Star II

Mu Haoyan cooked six dishes and one soup. Concerned about the children, the taste was a little bland, so he specially fried a plate of spicy sauce for the heavy-tasting Chu Binhai bibimbap.

Several other guests were full of praise, and praised him as a five-star chef.Mu Haoyan didn't take credit for it, but told in detail which dish was cut by Dou Kang and which stir-fried dish was seasoned by Chu Binhai, and he didn't even forget to mention me and the pea workers.

This is where Mu Haoyan's strength lies. He is comprehensive but not tactful. He is sincere like a charity angel who spreads love for the world.

For example, right now, he is caring about my condition while cutting meatballs into small pieces with a spoon and feeding them to Ruirui.

"Is it to your liking? There is still hot sauce in the kitchen."

Before I could answer, Chu Binhai first smiled and said, "Hao Yan cooked this meal, there should be an advertisement for kitchen utensils."

"Where," Mu Haoyan said modestly, "I also know some simple home cooking."

"I think this hot sauce is very good, fragrant!" Chu Binhai really likes it, and a bowl of rice is red.

Mu Haoyan was busy with his hands, and his mouth was busy. He cooked for half a day, but he didn't eat a single bite.I ate a bowl of rice and half a bowl of soup by myself, feeling a little full, and took Ruirui from him.

Mu Haoyan saw that I took the initiative to take the job, and his eyes were full of relief.

I didn't have his patience, so I coaxed the children to eat, picked up a few dishes and put them on Ruirui's small pink plate, and I said, "Eat by yourself, after you finish eating, I will give you a point."

Ruirui was playing with her children's tableware, and asked me in a nonchalant manner: "How's my score now?"

I replied: "Out of ten points, you one point."

She took a deep breath and opened her mouth into a "scream", very discouraged, feeling that there was a long way to go.

"So it's so difficult to like someone." Ruirui poked the vegetable leaf dejectedly.

Mu Haoyan was amused by her childish words, and lovingly touched her little head.Ruirui's tidy Nezha hair fell apart a long time ago, Ying Leng wanted to help her comb it again, but Ruirui held her head and refused to let me touch her hair, only Mu Haoyan and I were allowed to touch her hair.

The little boy at the next table stretched his neck and asked me, "How much is my score, Xiaoen?"

I said indifferently: "Originally one point, call me Xiaoen, one point deducted, now zero point."

The little boy Tongtong groaned and retracted sadly.

When Ruirui heard that someone had a lower score than her, she immediately became full of blood, with meatballs stuffed in her mouth, she ate it with a smile on her face, trying to get another point and keep the first place.

Liang Jun, the big boy who offered to help me peel the peas, held the bowl, looked at me for a while, and asked obediently, "Brother, what about me?"

He is very smart, and he didn't imitate Rui Rui's barking, which I am very satisfied with.

"You get two points."

Liang Jun straightened his waist, couldn't help laughing smugly, groaned and pulled the food, and refused to be called Ying Leng Jia.

On the other hand, Ruirui, the spoon froze in mid-air, letting the peas fall, she couldn't believe that she worked so hard to play with me for a long time, but lost to someone else's words.

Ying Leng instantly sympathized with her: "Oh, we've worked hard for a long time, so it's not as good as my younger brother's two words of childlike innocence."

Yu Jiarui sighed: "This is what you can't get and will always be in turmoil."

The two of them didn't get along in private, but it was surprisingly in tune to run on me.

Dou Kang teased Mu Haoyan: "Mourinho, you are the only one loved by your younger brother. Do you have any comments?"

Mu Haoyan smiled: "I'm flattered."

I looked at him calmly, and I didn't think he was "surprised" at all. He dismissed all my several overtures, but if he said he didn't like me, what he did to me in the team The special care is obvious to all.

Yu Jiarui is right, what is not available will always be a commotion.

After eating, Mu Haoyan asked the children: "Do you want to have dessert?"

The children replied in unison: "Yes!"

Mu Haoyan made a distressed expression: "But the ingredients are not enough, can you help me pick some small tomatoes from the vegetable garden and come back?"

Of course the children agreed, and the impatient Tongtong started to run on the spot.

"Where is the vegetable garden, I can pick it right away."

