2102: Memories of killing a good wife and loving mother

Memories of killing a good wife and loving mother

He thought about it again. Forget it, there's no need to explain. If he misunderstands, perhaps it'll be good for him to stop thinking about it. While mu Yuan was sleeping soundly, Jack went to the nearby supermarket to buy some daily necessities and food. They were going to stay in the town for two months until mu Yuan completely quit drugs.1

As a child whose parents did not care about him since he was young, he had good cooking skills. However, mu Yuan's body was weak. When he was in Liu He, he realized that mu Yuan did not really like gourmet cuisines. He preferred to eat Myanmar cuisines or Chinese cuisines. Jack pulled out a few pages of recipes and learned how to cook according to the recipes. The amount of salt and soy sauce was good, and he did not miss a single bit of time. He actually managed to cook a pork rib corn congee and a steamed fish. He cooked two simple vegetables, of course, the vegetables were mainly potatoes and onions.

There was also a chicken in the pot. The last time he went to China's social media platform, he was weak and had to eat something to nourish his body. Everyone asked him to make chicken soup, and he really did.

It wasn't difficult to make the chicken soup. It was put in a pressure cooker with white fungus, red dates, longans, and some mushrooms. The fragrance filled the air, but it had the smell of Chinese medicine. To Jack, it was like a chemical smell. He remembered that when he was young, there was a Chinese family next door. Every time they cooked, the smell would be particularly strong. Once, when they were boiling Chinese medicine at home, his mother made a big fuss and called the police, saying that there was a chemical attack next door, but it was a mistake.

Mu Yuan was attracted by the aroma of the food. When he saw the sumptuous meal on the table, he was a little surprised. It looked so beautiful. Was it that impressive?

Then, Jack fried the steak for himself. The two of them had completely different preferences.

"You're awake, let's eat!" He beckoned mu Yuan over. Mu Yuan leaned against the door curtain and looked at him busy in the kitchen. He had an absurd feeling. He was really virtuous and virtuous.

He also knew how to cook.

It was rare to see someone who could cook well.

"So many?" A pot of porridge, a fish, and a pot of soup, two dishes, was the treatment so good? Although his appetite was not bad, it couldn't be that terrifying. There were many ingredients in this pot of chicken soup.

"Many?" Jack only ate a piece of steak and prepared a large table for mu Yuan as if he was feeding a pig. He explained,"I'm just looking at the recipe. It might not taste good. I'll make more. If it doesn't taste good, you don't have to eat it."

Mu Yuan also remembered that it was Jack's first time cooking China Food. When he was in Liu He, he always had steak, lamb chops, steak, potatoes, onions, and other food. It was rather simple. He seemed to have complained that he missed the food at home.

It looked good. He originally thought that his appetite was not too good, but he could still eat.

There were not many China tourists in this town. They were all foreigners, so naturally, there was no Chinese food. Jack was in a bad mood these few days since he was not here. He was in a bad mood and did not want to cook by himself. He always ate fast food. Finally, he could eat a meal that he liked, and his mood was better. It looked good and tasted great.

She couldn't help but praise the taste.

Jack asked,"delicious?"

"It's delicious. "

The two of them ate and had a simple conversation. They avoided the matters of their respective countries and some related international events. Recently, the problem in the South China Sea had been more serious. The relationship between the two sides was tense. Everyone's position was different, so naturally, they could not talk to avoid quarrels.

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