Chapter 133:

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date="2021-02-09"

title="Chapter 133: "

weight="125408"

series = ["Entertainment Industry’s Gourmet Food Service"]

mode = "manual"

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It was four o'clock in the morning when Mo Shaoqing arrived at the Imperial Capital overnight.

It is another hour from the Capital Airport to Lingzhai.

When he arrived at the door, Mo Shaoqing was very thankful that he had brought the key, so that he could enter the door without disturbing anyone.

Mo Shaoqing knew Ling Senhao's daily routine of getting up at 7 o'clock, so he took a short rest on the sofa and planned to make breakfast for him and Rui.

When he walked to the kitchen, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't cooked for the family for nearly half a year, and he felt more guilty.

The summer morning is relatively cool, and Mo Shaoqing plans to make some light ones.

Ling Senhao likes to drink coffee to refresh himself in the morning, but it is not good to drink coffee all the time, so Mo Shaoqing still plans to squeeze a glass of juice for him.

Mo Shaoqing took a lot of seasonal fruits from the space, including grapes.

Put the grapes in water, wash them with flour, then soak them in light salt water for half an hour, and then soak the mung bean rice in water for one hour.

Mo Shaoqing found the leftover big bone soup from last night in the refrigerator, and it has formed into aspic.

Remove the prawns, chop them into minced meat, add green onion, ginger, garlic and cooking wine to taste, and finally mix with aspic and put in the refrigerator.

On the other side, started to prepare the skin, mix the high-gluten flour and cornstarch in a 2:1 ratio, knead the dough with hot water, and knead it repeatedly until it is tenacious and wake up for half an hour.

Cut the fruit just taken out and mix it into a simple salad.

After busying for a while, half an hour passed. Mo Shaoqing put the soaked mung beans and rice into the pot and added water for 30 minutes.

Put the grapes in the juicer, add pure water, a cup of grape juice is done, then put it in the refrigerator, and take out the filling just made by the way.

Pull the dough into small dough, roll it into a thin dough crust, put the filling in, make small folds, and steam it on the pot.

After busy with the old ones and the young ones, Mo Shaoqing found a recipe for the baby and prepared to learn some recipes for the baby.

Nine-month-old Rui has entered the period of teething. In addition to breast milk, he should take in protein and soy products, and he can also eat some meat to supplement his nutrition. Mo Shaoqing learns very seriously. He comes according to his own taste and Ling Senhao’s taste. Choose food supplements for Rui.

In the end, Mo Shaoqing decided to make him a pumpkin paste, shrimp, egg, spinach and knife noodle soup.

Pumpkin paste is very simple. The soaked pumpkin is steamed and cut into pieces, stirred into pumpkin puree, and then placed in a food processor together with nutritious rice noodles to make a paste.

Because the baby can't eat too many eggs, Mo Shaoqing carefully took half an egg and only the egg white, then mixed it with flour to form a slightly firm dough, rolled it into strips and cut it into thin slices.

Cut the remaining fresh shrimp into small cubes, wash the spinach, boil it in boiling water, remove it and mince it for later use.

Put the bone broth in the refrigerator into the pot, put the diced shrimp, when the soup is boiled, add the knife to cut the noodles, cook it, pour in the egg yolk, add the spinach, and finally add a little sesame oil to Mo Shaoqing .

While it was still early, he opened the oven that had not been used for a long time, intending to make some teething biscuits for the little guy.

During the period, He Ma came over once, but Mo Shaoqing refused her to beat her, and drove people back to the room to let her sleep for a while.

For a while, the fresh scent of milk mixed in the kitchen, which smelled particularly good.

Ling Senhao came downstairs holding the sleepy Rui, and he smelled a burst of scent, which his mother did differently.

His heart was shaken, and his soul was blessed for a while. He walked quickly downstairs, and his lover returned.

Looking at Mo Shaoqing's busy figure in the kitchen, Ling Senhao was relieved, besides the warm love, there was some distress.

Rui was still sleepy, lying on Ling Senhao's shoulder and refused to wake up.

Ling Senhao rubbed his small waist, and Rui finally became a little sober.

"Who do you think is here?" Ling Senhao whispered, pointing at the back in the kitchen.

Rui rubbed his eyes: "Baba?"

"Yes, it's Dad!"

Rui suddenly got excited, his mouth wow wow wow, and he was pushing his small body, his small hands were going to reach people.

As soon as Mo Shaoqing turned around, he saw the father and son looking at him with sparkling eyes.

Ling Senhao joked: "Oh~ our little snail is back?"

Mo Shaoqing saw the father and son and felt sour for a while.

"Are you guys okay?"

"Not bad!" Ling Senhao conveniently put Rui in the baby walker and followed Mo Shaoqing into the kitchen.

Rui was not reconciled that the two fathers left like this, and slid in with small steps.

"Oh, why did Rui come in?" Mo Shaoqing hugged Rui.

"Remember Dad?"

"Dad~" Now Rui can utter these two sounds clearly.

"Yes, I'm Dad!" Mo Shaoqing held his small soft body in his arms and refused to let go.

"There is porridge in the pot, serve it yourself!"

The left father Ling shook his head helplessly.