Dou Kang said with a smile: "Mourinho is not an actor, but a kindergarten teacher is definitely not bad."

"Don't be an actor, let's be a singer," Chu Binhai happily embraced Mu Haoyan's shoulders, "Haoyan has a good voice, have you ever thought about returning to the music scene?"

Mu Haoyan waved his hand: "The two seniors praised me too much."

"Where is Yi En?" Chu Binhai asked, "What are your plans for the future?"

I replied to him with four words: "Successful graduation."

Chu Binhai nodded: "You are still a student, you need to focus on your studies."

"Oh, don't think about studying when you come out to play." Dou Kang lifted the small basket, "Go pick tomatoes."

Tongtong got impatient with the wait, and immediately rushed out with a cheer. Dou Kang chased after him and shouted: "It's the wrong way!"

The program group burst into laughter.

The vegetable garden is not large, and the owner of the homestay specially plants it to give guests a taste of life.

Ying Leng distributed baskets to the children, telling them not to eat tomatoes directly, but to pick them in the baskets and wash them for adults before eating.

The children should speak well, and they turned their heads and started stealing while the adults were not paying attention.

Ruirui pulled me to the corner, with her small body facing away from the camera, she sneakily put two small tomatoes in my pocket.

"It's for mom and dad, Xiao En will keep it for me."

I looked not far away through the green plants, and the little girl's mother was always standing behind the staff, closely watching her every move.

Is it because she knows that her mother is always by her side, so she is not afraid of life?

Because there is no lack of love, so I am not afraid to invest in "likes".

"I'm so envious." I whispered.

Ruirui didn't hear clearly, her big eyes stared at me without blinking.

I had a bad intention: "You can keep it for you, but I will charge interest."

"Then I won't look for you anymore, I'll look for brother Haoyan."

The little girl wanted to get her little tomato back, but it was too late.

Snatching her basket, standing up and holding it out of her reach, I announced, "These are mine."

Ruirui didn't expect me to be such a bully, so she stomped her feet anxiously: "Give it back to me, give it back to me, bad Xiaoen!"

She is like a puppy who is saying goodbye, standing up on her hind legs, sticking out her tongue, eagerly begging for snacks from her master.

Just as I wanted to appreciate it for a while, another big hand grabbed the handle of the fruit basket.

"Don't tease her." The deep voice rang in my ears, and my hands softened, and the spoils changed hands.

When Ruirui saw Mu Haoyan, she made a small report immediately.

"Bad Xiaoen snatched my little tomato!"

"It's not robbery," I proved my innocence, "it's a transaction."

Regardless of my staring, Mu Haoyan returned the basket to Ruirui: "There are enough unequal treaties between you, let's let Little Tomato go."

With a backer, Ruirui stuck out her tongue at me: "Slightly slightly."

After Mu Haoyan checked the fruit baskets of the other two little boys, he said enough was enough and told us to go back the same way.

The old rules, two ladies to play with, two elders to help, I have nothing to do.

Mu Haoyan put the washed small tomatoes into boiling water, scalded them for 1 minute, then took them out and splashed them with tears, the skin of the tomatoes could be easily torn off.

While Dou Kang was peeling the skin, Mu Haoyan re-boiled a pot of white water, poured plums into it, boiled and turned off the heat, then squeezed in lemon juice and honey water, and the sweet and sour soup base was ready.

Pour the soup on the tomato pulp served in a small transparent bowl, and the simple and delicious dessert is completed in no time.

Mu Haoyan said to the camera: "It tastes better after being chilled, but it's best for children not to eat ice, so I omitted this step."

Nine bowls of plum and small tomatoes were neatly arranged on the table, and my hand and rocker stretched out at the same time.

Director Hou raised his placard for the nth time: Children are not as greedy as you!

He may have a prejudice against me.

Mu Haoyan stopped my hand in time and asked the photographer to take a close-up first.

This dessert was picked by the children with their own hands, and rounded up to the nearest ten, it is equal to their own making. Naturally, they are full of praise.

Mu Haoyan distributed the remaining small tomatoes to the staff to taste, and for a while, everything he could see was whirling.

After eating snacks, it's time for the children to take a nap, so I handed Ruirui to her mother, and it's time for me to take a lunch break.The program team turned off the machine and announced two hours of free time.

