Loli fierce and cute: BOSS, stand against the wall!

Chapter 817
"It seems that I came at just the right time." Just as the mother and daughter were about to move their chopsticks, an untimely voice sounded at the door of the hall.

Mo Yinuan secretly pursed her lips, knowing who the unexpected visitor was.

Zeng Li and his daughter Mo Yirou turned their heads in confusion at the same time, only to see a tall and tall figure walking in with high spirits, carrying two big shopping bags in their hands.

"Sister, why is he here!" Mo Yirou raised her eyebrows in displeasure, like a little animal whose hair has exploded.

Mo Yinuan's eyes dodged slightly, with an innocent face, "How would I know?"

Zeng Li subconsciously glanced at his daughter Mo Yinuan, then stood up hesitantly, "Yuhang is here..."

"Auntie, good noon." Du Yuhang came to the restaurant and handed two shopping bags of ingredients to the nanny.

Zeng Li...

"Why are you still shopping?"

"I don't have any acquaintances in T city. It's boring to eat alone, so I come to the house to have a meal and buy some food by the way."

Du Yuhang said it so bluntly, Zeng Li was not easy to rush people, so he said politely, "Oh, then sit down quickly, we are just about to start."

"Thank you, Auntie." Du Yuhang said some polite words, walked behind Mo Yirou, and patted the back of the chair lightly, "Sister Yirou, is it convenient to sit on the opposite side?"

Mo Yirou turned his head and glanced coldly at the man standing behind him, and said bluntly, "It's not convenient."

Being rejected by Mo Yirou, Du Yuhang didn't feel ashamed. He reached out from between the two sisters and grabbed Mo Yinuan's wrist, "Yinuan, let's sit over there."

Mo Yinuan lowered his head slightly, looked at his mother secretly, then glanced at Mo Yirou secretly, and got up passively, but he was held down by Mo Yirou fiercely as soon as he stood up, "No! go."

"Yirou,"

Zeng Liban frowned in agreement.

Mo Yirou glanced at his mother, said nothing, put one hand on Mo Yinuan's leg, and picked up the chopsticks with the other to eat.

Mo Yinuan gently pinched Du Yuhang's hand on his wrist, and said softly, "Go and sit across from me."

Du Yuhang felt helpless when he met such a tough and unreasonable sister-in-law, he shook his head and smiled and walked across the table.

After Du Yuhang sat down, Zeng Li picked up the chopsticks again, "Let's start, the food tastes bad when it's cold."

Du Yuhang nodded politely, and picked up his chopsticks. There were six dishes, two of which were his favorite dishes, crispy pork and steamed sea bass.

Unconsciously, the corners of the lips raised, Mo Yinuan and Du Yuhang seemed to have a tacit understanding, the chopsticks of the two reached for the crispy meat at the same time, Mo Yinuan took a piece of crispy meat and put it in Du Yuhang's bone plate, and Du Yuhang also gave Mo Yinuan the little crispy meat he had sandwiched between himself.

Seeing this scene, Mo Yirou snorted disdainfully, no wonder my sister asked the cook to make small crispy meat, it turned out that it was prepared for this scumbag.

"Auntie, the dishes made by your chef are really delicious." Du Yuhang praised with a smile.

Out of politeness, Zeng Li said subconsciously, "I will eat at home more often after I think it tastes good."

"Okay, I will come here often in the future." Du Yuhang agreed with a smile.

Mo Yirou muttered contemptuously while drinking the chicken soup, "Shameless!"

"Yirou!" Zeng Li frowned again in disapproval.

Mo Yirou rolled her eyes indecently, and said nothing.

Du Yuhang raised his eyes and looked over with a half-smile, adhering to the principle of "thick-skinned" to coax his wife home, and didn't bother with her.

After Mo Yirou drank a small bowl of chicken soup, he pushed the casserole aside.

"Why did you drink so much today? Does it taste bad?" Zeng Li asked concerned.

Mo Yirou pulled a bowl of rice over, "I'm tired of drinking."

Zeng Li: "Oh, let the cook make sea cucumber soup tomorrow."

Mo Yirou: "Whatever."

Mo Yinuan looked at the chicken soup that still had half a casserole left, and called out to the kitchen, "Auntie, help me get a soup bowl and a spoon."

While agreeing, the nanny came out with a bowl and a spoon. Mo Yinuan filled a bowl of chicken soup, put it on the dining table and gently pushed it towards Du Yuhang without saying a word.

He had just been discharged from the hospital, and his body needed nourishment. So much chicken soup, it would be a waste not to drink it.

"Thank you." Du Yuhang didn't like Tangtangshuishui, but Mo Yinuan gave it, even if it was poison, he would drink it.

Mo Yirou looked at Du Yuhang with a bad look, "This is pregnant woman soup, and you are pregnant too!"

"Yirou, what nonsense are you talking about!" Before Du Yuhang could say anything, Mo Yinuan had already opened his mouth, looking at his sister dissatisfied, "Yuhang was injured a while ago, and he just got out of the hospital, and his body also needs nourishment."

Mo Yirou snorted coldly, raised his eyebrows sarcasticly, "Why, you don't sell chickens in the capital?"

Zeng Li shook his head helplessly, he was too lazy to remind his little daughter.

Du Yuhang picked up the chicken soup, scooped it gently with a spoon, and said with a smile, "There are chicken sellers in Kyoto, but I, a single man, don't know how to make soup."

Mo Yirou said politely, "You don't have an aunt in your family!"

"No, in order to save money, I only hired part-time workers, and usually my house does not open fire."

As a mother, I heard that Du Yuhang usually does not open fire at home, Zeng Li asked concerned, "Then what do your parents eat?"

Du Yuhang put down the chicken soup politely, "Auntie, I live outside by myself."

"Oh, you moved out by yourself," Zeng Li said, and then asked, "Then where do you usually eat?"

"I am a rough person, so my dietary requirements are not so refined. Sometimes breakfast is a cup of coffee and two slices of toast, and sometimes porridge and pickles. It is more convenient at noon. I eat in the staff canteen, and at night sometimes To entertain customers, sometimes I just deal with it casually."

"How can we deal with it when we eat," Zeng Li scolded.

Du Yuhang lowered his eyes and smiled wryly, "I can't help it. I don't have anyone to take care of me, so I can do whatever is convenient."

"Stop messing around with us!" Just as Du Yuhang finished speaking, Mo Yirou said bluntly, "It's not that you are poor and can't afford to eat, who is to blame for being lazy!"

Du Yuhang didn't argue with Mo Yirou, he picked up the soup bowl again, scooped up a spoonful of chicken soup and blew it lightly, then poured it into his mouth, and closed his eyes comfortably, "This chicken soup tastes really delicious."

After opening his eyes, Du Yuhang looked at Zeng Li, "Auntie, what ingredients are added to this chicken soup, why is it so delicious?"

"I didn't put anything, just the original taste."

Du Yuhang sighed again while scooping up the chicken soup, "Auntie's chef cooks delicious food. The chicken soup is so delicious. I don't know when I will be able to drink such delicious chicken soup in the future."

As a mother, she couldn't see a child who was about her own age miserably. Just as she was about to invite Du Yuhang to come to the house anytime in the future, Mo Yirou saw her mother's intentions and interrupted before Zeng Li could speak.

"Mom, I forgot to tell you. Dad said that he wants to eat the corn soup you made by himself tonight."

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(End of this chapter)