Chu Zimo had a great time washing in the bathroom and leaned comfortably in the bathtub. The massage bathtub was great. The appropriate water flow washed every acupuncture point, making people unable to help but relax their nerves.

Grandpa didn't know what he was going to do. He actually wanted them to make dumplings. Speaking of which, Grandpa wouldn't let Zhang Ma and the others have a holiday! Chu Zimo suddenly thought of something and sat up. She felt that the old man could do it and he didn't have the heart to make it.

After turning off the switch, Chu Zimo put on a big bath towel and walked out of the bathroom. She liked the pearl meatballs made by Zhang's mother the most. The annual New Year's Eve dinner was definitely made by Zhang's mother and her own mother.

This year, if Zhang Ma is not here... Oh my god, Chu Zimo can imagine his miserable future, and he won't ask her to do it... Obviously she has forgotten that there is an almighty hardworking person in her family who will not let her suffer.

My aggrieved husband.

When Chu Zimo rushed out of the room, Mu Junlin had already put on an apron and was helping to mix the stuffing. Sure enough, Zhang Ma was not there.

Seeing Chu Zimo coming downstairs and reading the newspaper on the sofa, Chu Tianyi waved to Chu Zimo, "Mo Mo, are you feeling better from your cold? Come over and have some porridge."

"Oh." Chu Zimo sat obediently next to Chu Tianyi. There was a bowl of porridge tightly covered on the table. When he opened the lid, the familiar fragrance came. It was made by Zhang's mother. He looked at the serious grandfather opposite.

, Chu Zimo asked in a low voice, "Daddy, where is Mama Zhang?"

"Zhang Ma has gone home to celebrate the New Year. The old man saw that Zhang Ma has not been home to celebrate the New Year in ten years. This is the first year that her grandson was born, so the old man gave Zhang Ma a paid leave." Chu Tianyi looked at his daughter.

He looked cautious and couldn't help but laugh out loud,

"Are you so afraid of your grandpa?"

"Why are you afraid of me?" Mr. Chu is an old-hearted man. One look at the faces of the father and daughter opposite him and he knew they were talking about him. Sure enough, Chu Zimo shook his head, "Grandpa, you heard wrong. Daddy said that grandpa also likes to drink.

Porridge made by Zhang Ma."

Looking at his daughter with a chuckle, Chu Tianyi decided that it would be better to watch the battle. He seemed to have unintentionally stayed away from the battlefield between the two of them. Mr. Chu snorted softly, "Don't you like it too."

"Yes, grandpa and I have similar tastes." Chu Zimo laughed playfully, "By the way, where are mommy and the others? Didn't they say they wanted to make dumplings?"

After finishing the porridge quickly, Chu Zimo looked at the idle old man and couldn't help but ask.

The old man took a sip of tea and said, "They are making dumplings. Since Zhang Ma is gone, of course you have to make them yourself. You can also help after you finish eating. A girl cannot let men cook all day long and wait to eat by herself."

Mr. Chu's eyes were sharp, and one look at the way the two of them got along knew that his granddaughter was definitely the type to do nothing at home, and since Jun Lin was so familiar with the kitchen, he knew she would do it often.

"I haven't, I've done it before!" Chu Zimo couldn't help but retorted, what was that look in his grandfather's eyes? It looked like he looked down upon himself...

"Yes, Grandpa, she did it before. She made fried rice with eggs before it was cooked enough, so she put sugar in it as salt..." Mu Junlin came out and joked with a smile.

Yun Moqing laughed, "Hahahaha, Mo Mo really looks like his daddy!" Chu Zimo's face looked normal, and when he was about to say something back, he heard his dad cough slightly in embarrassment, "Well, that was

It’s my first time cooking! It’s normal not to know the seasonings.”

"Don't make excuses for yourself. Have you ever cooked before?" Yun Moqing exposed Chu Tianyi mercilessly. Chu Tianyi touched his daughter's head and said, "Mo Mo, look at your mommy, what are you going to do for me?"

Daddy, let’s fight for your breath!”

Looking speechlessly at his quarreling daddy and mommy, Chu Zimo sighed and said, "Okay, daddy, I'll try my best!" Clenching his fists, Chu Zimo looked like he was doing his best.

His appearance made everyone laugh, and even Mr. Chu, who was serious about his words, had a smile in his eyes.

After saying that, Chu Zimo pulled Mu Junlin into the kitchen without forgetting to look back, "Mommy, this year's dumplings will be left to us, don't worry!" Yun Moqing took off her elegant apron and handed Chu Zimo

The ink is tied, "Don't get flour on your body."

Chu Zimo closed the kitchen door and looked at the pieces of dumpling skins and prepared dumpling fillings on the table. He was stunned. He smiled and held Mu Junlin's hand, "Husband, what should I do?" Mu Junlin raised his eyebrows, "

Didn’t you vow to make a good show, and now you’re in trouble?”

"You are such a badass, I am not ashamed to ask!" Chu Zimo raised his chin, pretending to be arrogant, which almost made Mu Junlin burst out laughing, pinching Chu Zimo's pouty lips, "How could you

So cute!”

"What's so cute, help me quickly." Chu Zimo patted away Mu Junlin's erratic hand. Mu Junlin touched Chu Zimo's forehead with his big hand. Chu Zimo's eyes warmed, "Oh, don't worry, it's really okay.

