Chapter 1095
"I'm the reason why I helped your sister to find the poor exam."
When I was poor in the exam, why didn't you help me find the reason? It's clear that he wants to liquidate his rival. "
The 13-year-old mozhang is no longer the boy who was five or six years old. He knows that Zhong Yang loves his elder sister very much. He can see that every day. His father dotes on his mother like that.
And uncle, too.
Zhong Yang ignored him and washed his hands and cooked.
Looking at his busy life, Mu Zhang said: "brother Yang, you are better than my father. My father dotes on my mother, but he can't cook. Every time my mother cooks for him, you can cook. My sister is blessed."
"Little octopus, I find your tongue is getting longer and longer. You should stay away from Hun cousin later."
In the past, Zhao wanting had a long tongue. He was like a chatterbox. When he married Bai shuiruo, he was restrained.
Muzhang spits out his tongue and grins, "it seems that my tongue is really long."
"Uncle Hun seldom comes to my house now. If you don't need me to stay away from him, he will automatically stay away from me." Muzhang added.
Zhao wanting gets his happiness. The adults are happy for him. Muzhang, these children, are not used to it. They are not used to it for a long time.
"Brother Yang, are you going to make fish soup?"
Mu Zhang saw Zhong Yang go to a big fish tank not far away. He used the small fishing net beside the tank to pick out a fish from the fish in the tank. He asked Zhong Yang.
Zhong Yang takes the fish to the chopping board, takes the fish out, and hands the net to Mu Zhang.
He began to dissect the fish.
"Fish head makes tofu soup, fish meat makes fish soup with pickled vegetables. Your sister is using her brain now. She needs tonifying. Fish head and tofu soup is tonifying her brain. "
The action of Zhong Yang's fish slicing is all over the place. Muzhang thinks that when he cooks, he is really handsome. If he is a woman, he will fall in love with brother Yang.
"Brother Yang, I also need to mend my brain."
Zhong Yang looked at him and said, "if you want to drink some soup dregs, please help me wash pickles."
"Soup dregs? Brother Yang is so mean. "
Mu Zhang complains that he is not as important as his sister in Yang's heart, but he still goes to wash pickles.
"Make two soups at once. Can we finish?"
"Don't worry, mohao and Mozhi have noses like those of a dog. They will smell it."
To these children of Mu family, Zhong Yang knows them very well, just like his own children.
Muzhang stopped talking.
His two cousins have a strong sense of smell. Every time he makes something delicious at home, both of them will smell it.
Xu Yingying's cooking is also very good, but her work is even busier than Zhang Xiao's. she often has to work overtime to help patients with surgery. She seldom cooks in person. Muhao can only go to the third uncle's house to eat, because Muya can take Zhang Xiao's class and cook a good dish.
It goes without saying that Mu Zhi has a pair of irresponsible parents. He runs all over the world in 365 days a year. When he was a child, his uncles and aunts watched him grow up. Today he ate at uncle's house, and tomorrow he ate at uncle's house. In any case, where the fragrance came from, he went to drill.
It took Zhong Yang more than an hour to make two soups and four dishes.
"It smells good."
"I smell it's sauerkraut."
"And the smell of fish head and tofu soup."
The voices of mohao and Mozhi came back and forth.
Then I saw two people in the kitchen.
Zhong Yang is going out with pickled vegetable and fish soup. When he sees two people coming in, he says, "I know your two greedy cats will come. Wash your hands and help me with the dishes and chopsticks."
"Good."
Two young masters work together, one helps to take the dishes and chopsticks, the other helps to take the dishes out.
Zhong Yang simply handed over the work of serving vegetables to the three children, who were no less than half of the age. He took off his apron and went upstairs to ask Moya to have a meal. Before going upstairs, he worried that mozhang would be eaten by them. He also specifically told Moya that they would not eat without going downstairs. Whoever ate, he was going to do 100 math questions, 200 physics questions and 300 chemistry questions.
Mu Zhang and other collective black lines.
Heart stomach Fei, Yang brother will be a teacher in the future, who is not lucky to become his class students, waiting to be tortured to death.
Moya is still racking her brains for a question.
She has finished forty of the fifty questions.
Zhong Yang pushed the door in, saw her lock beautiful eyebrows, his mouth is still biting the pen, his eyes put soft, gently walked past, hands on the table.
"Is it hard?"
Muya looked up and saw that it was the culprit. She said angrily, "you know what you are asking."
Zhong Yang smiled and went around behind her. He gently pointed to the questions and explained them for her.
After listening to his explanation, Muya suddenly understood what to do.
"Zhong Yang, what's your IQ?"
Zhong Yang smiled lightly. "I haven't measured it. It's not stupid anyway. It's more than enough to be your tutor. "
"If you are stupid," murmured Moya, "there will be no wise man in this world."
"Do it quickly. I've finished going downstairs for dinner. I've made fish head and tofu soup to help you mend your brain."
"Thank you. Every time you come to my house, you are like my tutor and my baby sitter." Moya is doing the questions, and she says that in her heart, Zhong Yang is also a person of several positions.
Zhong Yang looked at her tenderly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth and no response.
Finally, Moya finished the test.
She gave Zhong Yang several pieces of paper as if she were a treasure. "It's all right."
Zhong Yang took over the papers which were full of test questions and swept them quickly. Then he put the papers back on the desk. Instead, he took Muya's hand and said mildly, "seeing two people holding hands, three people immediately stopped biting the chopsticks and started to move.
One is to serve fish head and tofu soup in one's own bowl, another is to serve pickled fish soup in one's own bowl, and the other is to constantly serve vegetables.
"Cough."
Zhong Yang came and coughed twice.
Then --
"sister, this is my fish head Tofu Soup for you." Mu Zhang pushes the bowl of soup that he just filled to Mu Ya's face. He is flattered, but his heart is aching. He fished half of the fish's head and can't taste it.
"Elder sister, this is my soup with pickled vegetables and fish." Mohao also smiled and pushed the bowl of pickled vegetable and fish soup filled with fish to Moya.
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