"What kind of buns are these?" Han Yimo asked when he saw the yellow buns.
"This is a bun made with cornmeal." Qiao Mo picked one up and put it in his bowl and started eating.
"It's delicious, Momo, when did you buy the bacon?" Han Yimo took a bite of the bun and said it was delicious.
"Brought from the East China Sea." Qiao Mo said with a smile.
"It's so delicious. Momo is a good cook. I didn't expect that he is also good at making noodles. We are so lucky to be able to share a meal with Momo." Kang Mingyuan's eyes were full of smiles.
They were enjoying their meal, but in Chu Maoshen's room, Liu Ruoling saw the burnt bowl of corn porridge and frowned so hard it could kill a mosquito: "Why did you burn the porridge again? Chu Maoshen, are you such a loser that you can't even cook a bowl of porridge properly?"
Chu Maoshen's face was so dark it looked like ink could drip from it. He slammed his chopsticks on the table and said, "Liu Ruoling, this is my soup. It's up to you whether you want to eat it or not."
"Chu Maoshen, you promised me you'd take care of me just a few days ago, and now you're turning your back on me?" Liu Ruoling didn't expect him to lose his temper. "Do you think my words won't affect my dad anymore after I leave Donghai?"
"Liu Ruoling, I promised your father to take care of you, but this is not a reason for you to make trouble. I have been working all day and I am exhausted, but I still insisted on cooking all the meals. If you really can't get used to my cooking, you can find someone else to share the meal with." Chu Maoshen also calmed down.
"I know how much your father loves you, but your demands are too high. This is all I have, and I can't meet your demands. Even if he continues to embarrass me, I can't do anything about it."
Liu Ruoling stared at the man opposite with her phoenix eyes: "Is this what you call taking care of me? You want to quarrel with me just because we have a disagreement?"
"Liu Ruoling, I'm not one of those women who hangs around the stove, and I'm not a chef. I'm good enough if I can cook the food. If you want to eat and drink well, I can't do it. You should hire another expert or do it yourself."
"Chu Maoshen, how could you do this to me..." Liu Ruoling saw his indifferent eyes and knew that what he said was true. Thinking that she would have to eat food that was as bad as pig food in the future, she started crying out of grievance.
"Why are you crying? Look at Qiao Mo, who is younger than you. Not only can she cook delicious meals, but she is also as good as others at work." Chu Maoshen usually felt distressed when he saw her crying, but today, her tears made him even more irritated.
"Qiao Mo, Qiao Mo, if you have the guts, just go find her." When Liu Ruoling heard him comparing herself with that dead girl Qiao Mo, she immediately became furious. She smashed her bowl to the ground and yelled at Chu Maoshen, pointing at his nose.
"Liu Ruoling, you know I don't mean that, so why do you insist on being so unreasonable?" Chu Maoshen slapped her claws away. "In other groups, women cook while men chop wood and carry water. Why can't you learn from them?"
"You just said yesterday that you would cook, but you changed your mind in less than two days. You even compared me with other women. Are you a man?" Liu Ruoling also felt that she was wronged. Where had Chu Maoshen, who was always obedient to her and would lower himself to coax her when she was angry, gone?
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