At the beginning, I beat Lazy, and the host is cruel.

"Mom, try it and see if it tastes good."

Peng Youjin stewed the black chicken with mushrooms, pushed it in front of his mother, and looked at her mother expectantly.

This was his first time cooking, and he still felt that he was very talented.

Xia Mo stiffly pulled the corner of his mouth, gave a fake smile, picked up a piece of chicken that didn't look that black, closed his eyes and stuffed it into his mouth.

"My son is amazing. He made it so delicious for the first time. Mom can enjoy the blessing of my son."

Xia Mo tasted the salty taste as soon as he put it in his mouth, and swallowed it hard. Then he looked at Peng Youjin with a kind face and praised him without conscience.

Peng Youjin's eyes were raised proudly, "It's all my mother's good teaching. Without my mother, how would I have such an outstanding son?"

After saying that, Peng Youjin picked up a piece of burnt chicken and put it into Xiaobai's bowl. "You are lucky today because you have benefited from my mother. Try it!"

Bai Ling frowned and looked at the dark chicken in the bowl. She couldn't help but feel a little disgusted. She didn't want to eat it, but seeing Peng Youjin's happy face, she was too embarrassed to refuse.

Bai Ling suppressed the nausea in his heart, picked up the chicken and put it into his mouth.

"vomit----"

As soon as Bai Ling opened her mouth, she started retching due to physiological reaction. She put down her chopsticks and rushed directly into the bathroom.

“Ugh————cough cough————vomit————wah la————”

Bai Ling was vomiting in the bathroom. Just when Xia Mo was about to get up and take a look, she heard the ugly son complaining.

"Mom, look at her. She dislikes the food I cooked and didn't even eat it. Why is she vomiting! She's not a good person."

Peng Youjin rolled his eyes towards the bathroom, pouting like a catfish and complaining to Xia Mo like a baby.

Xia Mo almost didn't spit it out, dear, if this ugly thing acts like a spoiled child, it will be even worse!

"Son, you are thinking too much. Mom is also a person who has given birth to a child. Pregnant people will have morning sickness."

At the end of Xia, I really want to slap this ugly thing. Your wife has morning sickness for more than one day or two. Look at this little nonsense. People who don’t know would think that your wife has morning sickness on her first day!

"Hey... don't think I don't know. She suffered from morning sickness in the first three months. She has been pretentious for so many days and still keeps a straight face every day. I owe her!"

Peng Youjin put down his chopsticks, crossed his chest, curled his lips, and said disdainfully.

In their hometown, the old man was the backbone of the family. He had endured enough of being a lowly person in front of Bai Ling. Now that he was married into the family, he still wanted to sit on his neck and shit. No.

Xia Mo couldn't hold back this time and patted Peng Youjin hard on the shoulder, "Stop talking nonsense. If you make Xiaobai angry and hurt my eldest grandson, I won't have you as my son."

"Hiss..." Peng Youjin covered his red shoulders and looked at his mother in shock, "Mom, why are you beating me? Are you afraid that you will not have grandchildren if you have a son? Humph!"

"You are my son, what's wrong if I hit you?" Xia Mo rolled his eyes, "I can tell you, I have found someone to settle the baby in Xiaobai's belly. This baby will prosper our old Peng family. If Without this baby, Lao Peng's family will be in ruins. If you dare to speak louder again, I will slap you to death."

"Hey...Mom, you must have been deceived by a charlatan again. How old are you? You're still a teenager. Medical care is so advanced, but you still can't give birth to a baby."

"You treacherous son, your mother's words are useless, right?" Xia Mo took out the handkerchief in his pocket, covered his eyes and pretended to cry,

"It's pitiful that I raised you up like a shit, Lao Peng - why did you leave so early - wuwu - why didn't you take me with you? , My son has grown up, and it doesn’t matter what I say anymore. What’s the point of living for me——wuwu——”

"Mom - Mom - I was wrong. Stop crying. I will definitely obey you and won't talk back to you in the future. Mom, don't say that."

Peng Youjin rushed to Xia Mo's feet, hugged her legs and shook his head to apologize. As he spoke, he shed a few sad tears, remembering how difficult it was for his mother.

"Are you serious? Mom will believe you again."

Xia Mo immediately stopped talking, holding a handkerchief and pressing it twice at the corner of his eyes.

"Really, mom, believe me, I was really wrong."

Peng Youjin got up, sat next to Xia Mo, took the bowl on the table, put a few pieces of chicken and fried vegetables in the bowl.

"Mom, are you hungry? Eat something quickly."

At the end of summer, "..." You bitch, I want to send your mother to the West as soon as possible, just poison me to death.

Xia Mo sniffed, frowned and spoke softly. "Son, mom suddenly thought of your dad, and her heart felt so tight that she couldn't eat anymore. I want to stay in the house for a while. You can finish your meal, wash the dishes, and then go to work!"

After saying that, Xia Mo didn't wait for Peng Youjin to persuade him to stay, he stood up and trotted back to the house.

What Peng Youjin saw here was that his mother endured the pain in her heart, fearing that he would see her, and ran into the house crying. She really loved him.

He felt a little panicked for a moment, remembering that when he was a child, his father would always carry him out to play, and would also let him ride on his neck to watch circuses...

Bai Ling felt weak after vomiting in the bathroom. She went back to the room and lay down holding on to the wall.

After getting pregnant, she was really in bad shape and would vomit after eating anything. After Peng Youjin's persuasion, she resigned. Now she suddenly regrets her resignation. She faces her critical mother-in-law every day at home, so she might as well go to work.

Peng Youjin finished cleaning up the dishes absentmindedly, threw them into the sink, and went to work with his head hanging down.

Xia Mo waited in the house for a long time and finally heard the sound of his ugly son closing the door.

She waited for a while, guessing that her son had driven away, and then she walked out of the house.

At the end of summer, I took a taxi directly to the largest Lizi mobile phone store in the city center.

"Grandma, what phone do you want to see? I'll get it for you."

A tall, thin, white young man, wearing work clothes, walked up to Xia Mo and asked with a smile.

"I want to see the latest cell phone."

"Okay, grandma, are you buying it for your grandson or granddaughter?"

"I use it myself, please introduce it to me."

"....Ah! Oh...Okay."

The young man was surprised and immediately returned to normal. He took the latest mobile phone and showed it to Xia Mo.

"Grandma, look, this is the latest model of the Lizi No. 18 colorful color-changing mobile phone. Its functions..."

The young man didn't fool her just because Xia Mo was an old man, and introduced her seriously.

Xia Mo nodded repeatedly after hearing this, "Well, that's good. Give me two, one with a brilliant black and gold color, and one with a brilliant purple color."