Yes, I just caught a cold, I’ll be fine after some sleep!”

"Well," he nodded, and then took the dumpling wrapper from Chu Zimo's flour-covered hand, "Look, it needs to be wrapped like this." Chu Zimo watched Mu Junlin's movements seriously, even though it was such a skill in the kitchen.

Everything he does is so elegant and charming, no wonder so many women want to have an affair with their men.

Chu Zimo thought of the female officer he had glimpsed in the amusement park. The jealousy in her eyes was clear to Chu Zimo. Although she did not know him, Chu Zimo knew that the upright soldier next to her was Mu Junlin's deputy Guo Yang. Because Guo Yang

Yang had no intention of saying hello to her, so Chu Zimo pretended not to see him.

Following Mu Junlin's movements, Chu Zimo pinched out a small thing that could be called a 'baozi', holding it speechlessly. Then looking at Mu Junlin's delicate dumplings, Chu Zimo thought

Take it back and remake it.

Seeing Chu Zimo's depressed look, Mu Junlin comforted him softly, "It's okay, it's the same as the first time I did it. When I did it for the first time, I wasn't as good as you."

"Really?" Chu Zimo raised his head and asked. Looking at Mu Junlin's serious eyes, Chu Zimo couldn't help but believe it. However, would a man like him who strives for perfection have such embarrassing moments?

In fact, she was skeptical.

"Why are you lying to me?" Mu Junlin was making dumplings while dealing with Chu Zimo's hundreds of thousands of reasons with ease. Chu Zimo was envious, jealous and at the same time very happy that this man belonged to her!

"By the way, I saw Guo Yang at the amusement park the day before yesterday." Chu Zimo suddenly said, and Mu Junlin nodded, "Yes, he was on vacation that day." Mu Junlin looked calm, "What's wrong?" "Nothing, nothing.

His girlfriend looks pretty good." Chu Zimo kneaded the dough in his hand and added, "She is also a soldier."

Mu Junlin frowned slightly, "That's not his girlfriend, she's a female officer sent from above, who specializes in technology." Mu Junlin didn't hide anything. "Hey, you really know what you know!"

"Why are you so sinister?" Mu Junlin finally noticed something was wrong with Chu Zimo, "It seems like I wasn't caught and raped in bed by you, right?"

"You still want to be caught in bed!" But Mu Junlin thought Chu Zimo cared a little too much about Guo Yang, and he was also jealous...

Chu Zimo glanced at him lightly, and when Mu Junlin wasn't paying attention, he applied the flour on his hand to his spotless face. The originally handsome face became funny because of this little bit of flour.

Seeing Mu Junlin's weird beauty, Chu Zimo couldn't help laughing, "How fun! Hahaha!"

"Little bad guy!" Mu Junlin's eyes flashed. When Chu Zimo laughed, he grabbed her wrist, took her into his arms, and touched her entire face with his big hands. Chu Zimo

Mo rubbed his body and rubbed the flour on his face onto Mu Junlin's chest, "Bad guy!"

Even without looking in the mirror, Chu Zimo knew that his face would definitely look ugly, especially after rubbing it like this and turning into a tabby cat. Now it was Mu Junlin's turn to laugh. Chu Zimo covered Mu Junlin's lips and said viciously.

Said, "Don't laugh!"

"What are you two doing?" Yun Moqing knocked on the door, but the two people made too much noise, "Are you fighting?"

"No, Mommy, we get along very harmoniously!" Chu Zimo returned quickly.

Mu Junlin suppressed a smile under Chu Zimo's glare, "Yes, we didn't fight, Mo Mo learned well." After hearing his son-in-law's voice, Yun Moqing felt relieved, "Well, you two

You must be well prepared, otherwise the old man will be angry!"

After saying the last sentence, Yun Moqing left the kitchen, but her snickering was still noticed by Chu Tianyi, who helplessly hugged his beloved wife, "Don't bother this young couple's relationship."

The two people inside looked at each other. In the end, Mu Junlin surrendered first. Looking at Chu Zimo's big painted face, he really wanted to laugh, but he could see from Chu Zimo's eyes that if he dared to laugh

, Chu Zimo dared to give up his choice and leave.

"Come here, I'll wash your face." Mu Junlin filled a basin of water, poured some hot water on it, and asked Chu Zimo to reach out. Fortunately, there were utensils for washing his face and hands in the kitchen, otherwise Chu Zimo would definitely not go out with a painted face.

Forgive a man.

Mu Junlin had been honest during the two days when Chu Zimo had a cold. He didn't want to do anything to make her angry after she recovered. What if the benefits for the night were cancelled? Sure enough, his

The wife still has to coax herself.

"Good boy, come here." Chu Zimo was still a little angry at first, but he fell in love with Mu Junlin's gentle voice. He obediently followed Mu Junlin's washing of his face, and the water leaking from his fingers touched the basin, causing shallow traces.

, just like arousing faint ripples in Chu Zimo's heart.

His warm hands caressed her face, washing the flour off her face little by little until the original clean face was revealed. After Chu Zimo dried it with a soft towel, Chu Zimo looked at the flour on the tip of Mu Junlin's nose.

, wipe it clean for him naturally.
Chapter completed!