yihe asked: "What about others?"

"They later had their own children." Xiao Yuanmu said in a light tone, very calm.

Song Yan and Um gave a whisper, shifting the topic: "Then how long did you cook with the old gentleman in the kitchen, it seems that you have been patient since you were a kid, and it is difficult for ordinary children to stay in the kitchen for long. "

"Seven years," Xiao Yuanmu said, "until the old gentleman dies."

Song Yi and Yi Yi: "Has he died?"

"I passed away when I was twelve years old." Xiao Yuanmu's eyes crossed a trace of nostalgia.

Seeing Xiao Yuanmu's expression, Song Yunhe asked, "He should be nice to you."

"Other children thought they could steal food in the kitchen, so they scrambled to come to the kitchen. He took everyone down, but only required strictness. All things that did not meet his requirements needed to be punished." Xiao Yuan There was a smile on Mu's face: "The punishment is to memorize the recipe. Those children have to leave because of the recipe, only I have kept it because of my good memory."

Xiao Yuanmu just said a trivial matter, but Song Yunhe could hear his nostalgia for the old gentleman and the old gentleman's preference and care for him. Wu He asked, "Do you miss him?"

"No." Xiao Yuanmu's eyes calmed down, he said: "I have no regrets between him and me, don't need to miss."

Song Yuanhe's gaze fell on Xiao Yuanmu's calm expression that could not see any emotions. After a while, he turned away, and seemed to inadvertently ask, "How is there no regret for you?"

"If you don't regret meeting, you can separate peacefully, but there is no regret."

Song Yanhe blinked his eyes and said, "All separation can be regarded as peaceful separation, after all, no matter how uneasy at that time, when time passes, there will always be peace."

Xiao Yuanmu raised his eyes and gazed at him, his voice clear and flowing: "There is also some separation, no matter how long it can't be calm." 2k novel reading network