It's rare for a family to get together. Mo Shaoqing put Rui in his exclusive seat, handed him a toy, and brought the paste from the kitchen to cool off.

When Rui saw Mo Shaoqing holding a small bowl, his eyes lit up, and the toy was thrown on the ground. As soon as he stretched out his small tongue, he was starving.

Mo Shaoqing smiled and said, "Little greedy cat!"

Rui didn't understand what it meant, but seeing his father smile, he also smiled, laughing while patting the table.

Mo Shaoqing took a sip and touched his lower lip. After making sure that it was warm, he fed the pumpkin paste to Rui. The sweet thing quickly attracted the little guy.

But after eating the broth in the pimple soup, Rui never wanted to eat the vegetable paste anymore.

"This villain!" Mo Shaoqing is surprised. A child of more than 9 months knows picky eaters?

"No, just follow me at night! You won't be able to hold it to Mom when you fall asleep, as if you have a radar installed on him." Ling Senhao touched his little head indulgently, looking like a sweetheart.

Rui recognized people in five months. At that time, almost no one except Mo Shaoqing wanted him. Later, he slowly accepted Ling Senhao and then his grandparents.

Mo Shaoqing noticed the darkness under the other party's eyes as soon as they met. This requires raising children at night, and there is such a big company to take care of. You can imagine how hard the other party has been this month.

After all, one of them still has to compromise...Mo Shaoqing thought.

Ling Senhao didn't know what words he had touched his lover's heartstrings, and he actually calmed down.

"what's happenin?"

"No." Mo Shaoqing paused, figuring it out almost instantly.

Everything he wants now, the money he earns, and his reputation are not all to make this family a better life. If he loses time with his family in order to make money, it is turning the cart before the horse!

"When I finish making this movie, I'll stop filming!" Mo Shaoqing said lightly, feeding Rui as if talking about what to eat at noon.

So that the moment Ling Senhao heard it, he was shocked.

"What did you say?"

Mo Shaoqing smiled at him with an unbelievable look.

"Is it weird?"

"Why didn't you want to make a movie suddenly? Someone oppressed you?" Ling Senhao thought of the suppression of the set for the first time.

"I want to be with Rui more than this." And you.

Mo Shaoqing also knew in his heart that after receiving this movie, there will be countless announcements, and he may go against his original wishes.

And he's not completely without a career, he still has Mo's private kitchen! Entering country B is his next goal!

Ling Senhao was surprised at first, but soon he understood what Mo Shaoqing meant.

"it is good!"

Mo Shaoqing raised his eyes and glanced at him, Ling Senhao rarely wore a big smile, looking brilliant and proud.

"Thank you!" Thank you for sacrificing for me, for Ruirui, and for this family.

*****

After Mo Shaoqing and Yin Wanjun contacted, they realized that each other had arrived in the imperial capital, and they met at Mo's private kitchen.

"How about filming abroad?"

"Fortunately, what do you want me to do?"

haven't seen him in just one month, and Yin Wanjun has lost a lot of weight. Compared with the high spirited him when he first met, he is now a real middle-aged man.

Mo Shaoqing guessed that all of this should be related to Mr. Yun.

"I am divorced!"

"Huh?" Mo Shaoqing was surprised and almost knocked over the coffee in front of him.

This efficiency is too fast!

"It's time to leave, isn't it?" Yin Wanjun smiled and slowly relaxed.

Yin Wanjun didn't say anything to forgive him, nor did Mo Shaoqing. The two chatted for a while.

"You went to Country F this time, did you see A Qing?" Yin Wanjun tapped sideways.

really!

Mo Shaoqing concealed his smile and said sternly: "I saw it."

Yin Wanjun was a little nervous, his hand gripping the cup tightly, oozing sweat.

"Is he okay?"

Mo Shaoqing shook his head: "Not good."

"Not good?" Yin Wanjun was a little excited.

"Why is it bad? Are you feeling well? Or something else?"

Mo Shaoqing saw his concern in his eyes. He didn't understand why two people were obviously not together.

But he also knows that the separation of the past two decades cannot be undone with a few words.

So he lied, but it's actually not a lie. Mr. Yun's pretending to be indifferent is obviously something.

"It may be because of being alone!" Mo Shaoqing bit the word lonely.

"I can't stay there. Mr. Yun has no lover and no children around to take care of him. He is a big man, and it is inevitable that he cannot be taken care of..."

Mo Shaoqing said while observing the other person's look, and Yin Wanjun looked worried.

Mo Shaoqing gave another potent medicine: "I think so. The aunt of one of my old classmates is also abroad and divorced. She is about the same age as Mr. Yun..."

"Actually, I want to match them up." Mo Shaoqing blinked innocently.

"What did A Qing say?"

Got the bait!

"Mr. Yun refused..."

"Just refuse to refuse..."

Mo Shaoqing saw Yin Wanjun's obviously relieved expression, and he was secretly happy. Although he has no hobby of being a matchmaker, he is still very happy to help a couple who have been separated for many years because of misunderstanding, not to mention that the other party is his blood relative.

"what did you say?"

"Nothing, nothing!" Yin Wanjun picked up the hot coffee and took a sip to hide his panic, but he was accidentally burnt.