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After all, Dongpo meat is the memory between Qu Tao and Qin Yueru, so Qu Tao is not willing to make it for Qin Yueru.

Li Tao also has his own unique opinion on Dongpo meat, which is different from the taste of Dongpo meat made by other people on the Internet, but the unique thing is that Qu Tao has his own taste.

Mu Yunshen is humming a little song when he comes home. Tang Xiao is sitting on the sofa, doing math problems with Mu Simo in his arms. When he sees mu Yunshen's face, he can't help feeling a little funny.

"Look at your strength. Tell me what you've done to ask me for credit." Tang Xiaomi said.

As soon as mu Yunshen heard this, he was not happy. What is an invitation for credit?

"It's hard to laugh!" Mu Yunshen pretends to be angry and goes to the other end of the sofa without sitting with Tang Xiao.

The expression on the face also stinks, a face is the appearance that wants a person to coax.

"Well, my dear husband, just tell me!"

"Look at your memory. It's not about your grandparents. You forget the heat in three minutes."

Mu Yunshen stretched out his white and slender fingers and gently poked Tang Xiao's forehead with a helpless look on his face.

"How can I forget this, but I can't be in a hurry. I can only take my time, can't I? Slow down, let musimo deliver food to grandma every day. It's better to slow down. "

"I think the breakthrough this time is Dongpo meat!"

"What do you mean?"

"Grandmother and grandfather have a love affair of Dongpo meat. According to grandfather, when she was young, she often cooked Dongpo meat for grandmother. Grandmother's favorite dish was Dongpo meat, but at that time, it was a poor age. Anyone who ate a pot of meat would have to eat it for more than a month. Usually, only those who had a holiday would have it."

"I don't know about it. After all, my mother hasn't seen her father since she was a child, and grandma seldom mentions her grandfather."

"Let's plan like this first. I think they should make up soon, but it depends on grandma. If you really don't want to forgive grandma, you can be excused."

Early in the morning of the second day, Qu Tao was going to the vegetable market. Just as he was about to go out, he met the children of musimo.

Today is the weekend. He doesn't have to go to school. He gets up early to do some math problems. Recently, the school signed him up to participate in the Mathematical Olympiad. Now that he has participated, he has to take the first place to go home. Otherwise, he will lose face.

So he was very diligent and began to work on the topic very early every day.

When Tang Xiao saw that his son was so diligent, he whispered with mu Yunshen that his son was not a genius?

Why do you still need to brush questions? It's not talent that beats people.

Mu Yunshen looks at Tang Xiao with his eyes.

"Have you ever heard a word? Genius and hard work make success. Genius alone is nothing

At this time, the sun is just right, and musimo trots all the way to Qu Tao's side.

"Granddad, where are you going?"

"Little mo! Up so early, his grandfather is going to the vegetable market

"Can you take me with you? I haven't seen you at the vegetable market yet!"

Musimo has always been curious about what kind of place the vegetable market is. When reading a book, someone once described the vegetable market as the most smoky place in the world.

Hustle and bustle, vexation, ordinary with ordinary.

"OK, but the vegetable market is very dirty. Aren't you afraid of soiling your clothes and trousers, Xiao Mo?"

"Not afraid, of course I am! Yesterday I heard my mother say that you are going to make Dongpo meat for grandma, right? Xiaomo also wants to eat it

"Does Xiao Mo like it too?" Qu Tao looks at Mu Si Mo's face full of tenderness.

This is the next generation, and the appearance of the little adult of Mu Simo is even more favored by Qu Tao.

"I haven't eaten Dongpo meat yet. I don't know if it's delicious, but I think it's made by my grandfather. It must be delicious!"

"On our way, when we walk, we say that it's too late. The meat in the vegetable market is not fresh. If your grandmother doesn't like to eat, he will be a bachelor for the rest of his life."

Qu Tao takes Mu Simo's hand, and they walk slowly along the avenue.

The sun in early autumn is pulling a slanting shadow, which is beautiful.