Mu Jingnan turned his head and met her eyes: "I'll do it."

"You can do it?" Chu Qingman was surprised.

“Is mushroom cheese soup OK?”

Dad is going to make soup too? Mu Suye's eyes were curiously glittering, as if this was the first time he discovered that his dad could cook.

Mu Jingnan actually blurted out, and after answering, he was stunned. When would he make mushroom cheese soup?

"You can make soup? Mushroom and cheese soup? Why haven't I heard of it?" Xiao Feng, who was hot milk by the microwave, stretched his neck and asked.

Obviously everyone around him knew that he couldn't cook.

"Mushroom cheese soup requires mushrooms, shredded pork, wine, salt, raw powder, cheese." Mu Jingnan's mind quickly appeared in the ingredients about this dish. While saying that, he rolled up his sleeves.

When the uncle was talking, Nuannuan looked back at his uncle, her little eyes blinked brightly. Mushroom and cheese soup seemed to have said that it was the dish that my father liked to cook back then.

Chu Qingman's heart is full of things. Why is it so coincidental? He can also make cheese and mushroom soup?

Turn on the gas stove and pick up the single-handled frying pan. Mu Jingnan fryed the mushrooms and meat up and down first, frying them until they were browned and then making soup. It would be more fragrant and delicious. Seeing that he was really good at doing it in one go, Xiao Feng, who came over with milk, whistled and said to him: "You are so hiding, don't you want to be cooked by us, and we are worried that we will ask you to cook, right?"

Mu Suye scratched his head with his little hand. It seemed that it was his father cooking for the first time. However, why does it seem that he has seen his father cooking now?

The sound around seemed to disappear, and Mu Jingnan's eyes only had the ingredients in the pot.

Xiao Feng was surprised to find his surprising concentration.

The cheese was put into the pot, and the overflowing milk smell was full, so several children were asked to suck.

Xiao Feng put the hot milk in front of his younger brother: "Aren't you hungry? Drink this first."

"No, I want to eat fried noodles and cheese soup." Xiao Yan waved his hand and refused. It was better to put it in front of him, why drink milk?

After a break, Xiao Feng spread his hands and feet into the chair: "Are I wasted my work? I would have known I wouldn't have argued with the chef."

Rub and cook, the sound of cooking comes one after another in the kitchen, and the aroma makes people hungry.

The saliva of several children was almost flowing to the ground.

Finally, a stove turned off first.

"Okay!" Chu Qingman shouted, uncovering the lid of the pot to prepare the fried noodles. Then he looked at his side if the cheese soup was ready. He glanced at it and the cheese soup looked almost the same. The mushrooms and shredded meat were floating on the river like green leaves in the softened cheese, which was a bit elegant and delicious.

The sound of his daughter sucking her nose. Chu Qingman woke up and quickly took a shovel to pack fried noodles for the children. At the same time, she reminded her daughter: "Wash your hands first, wipe your hands clean, and then eat."

Nuannuan nodded her little head to her mother's order and washed her little hands under the faucet. The two little brothers stood beside her, watching her wash her hands while washing her hands. Because of her sister washing her hands so hard, the two brothers dared not be lazy and washed their little hands more vigorously and seriously than usual.

Several children who had washed their hands walked to the dining table.

Xiao Feng pulled open the chairs for several children and helped to carry the plates on the table. He turned around and asked Mu Jingnan: "Are you okay?"

"He should be ready." Chu Qingman interrupted, and he knew that the cheese soup was ready when smelling the fragrance.

But Mu Jingnan stood in front of the cheese soup for a long time, and seemed to be in a daze and still motionless.

I don’t know what happened to him, so I walked over and put it on his shoulder, Xiao Feng touched his ear and asked, “The first thing I did, touched yourself?”

It's definitely not. If you do it for the first time, at least find a way to do it and take a recipe, otherwise it would be wrong. Mu Jingnan's behavior this time was done entirely based on the memory in his mind.

When he suddenly came back in his mind, he was standing in a room in a movie. The room seemed to be in the countryside. Looking out from the window, you could see the green farmland in the distance, with the roar of frogs. A beautiful pastoral leisurely landscape, like a paradise.

In his dream, he was wearing an apron and cooking while playing, and the tape recorder he placed sounded like a song, which was a song by cucu.

The poetic and picturesque dream is so real that he can make a real dish according to his dream and make a pot of very fragrant cheese soup.

If all this was not a dream, but a memory fragment he lost with the car accident, Mu Jingnan's face immediately darkened.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Feng asked him softly, observing the subtle look on his face that was not right.

Several children and Chu Qingman did not notice any strangeness. Chu Qingman was taking care of the children with tissues to wipe their mouths.

Swish, Xiao Yan sucked noodles in his small mouth, and asked others while swallowing: "Is it delicious?"

Nuannuan was surrounded by ketchup in the small pacifier. Listening to Xiao Yan’s question, he lit the little ** while urging him. He didn’t have time to answer. She wanted to eat it, but the small fork she held in her left hand was not stable, and she couldn’t make the noodles. Her little head was like an ostrich and her milk teeth were buried in the plate to chew.

The daughter's eating habits made Chu Qingman shouted: "Don't worry, don't worry, no one will rob you, my brother won't rob you."

Who said that? The fried noodles made by Mama today are very delicious. Nuannuan heard them. Brothers eat them so quickly.

The sound of my sister eating stimulated Xiao Yan. Xiao Yan swept the noodles on the plate, suddenly remembered his elder brother, and looked up and shouted: "Brother, don't you eat? If you don't eat, you won't eat it anymore, we will eat it all!"

"What did you say!" Xiao Feng was shocked and hurriedly turned around and came back.

Chu Qingman hurriedly said, "It's okay. There's still something in the pot, eat it slowly. If it's not enough, my aunt will stir-fry it for you."

"Auntie, you are so awesome!" Xiao Yan's little finger raised at her and praised loudly, "Auntie, when you kicked the person, I already thought that Auntie was great. Auntie, you drive today, which makes me feel that Auntie is so awesome! Now, Auntie, you cook, it's so delicious! I'm going to be jealous of Nuannuan-"

My brother was jealous of her? Nuannuan blinked her little eyes and buried her little mouth in the plate to chew noodles.

"Auntie, it would be great if I were your child." Xiao Yan's little head whistled to the sky.

This child is really good at flattering adults. Chu Qingman couldn't stop smiling: "Don't say that. Auntie believes that your mother will do it too-"

"My mother doesn't cook for me. She knows that she is not good at cooking. When she was a child, she took me to KFC to fool me." Xiao Yan wiped his mouth with his little hand. Although his family is rich, what's the point? Even if he has money, he can't be as good as Nuannuan. He is a super woman who can kick people and drive and cook noodles.

After praising the aunt, Xiao Yan turned to look at the plate of the little friend beside him: "Mu Suye, why didn't you eat?"
Chapter completed!