Mo Beixiao frowned: "How could..."

Mistaking sugar for salt?

How could you make such a stupid mistake?

When he was making chicken soup, he specifically searched for the labels on the seasoning bottles and found the bottle labeled "salt" before putting it in the pot.

How could it be misplaced?

Jiang Yi'an was also a little confused about this.

She hesitated for a while, then lowered her voice and said, "I remember... all the spices in the kitchen are labeled."

She had entered the Mo family's kitchen.

Butler Bai said that because Grandpa Mo would occasionally go to Mo Beixiao's villa to prepare delicious food for Xiao Zhou, the old man's eyesight was a bit bad, so all the condiment bottles at home had labels.

Even if Mo Beixiao doesn't know how to cook, he can't... even read the label wrong, right?

The woman's look as if she was mentally retarded made Mo Beixiao very uncomfortable.

He frowned and defended himself feebly: "I read the label."

Jiang Yi'an pursed his lips: "Then what..."

Mo Beixiao rubbed his eyebrows helplessly: "I don't know..."

After a while, the man narrowed his eyes.

He remembered.

When he returned to the Mo family villa from Jiang Yi'an early yesterday morning, he didn't find the spice box in the kitchen.

It was after Xiaozhou got up at around five o'clock the next morning that he found him making chicken soup in the kitchen. The little guy said that he and Mianmian had taken all the seasonings at home to the room to mix Coca-Cola "for scientific research."

Later, Xiao Zhou returned the seasoning box to him, and he took the seasoning box and started using it without thinking too much.

did not expect……

Thinking of this, the man's face suddenly darkened. He turned around and glanced at the little guy who was playing on the slide with Mianmian in the children's area of ​​the restaurant, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

This little guy definitely did it on purpose!

Feeling the man's cold eyes, Xiao Zhou subconsciously looked towards the dining table.

The father and son looked at each other, and Xiao Zhou lowered his head with some guilt.

Soon, the waiter brought out the two dishes that Mo Beixiao had added to Xiaozhou and Mianmian. Gu Qingze also took care of the oil stains on his body and returned to the table.

"What's going on here?"

Seeing Mo Beixiao staring murderously at the boat in the distance, Gu Qingze frowned and asked Jiang Yi'an in a low voice.

Jiang Yi'an shook his head: "I don't know."

Ever since he drank the chicken soup he made, his mood seemed not to be right.

Gu Qingze shrugged, and while Mo Beixiao and Jiang Yi'an were not paying attention, he quickly took the thermos bucket containing chicken soup and quickly poured himself half a bowl and drank it.

Didn't Mo Beixiao not let him drink?

Then he must drink it!

Could it be that only Jiang Yian could drink the soup that Mo Beixiao made?

He also...

"puff--!"

After taking a mouthful of chicken soup, Gu Qingze spit it out: "What is this?"

Mo Beixiao and Jiang Yi'an came to their senses at the same time.

After discovering that Gu Qingze drank chicken soup after all, Mo Beixiao's face suddenly turned black: "Does Mr. Gu have to be unhappy?"

He didn't let Gu Qingze drink chicken soup before because he didn't want him to ruin the soup he made.

Now that he knew the taste of the chicken soup he made, Mo Beixiao became even more angry.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha--!"

While Gu Qingze drank tea and rinsed his mouth, he laughed so hard that he started to slap the table: "Mo Beixiao, no wonder you don't let me drink it, it turns out you are embarrassed!"

"Why do you insist on giving An An a drink if you think it's embarrassing? Are you deliberately teasing An An?"

He even laughed so hard that his stomach ached: "Mo Beixiao, the dignified president of Mo Group, can't tell the difference between sugar and salt, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Mo Beixiao's face instantly turned darker than the bottom of the pot.

Hearing the sound here, Mianmian thought there was something interesting here, so she quickly took Xiaozhou's hand and dragged her brother back to the dining table.

When he heard Gu Qingze mocking Mo Beixiao, Xiaozhou frowned and took a sip of chicken soup.

When he tasted the sweet and greasy taste, the little guy's face instantly wrinkled.

Mianmian also took a sip out of curiosity——

"Bah, bah, bah—!"

The little girl almost cried: "Why does it taste so bad!"

She likes sweet things the most!

But the sweet chicken soup…

It really doesn’t taste good!

Mo Beixiao's face was completely lost.

He hurt the two little guys in vain, no one gave him face.

Thinking of this, the man subconsciously glanced at Jiang Yi'an sitting next to him.

The chicken soup yesterday morning was also sweet. Not only did she drink it all, she also praised it as delicious.

These chicken soups just now are also...

If he hadn't suddenly wanted to try his own craftsmanship, Jiang Yi'an wouldn't have told him that chicken soup actually tastes bad...

He sighed, and the eyes he looked at Jiang Yi'an suddenly became gentle.

"Small boat."

After laughing for a while, Gu Qingze finally stopped laughing, and then looked at the little guy next to him seriously: "Teach your father a lesson from now on. It's best to write labels on the spices at home. Don't let him Wrong again.”

"An'an is already injured and in poor health. If she drinks more of these things, I'm afraid her condition will get worse!"

Xiaozhou frowned: "The seasonings at home are labeled..."

Gu Qingze laughed even louder: "If there is a label, can it be mistaken?"

As he spoke, he turned to look at Mo Beixiao mockingly: "Mr. Mo, can you tell me why you made a mistake?"

Mo Beixiao had a stinky face: "Mr. Gu, do you think your cooking skills are very good?"

Gu Qingze laughed: "I'm not a good cook, but I can still recognize the words on the label and distinguish between sugar and salt!"

Jiang Yi'an pursed his lips, glanced at Gu Qingze, and then at Mo Beixiao who seemed to be about to hit someone in the next second, and quickly spoke awkwardly to ease the atmosphere: "Okay, okay, let's eat."

"Tonight's dinner is for Mr. Gu to practice. It's okay to joke a little, but don't go too far."

Hearing what she said, Mo Beixiao raised his eyebrows slightly: "Practice?"

As he said that, he turned to look at Gu Qingze: "Mr. Gu speaks freely and does not pay attention to the consequences of his words... You should indeed leave Rongcheng as soon as possible."

"If you continue to stay here, something bad might happen."

Gu Qingze rolled his eyes at him: "I went back to resolve the engagement issue with the eldest daughter of the Lin family, not because I was afraid of the revenge of some people who can't even tell the difference between sugar and salt."

As he spoke, he laughed mischievously: "Even if I offend Mr. Mo by speaking out loud, how will Mr. Mo retaliate against me?"

"How are you going to tell your men the reason for revenge against me?"

"You said I laughed at you for not being able to tell the difference between sugar and salt?"

Seeing the two men in front of him quarreling over this topic again, Jiang Yian helplessly rubbed his sore eyebrows, picked up the chopsticks and quickly started picking up food for Mianmian and Xiaozhou.

The only thing she can do now is to end this ridiculous meal as soon as possible.

"Mommy, Uncle Mo, Uncle Gu..."

At this time, Mianmian bit her lip, timidly raised her hand and spoke: "I know why Uncle Mo can't tell the difference between sugar and salt..."

The little girl pursed her lips and spoke in a low voice under the surprised gazes of the three adults: "When Brother Xiaozhou and I were making milk tea with seasonings, I wanted to trick him into drinking very salty milk tea... so I changed the label. I lost it and forgot to replace it..."

"So...it's not Uncle Mo who's wrong...it's me."

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