Chapter 1943 Real World 32 "There are two steps missing, and the fish is not cut beforehand, so it does not taste good. \ Xiao Zimo nodded approvingly, "If it is a mother's cooking method, its taste will definitely be better." ” The people in the box next door heard the comments of their mother and son, and curiously sandwiched a piece of steamed whole fish, which was delicious, except for one better than this one he tasted in the palace, the rest were not as good as this dish.
However, looking at the comments of the mother and son in the box next door, it sounds like this dish is a bit unsightly.
If someone else told him, he would definitely scoff at it, but when they said so, Qin Yuxuan believed it.
Although they have been together for a short time and have only talked to each other, he knows that their mother and son are by no means the kind of fake empty people.
It seems that the interesting little lady has extraordinary cooking skills, and I can try her skills when I have the chance, but I want to see if she is as good as they say.
Qin Yuxuan listened to the comments on a dish in the box next door, so he followed and ate a dish, and before he knew it, he was full.
And the two people in the next box were also full.
After eating, Bei Yutang and the boy Mo thanked the restaurant owner for his hospitality and got up to leave.
When they left the restaurant, in the box on the second floor of the restaurant, Qin Yuxuan stood at the window, watching the figures of their mother and son leave, until their figures faded out of their sight, and then they withdrew their gaze.
What an interesting mother and son.
"Mother, the man didn't follow."
When they had gone far enough, the boy said in a milky voice.
"It's good that I didn't keep up."
As early as when he was in the restaurant, Bei Yutang was aware of Qin Yuxuan, so when he was eating, he and Xiao Mo'er were talking there.
Qin Yuxuan, Bei Yutang silently recited this name in his heart.
For many days and nights, she wanted to kill him.
Now that she saw the enemy, she couldn't kill him as soon as possible, which made her feel tormented. strength, or their own strength is not enough.
Qin Yuxuan, the master of the martial arts alliance of the dignified generation, how can his kung fu be matched by himself.
Bei Yutang's silence, as well as the sluggish emotions emanating from her, the keen boy Mo felt it, and he looked at his mother worriedly.
He knew that his mother had a secret, and it was this secret that made his mother so unhappy.
He wanted to know the secret, but he didn't dare ask.
Because he knows that his mother doesn't say it, there must be a reason why she doesn't say it.
The little guy silently clenched Bei Yutang's hand, pretending not to know anything, and said with a brisk taste: "Mother, let's go to the Sanjiang River to have a look."
"Okay."
Today, I was going to take him out for a walk, so naturally I wouldn't refuse.
Bei Yutang put away his emotions, put a smile on his face again, and took Xiao Zimo to play.
One afternoon, the two of them walked throughout the county, looking here and there, and when night fell, the two of them casually ate snacks on the side of the road and returned to the inn.
After returning to the inn, Xiao Zimo knocked on the door of the coachman next door with an oilcloth wrap.
"Who" Coachman Zhang opened the door, and when he saw the little boy standing outside the door, he immediately raised a smile on his face, "Little boy, what are you looking for me?"
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