Ruirui threw herself into her mother's arms excitedly, chirping about what happened in the morning, her mother was clearly watching the whole process, but she still listened gently to her incoherent description, and asked a few questions in cooperation from time to time.

As soon as Dou Kang and Chu Binhai turned off the wheat, they went away, and a group of people around Mu Haoyan seemed to be discussing work.

I am still alone.

Ruirui took her mother for two steps, then suddenly ran over and opened her hands to me.

"Where's my little tomato?"

Thankfully she still remembers.

Her mother stood in the back, smiling at me kindly.

With the guardian present, I couldn't continue teasing her, so I honestly put the little tomato in my pocket into her hand.

Ruirui is small, and her hands are also small, so she needs two hands to hold her so as not to tell Tomato to get out.

"Thank you Xiaoen."

She is a typical child who remembers eating but not beating, and she smiled sweetly at me.

If I had been as pleasing as she was when I was young, I probably wouldn't have been sent abroad.

"Go to sleep." I waved my hand, not wanting to see her again for a short time.

She shook her messy hair, bouncing away from my sight.

Gu An took the place of Ruirui, came over, and said with a silly smile: "Master, you can play with your phone now."

I'm not interested in playing with my phone, so I just picked it up and checked the information.

Two international mails, both belonged to Nathaniel, were devoid of nutrition and could not be deleted.

There are more than ten pieces of domestic information, I only click on the one from the developer Xun Bin.

The Xun family doesn't have many business contacts with my family, so we should just be nodding acquaintances, occasionally saying hello at receptions.But by coincidence, he went to a private school with me. At that time, there were five Chinese in the school. He was two years older than me. He proclaimed himself the president of the fellow countrymen's association and unilaterally included me in it.

Regardless of whether the initial membership was voluntary or not, I did receive his care in many ways during my school days. Later, when he returned to China to study at university, he even asked someone to take care of me before he left. He can be regarded as one of the few friends I have.

Knowing that I had returned to China, Xun Bin asked me out for a meal. He said that a friend wanted to see me and asked him to make a connection.

I browsed through his friend information, Ning Yabai, Ning's favorite, a master of finance, recently returned from school and entered a family business as an intern.

It is foreseeable that there will be one more capable female entrepreneur in the mall in the future.

I just don't know why such a strong woman wants to get acquainted with me. The next helm of the Xu family is my cousin, which has long been an open secret in the circle.

After returning to Xun Bin, I will be free in three days, so I asked him to send me the time and place, and I threw the phone to Gu An.

Gu An held the phone in a daze, and asked me, "Is it out of battery?"

I glanced at him: "It's over."

It took Gu An two seconds to react, and he looked at me adoringly: "Master, I will be as cool as you when I am."

I lazily said: "Then you have to cast a good tire first."

Gu An choked: "It's a bit difficult."

Because I don't play with my mobile phone, he is too embarrassed to play. He moved a small bench and sat next to me, kicking the ground with his toes, turning his head from time to time to see what I need.

I set him free, and he talked about professional ethics with me.

He insisted on making himself uncomfortable, and I had no reason to stop him.

Nested comfortably on the recliner, I quietly watched Mu Haoyan talking and laughing with the choreographers.

Gu An whispered: "Fortunately, Mourinho is here. I heard that he didn't plan to take on variety shows at first, but his agent persuaded him to come down."

I said, "I thought he knew Aunt Lin very well."

"Humanity is humanness," Gu An explained in a low voice, "Mourinho is going to the big screen, deliberately adding a sense of mystery and not wanting to be overexposed. Look at those movie actors, very few are willing to act in TV dramas. If you are down-to-earth, you will be worth a lot." Low. Mourinho is a draft pick, and it is even more difficult to gain a foothold. The development of the past two years is particularly critical."

I thought about it: "That's not easy."

There is no sign of being forced to come from him, and the appearance of enjoying it leisurely has confused many people.

I turned my head and said to Gu An: "Send me some of his songs."

Gu An is an invisible flame, hehehe twice, and shared a playlist in a casual way: "Master, you will definitely like it."

"Like? I like it very much now." I smiled.

Like David in the studio, I can't wait to crack his perfect shell and see if it's plaster or blood flowing inside.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: please call me 18 bottles of Sanwujiang;