The Young Master's Bride

For many people who had left home, it was often not how much they liked to eat this thing, but that it was something from their hometown.

Huo qingge had personally experienced this feeling. During the years when she was traveling abroad, she had always wanted to eat the food from her hometown.

For example, there were Osmanthus cakes, sugared cakes, and dumplings …

“I’ll have to ask master Xiu about this.”

He didn’t know if Ren’s cooking was considered dangerous as master Xiu had said. After all, his responsibility was to ensure Huo qingge’s safety.

Huo qingge nodded. Every day, mingxiu would set aside some time for training. He said that this was the foundation of his life.

In the end, Ming Xiu naturally agreed. Huo qingge asked na Ren to help her make some dumplings. The filling of the dumplings was pork and corn.

The stuffing was chopped by Naren, and the dough kneading was also done under Huo qingge’s guidance.

Huo qingge could tell that na Ren was having a good time. Perhaps it was because of the noodles and meat filling on the messy table that made it feel like home.

Huo qingge wanted Ren to help her with the dumplings. At first, his dumplings were quite ugly, but after a few more, Ren’s dumplings gradually became beautiful. He even showed off a well-made dumpling and showed it to Huo qingge.

Huo qingge only smiled and gave him a thumbs up.

The dumplings were also cooked by that Ren. Huo qingge could tell that he was extremely excited as she looked at the White and fat men.

When the dumplings were out of the pot, Huo qingge had also prepared the chili oil and mixed a plate for Naren.

Huo qingge could see that na Ren’s eyes had reddened when he finished the first dumpling.

Her and the filling’s standards were publicly acknowledged to be delicious, so Huo qingge thought that that Ren was just homesick.

Huo qingge didn’t say anything. She lowered her head and ate the dumplings. They were indeed delicious.

Ren glanced at Huo qingge, wanting to say something but stopped himself. After eating three more dumplings, he opened his mouth.

the dumplings you made were so delicious. I thought you didn’t know anything other than being pretty.

In Ren’s eyes, beautiful women were just flower vases, meant to seduce men.

my son likes to eat dumplings with pork and corn. He wants to eat them every few days…

Huo qingge wrote down this sentence on her tablet and showed it to na Ren.

At the thought of her child, Huo qingge’s eyes turned red and desolated. However, she held back her tears.

She couldn’t cry. Once she did, her tensed nerves would relax, and once she relaxed, she would collapse.

No one knew how much she was suffering in her heart. It was as if she was sitting in a pot of oil, and it was so painful that she wanted to die.

Na Ren opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something to comfort her, but he felt that it was inappropriate. In the end, he could only swallow two dumplings in a row.

When Ming Xiu entered the room, he saw Huo qingge’s eyes red like a rabbit’s.

He glanced at the dumplings on the table. They were steaming hot and had a beautiful shape. He wasn’t a person who especially liked to eat dumplings, but he still had an appetite.

When Ren saw Ming Xiu, he immediately stood up and left after filling a few dumplings into his bowl.

Huo qingge did not expect mingxiu to come. She still wanted to spend more time with Ren.

Ming Xiu sat there and picked up Huo qingge’s chopsticks. He picked up a dumpling and put it in his mouth.

Huo qingge wanted to stop him, but it was too late. Those were her chopsticks. What kind of habits did this person have?

Ming Xiu knew Huo qingge well and knew that she was a good cook. However, he did not expect her dumplings to be so delicious.

The soup was full and especially fragrant, especially the sweet corn kernels with big filling and thin skin..