"I haven't thought about it, at least not before leaving here." Kang Mingyuan shook his head. They were still young now, and it was not the time to talk about this. He just had to protect her well.
Qiao Mo came over and heard Mo Han talking about his wife, children, and warm bed. He couldn't help but ask with a smile: "Brother Mo, do you want to get married? Do you have a favorite partner?"
Han Yimo waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, I was just joking. I have nothing now, how can I marry a wife and raise children?"
"A man should build a career first and then start a family. Now you have accomplished nothing, how can you start a family?" Kang Mingyuan also said with a smile.
"You set too high standards for yourselves. With your current abilities, you should have no problem supporting your wife and children." Qiao Mo shook his head. "Let me take a look. The buns should be almost done."
"Let me do it." Kang Mingyuan opened the lid of the pot and took out a plump golden bun with chopsticks. He looked at it carefully and said, "It's ready. Just one wipe. No need to light the fire."
Then he picked out the buns with a large bowl, put half on the table, and put the other half into a lunch box to take away.
"Brother Yuan, do you want to put some fermented black beans and chili peppers in it?" Qiao Mo fried a little too much fermented black beans and chili peppers today, so he didn't make any other side dishes.
"Let me take some." Kang Mingyuan felt hungry when he smelled the aroma of fermented black bean and chili sauce, so he took a few chopsticks and put them into the lunch box.
They were happily preparing breakfast and dry food, while in the big kitchen not far away, Chu Maoshen had a stern face as he cooked porridge and steamed corn cakes. His bloodshot eyes kept glaring at Liu Ruoling's door, and the raging fire in his eyes seemed to want to burn two holes in the door.
But there was still no movement from the door. He thought bitterly that he was going to suffer in Lingyun Mountain. Not only did this dead woman not get up to prepare food for him, she was also too lazy to get up. She really didn't take him seriously at all.
Chu Maoshen missed the aroma of meat and sauce wafting from the small kitchen early in the morning. Now he heard that steamed buns were being served, and he felt even worse: How could he have ended up with a woman like Liu Ruoling, who was not only good at nothing, but also had a bad mouth and was too lazy to bother with anything.
He was so blind before that he not only mistook a fish eye for a pearl, but also obeyed her in everything. It was really a waste of his true love.
After Tang Xinmei got up, she saw that Qiao Mo had prepared everything, and she felt embarrassed: she didn't sleep well last night, so she got up late today, and her original plan of getting up early to help with the housework was ruined.
"I'm sorry, I got up late."
"It's okay, it's the effect of your biological clock. You usually get up at this time. It's a bit difficult to change suddenly." Qiao Mo saw the two big dark circles under her eyes and knew that she didn't sleep well.
"Let's eat." Kang Mingyuan would not blame her. They had no special relationship with her. They were just eating together. It was a favor for others to help them, and it was their duty not to help them.
"Let's eat. I quietly cooked rice porridge and steamed buns. It's so hard to have this blessing." Han smiled and poured a bowl of porridge.
Qiao Mo said no more. He poured a bowl of porridge for himself and Tang Xinmei respectively, picked up a bun and started eating.
"This bun is so delicious. I didn't expect that buns made with bacon could be so delicious." Tang Xinmei took a bite of the bun and was attracted by its deliciousness.
"Momo's cooking skills are really good. Whether it's meat buns or egg buns, they're all delicious." Han Yimo nodded in agreement.
The four of them finished their breakfast happily, and Kang Mingyuan and Han Yimo went back to the house to make love.
"Brother Yuan, Brother Mo, those are the dishes I prepared for you. Remember to take them away." Qiao Mo said while cleaning up the dishes, pointing to the cloth bag filled with bottles and jars.
"What have you done? There are so many." Kang Mingyuan picked up the cloth bag, weighed it and asked.
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