Futuristic Chef Transmigrated As Mother

Xiaoguo took down three whole intestines on the rope. Don't make these sausages. Cook them for a while, put them in the refrigerator, and eat them as usual.

Xiaoguo turned around and took it back to the kitchen. Zhuangzhuang was putting the ponytail he just stepped on back to its original place, and was about to go out to watch Xiaoguo dry the sausages.

"Mother, why did you bring it in?"

Zhuangzhuang looked curious, Xiaoguo and Zhuangzhuang explained, "Mother boiled this and eat it, there is something hanging outside, we will divide it into two."

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