When it was almost two o'clock, Xia Cao woke up. She was really hungry. The two men who were busy in the kitchen did not enter the bedroom to wake her up for dinner. She also got up and got dressed.

After walking out of the bedroom, he walked straight towards the kitchen.

When she approached the kitchen, Mo Mi had just finished frying the last dish, and Jiang Han was about to walk out of the kitchen with another dish.

"Xia Cao, have you slept well?" Jiang Han saw her first and asked with a loud smile.

"I've slept well." She looked at the fragrant dishes in his hand, nodded and said with a smile.

Knowing that she had entered the kitchen, Mo Mi quickly turned around and looked at her face with a smile on her face, "Xia Cao'er, are you hungry?"

"Well, I'm very hungry." She touched her stomach and answered honestly, "Is the food ready?"

"Haha, it's all done. Take out the bowls and chopsticks and you can eat." Mo Mi said confidently.

"Han, Mi, thank you for your hard work. I'm going to get a bowl to serve the rice." They cooked, and she felt that she should also do something. She said with a smile, walked to the rice cooker, took out the rice bowl and rice spoon, and served it in front of them.

The two of them happily opened the rice cooker.

"Uh 7e" opened the rice cooker, she was dumbfounded, the smile on her face froze, looking at the rice grains soaked in warm water in the rice cooker, she frowned and asked: "Mi, Han, who of you two is responsible for cooking the rice?"

"

"Hehehe, Xia Cao, I am responsible for cooking the rice." Jiang Han grinned, showing his healthy white teeth, and admitted with great pride, "This is the first time I have cooked rice, hehehe, it's cooked.

The effect is very good, right? Hahaha..."

"Haha 7e" she nodded and smirked a few times, "It's the first time I've cooked it like this. The effect is really good. Come over and have a look and see if you can eat it."

"Haha, Xia Cao, you said the effect is very good, then it must be edible." Jiang Han did not doubt that there was something wrong with the rice, and walked over with a smile, "The rice smells good..." He walked closer and lowered his head to see

The uncooked rice soaked in water in the rice cooker smelled fragrant, and he had no shame to say the word "Pengpeng". His thick eyebrows suddenly raised, showing an embarrassed look, "Xia Cao, how, how could this happen?"

Uh, this guy has the nerve to ask?

"What's going on?" Mo Mi was confused and asked, walking towards them, "Han, how did you cook the rice?" When he walked in, he saw the uncooked rice in the rice cooker, and he suddenly understood, and his handsome face lit up.

An, suddenly raised his hand and slapped Jiang Han on the head, and cursed rudely: "Han, you useless piece of shit, what else are we going to eat when the rice is cooked like this?"

"..." Jiang Han was speechless and rubbed his beaten head. After a few seconds of embarrassing silence, he looked at Xia Cao very apologetically, "Xia Cao, I'm sorry, I made a mistake. This is my first time cooking.

I really don’t know why this is happening.”

Xia Cao had never expected that he, the underworld boss who could make everything possible by making everything possible, could cook an edible meal for himself. When he heard what he said, he smiled faintly, looked at his face, and said gently:

"Han, if you don't know how to cook rice, I won't blame you."

"Xia Cao, you are so kind." He was touched.

"Han, do you know why you didn't cook the rice well?" At this time, Xia Cao looked like a kindergarten teacher.

He frowned and thought about it, then shook his head, "I don't know."

She smiled, took one of his hands to press a button on the rice cooker, and patiently explained: "Han, you have to remember that you must press this button next time you cook rice in the rice cooker."

"Oh, so you have to press this button?" He suddenly realized.

"Also, let me ask you, when you add so much water, do you want to make porridge or dry rice?"

"Haha, of course I want to make some dry rice."

"Since you want to cook dry rice, don't add so much water in the future. Just add water to this position for one kilogram of rice. Do you understand?"

"Oh, I understand." He listened very carefully.

Mo Mi on the side didn't seem to know how to cook rice. When Xia Cao explained to Jiang Han, he listened very carefully. He was usually chattering and talking a lot, but this time, he was particularly

Jing Jing was obviously silently remembering what Xia Cao said. After Xia Cao finished explaining the correct steps for cooking, he said with a charming smile: "Haha, Xia Cao, if you are hungry, go ahead and eat my fried rice."

Let’s put the dishes on the bottom.”

"Well, okay." Xia Cao couldn't wait to eat something. He said this, and immediately nodded, walked out of the kitchen, and sat on the dining table with several beautiful dishes, "Mi, Ma

Did you make the Po tofu, stir-fried August melon, spinach soup, and shredded pork with green pepper?"

"Well, I made them all." Mo Mi also sat on the table, looked at the decent dishes on the table, looked at her face and nodded proudly, "Xia Cao, eat quickly.

Comment on my craftsmanship."

"Okay." Xia Cao smiled, picked up the bowl, picked up the chopsticks, and took the lead in picking up the fried August melon.

Just when she was about to eat, Jiang Han, who was sitting on her right, muttered worriedly, "Xia Cao, you have to be careful. Mi Chao's dishes may be just like him, he doesn't like them."

ah."

"Han, what are you muttering about?" Xia Cao vaguely heard his voice, turned to look at his face, blinked and asked in confusion.

"I said……"

"Han, Xia Cao is very hungry. Can you let Xia Cao eat some of my cooking before we talk?" Mo Mi interrupted him at this moment and said with raised eyebrows in displeasure.

