C260 (1/2)
The dried meat was only for snacks, Han Yong even brought two roasted geese over.
Mo Xiaoran had Xiao Aoyou eat dried meat these past few days, he carried the dishes and the roasted goose into the kitchen.
Xiao Aoyou followed behind him as he shamelessly wanted to eat the roasted goose, but in the end, Xiao Aoyou did not eat it because Han Yong had told him that it was prepared for dinner. If they were to feed it to Xiao Aoyou now, Han Yong and Mo Xiaoran would eat the goose bones at night.
Han Yong boiled the pigeon soup, cooked the rice and fried two plates of vegetables. When Mo Xiaoran went downstairs, he brought the roasted goose up.
Xiao Aoyou and he were so happy that both of his eyes had become slits. He was about to pounce and eat Xiao Aoyou up.
Xiao Aoyou waved his two small furry hands. He struggled but was unable to struggle free as he turned his head to look at Mo Xiaoran with a bit of grief. Mo Xiaoran was not the least bit polite. She directly carried Xiao Aoyou into the bathroom and said, ”Go and wash your hands first.”
Xiao Aoyou sobbed, he was extremely unwilling. It was still better if he was his father, he could eat anything outside, he could do whatever he wanted, but his father had never said that he needed to wash his hands before being able to eat anything.
Han Yong laughed as he watched Xiao Aoyou being grabbed onto the bathroom, he set up the tableware and took the snacks out from the box to place on the plate.
After finishing his preparations, Han Yong took out the bottle of wine he found in the wine cellar, the wine that had escaped from Xiao Aoyou's mouth.
After a moment of hesitation, Han Yong took out his phone from his pocket and opened up the video mode, and placed it high up, pointing the camera at the dining table.
After sitting down and eating a good meal, Mo Xiaoran felt that it was a thing from his previous life. She looked at the table full of food that was steaming hot, and the corners of her eyes started to burn.
In those muddled days when she was muddleheaded, Xiao Menghan would personally feed her, and sometimes he would even bring soup to her bedside to feed her, spoonful by spoonful.
Han Yong looked at Mo Xiaoran's dazed appearance, and said embarrassedly: ”My cooking isn't too good, you can eat.”
Xiao Aoyou took the chance while Mo Xiaoran was distracted to jump onto the table and tear off a piece of meat from the back of the roasted goose with his mouth, eating it with relish.
Shao was satisfied with the taste. He raised his head and swallowed the meat, then let out a cheerful cry. The look of satisfaction made his heart heat up.
Actually, what Xiao Aoyou wanted was not much. It was as if she and Xiao Menghan had never really let Xiao Aoyou live a day, and that it belonged to this period of time where Xiao Aoyou should live his life …
”Let's eat.” He looked at Mo Xiaoran and said in a serious tone: ”I still have something to tell you later.”
Hearing Han Yong's words, Mo Xiaoran looked deeply into his eyes for a moment before sitting down.
Han Yong also returned back to her seat. Just as he was about to open the bottle of wine, Mo Xiaoran stopped him, afraid that Xiao Aoyou would fall drunk again after smelling the wine.
indulging herself in alcohol was a headache for Mo Xiaoran, and all the guest rooms were completely overturned by her. She had originally wanted to stay quietly for the day tomorrow, but now it seemed that she had something to do.