Feng Fanghua was analyzing and suggesting to her again.
Qin Mu listened to those words and nodded: "Mm!"
Even though she knew she couldn’t appease him well, she still agreed with Feng Fanghua.
Mu Yichen took the kids and the old man to the cetery, while the two of them stayed ho to handle so trivial matters, and later prepared lunch.
However, Feng Fanghua always criticized Qin Mu’s cooking, but this afternoon...
"Mom, let do it!"
Qin Mu watched Feng Fanghua’s chopping stance and said to her.
"Ah! These kitchen things, I’ve never been good at them!"
Feng Fanghua put down the knife, a bit angry, not knowing whether she was angry at herself or the knife.
"You shouldn’t cook either, I can’t eat what you make, later your father and the others will be back, let them cook!"
Feng Fanghua glanced at Qin Mu wanting to cook, instinctively refusing to eat Qin Mu’s cooking.
Qin Mu...
Qin Mu wanted to cook today, but was rejected ti and again, feeling a bit unwilling inside, she lowered her voice and retorted to Feng Fanghua: "Mom, actually I’m okay at cooking!"
"You better not! Your dishes are either dry as a bone or look awful, I can’t eat them. Otherwise, just call the restaurant and have them deliver.
"Why don’t we eat out?"
Qin Mu heard the word restaurant, her mind stirred, feeling cooped up at ho was quite dull, then she made a suggestion.
Initially, Feng Fanghua rejected the idea, but within seconds she agreed, letting the n at ho fuss, while the two won went to a restaurant to celebrate with champagne and a feast.
When the entire family returned, they felt the ho lacked warmth, Mu Zihao glanced at his son: "We, your grandfather and I, are old, responsible for taking the kids, and you are in charge of cooking."
Mu Yichen...
When heaven bestows great responsibility on this person, it first requires toil and hard work; Mu Yichen dutifully handled the cooking, but there always seed to be a mark on his brow.
Qin Mu actually took Ms. Feng out to eat, she actually could eat out.
——
Feng Fanghua asked Qin Mu for a quieter place, at AM.
As one beautiful and delicious dish after another was served, Feng Fanghua sighed with satisfaction: "Going out to eat, truly was a good idea!"
Qin Mu couldn’t help but smile, feeling the current Feng Fanghua was a bit childish, much cuter than usual.
"Auntie!"
Jing Qing and Zhen Jie had co out from ho to shop and decided to have a al, they just wanted to find a quiet place, not expecting to encounter Feng Fanghua and Qin Mu.
Feng Fanghua raised her eyes and froze when she saw Jing Qing, feeling as if she’d traveled through ti, and a bit speechless.
"Xiaoqing? When did you arrive?"
Yet she quickly composed herself, lovingly smiling as she asked.
"Just ca back a couple of days ago, yesterday I ran into Qin Mu too, Qin Mu, what a coincidence!"
Jing Qing turned to Qin Mu, greeting her.
"Mm!"
Qin Mu just smiled lightly, not saying much.
"We just happened to pass by, so I brought Zhen Jie here for a al, Zhen Jie, this is Mu Family’s matriarch, Aunt Feng, and her daughter-in-law Qin Mu!"
Jing Qing explained to her husband, Zhen Jie had heard of these two won before and seen them in so reports, so he nodded.
"How about joining us? Just as I was hoping to find a chance to chat!"
Jing Qing noticed neither the mother-in-law nor daughter-in-law seed interested in her, but she still had quite a lot to say to them.
Feng Fanghua looked at Qin Mu, afraid she wouldn’t like it, but Qin Mu only nodded: "Sure!"
Jing Qing and Zhen Jie sat down beside them, the server added utensils, though Qin Mu suggested ordering more dishes, Jing Qing insisted it wasn’t necessary, and so it was dropped.
"Auntie, I’ve missed you, how’s your health? How’s Uncle’s health? And Grandpa? I heard Grandpa has really adapted to life here, but I’m not sure if seeing will still anger him, tomorrow is New Year’s Day, I want to bring Zhen Jie and brother to pay New Year’s respects to him!"
Jing Qing softly inquired.
"Our old man just has a temper and spoils his grandson’s wife, since you young folks have let it go, naturally he won’t hold grudges anymore!"
Feng Fanghua glanced at Qin Mu, then spoke to Jing Qing.
"Mm!"
Jing Qing nodded, touched.
"You two ca out, what about the child?"
Feng Fanghua asked.
"My mom is watching him, thinks it’s too cold, doesn’t let him co out with us."
Jing Qing said.
"In a blink, you’ve all beco parents!"
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