Fast time travel to abuse scum: the best old woman must be a villain

Mo Yan didn't say no, but just looked at him seriously, "Are you sure?"

"Auntie, I have something to say, but I'm nervous. Drinking some wine can strengthen my courage."

The senior didn't hide anything, and if he told the truth, he shouldn't be nervous after drinking.

"Okay, Ke Ke, go and get him some wine."

After hearing this, Qian Ke poured out a glass of wine.

Cheng Xue wanted to say something else, but the senior took it directly and took a sip, "This tastes delicious."

The next second, dizzy, fell down in one gulp

"Senior!" Cheng Xue hurried over to hug him, "Mom, what's going on?"

Why did the senior faint suddenly.

"Can't you see? He fainted, take him to the room quickly, and get him some hangover soup."

The wine here has a high alcohol content, this young man is really brave.

After hearing this, Cheng Xue helped her senior into the room, and then she came out, "Mom, I don't know how to cook,"

"If you don't know it, just learn. Could it be that you want to ask someone else to cook it? Why did they come all the way to find you? Can't you cook a sober soup?

In the future, Cheng Xue, you have to learn to cook and do housework, just so that you can cook something for yourself in the future. Of course, if you think you are capable of hiring a nanny, just treat it as a confinement wife.

But in this family, you have to learn, otherwise..."

Moyan glanced at the feather duster beside her, "I'm afraid that others will say that I haven't taught my daughter well, if you don't learn it, break your leg."

Learning to cook is not to please others, but to cook a meal for myself and take good care of myself when I can't afford a nanny.

Cheng Xue: "..."

"I'm not unwilling, I'm going to learn now,"

Cheng Xue went to the kitchen, and with Qian Kede's help, made a dark hangover soup...

Mo Yan looked disgusted, "You go and give him a drink and see if he drinks it."

Cheng Xue: "..." She even hated it.

Cheng Xue brought it in, but the senior was still asleep, so she could only feed it mouthful and let it out.

So TV shows are all lies, what can you feed with your mouth closed?

Mo Yan didn't care, she cooked a table of dishes at noon, although it was a question of whether the young man could eat it, but she had to show her attitude, she didn't want to see Cheng Xue, but she liked the young man.

After cooking, she came to Cheng Xue's room, looked at the senior who was still sleeping, Moyan took out the needle.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

Cheng Xue was a little flustered, what does my wife want to do?

Not wanting to see her, Mo Yan picked it up and threw it out, then took out the needle and pricked him a few times.

The senior woke up groggy, only feeling a splitting headache, "Auntie...I..."

He looked around, he was lying on the bed, so he poured a glass?No, pour it in one bite?

"Auntie, I'm drunk... I really didn't expect this situation, Auntie, I'm sorry..."

He really didn't expect his traffic to be so bad, how could it be so bad?

"It's okay, it's normal, get up and eat. Can you still eat now?"

Mo Yan thinks the problem shouldn't be too big.

The senior nodded immediately, stood up quickly, and followed Moyan out.

Cheng Xue: "????" Is the hangover soup she made so effective?

The senior looked at the table of dishes, and knew that the auntie and the others still valued him very much, so he couldn't be happier.

This time he didn't dare to drink any more, sat down obediently, and ate the food in front of him without daring to touch anything else, with a smile on his face.

That way, tense, tense, tense...