"Uh, okay." After thinking for a while, Jiang Han nodded and showed a meaningful smile to Xia Cao, "Haha, Xia Cao, the stir-fried dishes may be particularly delicious and can be remembered by you.

mind."

"Hehehehe, Han, thank you for the compliment." Hearing what he said, Mo Mi was so happy. "Hehe, Xia Cao, Han has confirmed my craftsmanship, so you can eat it with confidence, hehehehe..."

"Haha, I will." Xia Cao didn't want to let him down, so she smiled. Under the gazes of him and Jiang Han, she delicately took a bite of fried August melon, chewed and tasted it slowly.

At this time, Mo Mi was particularly nervous, looking at her expression intently, "Xia Cao, how does it taste? Is it delicious?"

Uh, what should I say?

Xia Cao thought for a while, chewed slowly, and said in a serious voice: "Mi, the August melon you stir-fried tastes pretty good, but the only flaw is that you didn't peel the August melon.

, it tastes rather hard.”

"Ah? Do you need to peel the August melon?" Hearing what was said later, he frowned apologetically, "I have never fried vegetables that need to be peeled, so I don't know how to peel them, haha, Xia Cao

, you can just make do with it today, I will peel it when I fry it next time, hehehe, you can eat other vegetables I fry."

"Hmm." After swallowing the unpeeled and difficult-to-chew August melon, Xia Cao picked up a spoon and scooped up a small spoonful of the beautiful Mapo Tofu with a smile. After slowly eating it into her mouth, Liu Yemei said

Suddenly he frowned deeply and quickly spit out the mouthful of Mapo Tofu in his mouth. His face was sweating and he said uncomfortably: "Ah, it's so spicy, ah, ah..."

"Xia Cao, it seems that I put too much pepper and chili pepper. Come on, take a sip of the soup." Seeing how uncomfortable she was, Mo Mi couldn't help but blame herself, and hurriedly scooped a bowl for her.

The seemingly light spinach soup said, "Xia Cao, drink the soup quickly. You will feel better after sipping the soup."

Jiang Han beside "Xia Cao 7e" really felt sorry for her.

Go to sleep and wake up. "Ah, it's so spicy, ah 7e" The summer grass is extremely spicy. When Mo Mi handed over the spinach to boil, he immediately put the soup bowl and drank the soup quickly, "Ah 7e PUCH 7e" Who knows

After drinking the soup, she felt even more uncomfortable. She couldn't bear it anymore and spit out all the soup in her mouth, spewing all over the table.

"Uh, Xia Cao, what's wrong?" Mo Mi was shocked.

"Xia Cao, are you okay?" Jiang Han was worried to death and hurriedly touched her back.

"Uh 7e fans, this spinach soup is so salty and numb..." Xia Cao's eyes were watered by the pain. She said uncomfortably as she stood up and quickly walked to the water dispenser next to her, "Ah, it feels so uncomfortable. I feel so uncomfortable."

No, I need to drink some water."

"Xia Cao, you haven't eaten the shredded pork with green pepper that I fried. I must have cooked this dish very delicious." Mo Mi was very embarrassed, but when she saw her leaving back, she still held on to a glimmer of hope and couldn't bear it.

He said this loudly.

"Haha, Mi, you'd better eat that dish by yourself first." Xia Cao was already miserable by the dishes he fried, and she thought silently that if she continued to eat it, she might get something wrong.

"Mi, when you were cooking, didn't you taste the food first?" Jiang Han asked Mo Mi angrily as he looked at Xia Cao drinking heavily at the water dispenser.

Mo Mi coughed dryly, straightened her back and said confidently: "Han, when the chef is cooking, he doesn't even taste the food he cooks."

Hearing this, Jiang Han immediately rolled his eyes and said, "Fuck, that's because they are chefs and you are not."

"Why am I not that?" Mo Mi was very unconvinced, "Look at the dishes I cook. They must be fragrant and fragrant, and they must be bright and colorful."

"Yes, yes, these dishes you stir-fry must be fragrant and fragrant, and they must be bright and colorful, but they are just inedible. What kind of person are you like? That's what the food you stir-fry looks like. What kind of father do you have?"

, what kind of son would you have."

"Hey, what do you mean by that? Are you cursing me in a roundabout way?" Mo Mi naturally heard the implication and became unhappy.

Jiang Han disagreed, "Whatever you think." After saying that, he stood up and walked towards Xia Cao with a smile, "Xia Cao, let's go out to eat."

"Well, okay." Xia Cao said as he was so hungry that he immediately agreed.

"Mi, I took Xia Cao out to eat." Jiang Han was very happy. While holding Xia Cao's silky little hand and walking out, he said to Mo Mi with a suppressed smile, "Just stay at home and eat the food you cooked.

Light it up, don’t waste it.”

Mo Mi's handsome face was darker than the bottom of the pot, "Shi Jiang Han, don't even think about leaving me, I want to go out to eat with Xia Cao." After her voice fell, she immediately rushed to catch up, "Xia Cao, wait for me...

…”

…

There is a river on the outskirts of Wucheng. The water in the river is not only terribly deep, but also terribly turbid. Once something falls, it may never be recovered.

At noon that day, a black brand-name car parked near the river.

There were three people in the car. There was a driver sitting in the front seat, and two men wearing glasses sitting in the back seat. One was a handsome and elegant man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and the other was wearing black-rimmed glasses.

A middle-aged man with a slightly fat body.
To be continued...