Chapter 882

Because of a cup of tea, mother and daughter have a common topic.

No matter how you say it, Mu Min is a lady of everyone, and she knows tea very well. Qin Xi is also unambiguous. After all, she was born in Changcha Township, so she still has a certain understanding of tea.

Seeing that the mother and daughter are getting acquainted gradually, Mu Tianzheng, Qi Xiong, and Han Shi all looked at each other, and secretly relaxed their hearts.

"You're hungry, I'll go get some supper." Han Shi looked at the time, stood up and said with a smile, "Is there anything you want to eat in particular?"

Mu Min was surprised, "I didn't expect that Ash could cook, you can cook whatever you want, we are not picky eaters."

Obviously, Mu Min is very satisfied with this son-in-law.

She was satisfied, but Mu Tianzheng was not.

"Isn't it right to know how to cook? I knew how to cook when I was young. Today's young people call cooked rice rice, which has no technical content at all, hmph."

Mu Min scolded, "Dad, what age were you guys in? It's good to be able to eat. Eight people eat a bun, how can you cook?"

"Why not?"

Mr. Mu is also a master who refuses to admit defeat. Hearing what my daughter said, he quickly defended, "I made a big pot of rice at that time, and the big pot of rice looks simple, but it is actually very difficult. Ask him if he will?"

Mu Min murmured softly, "That big pot of rice is just cooking seven or eight kinds of vegetables in one pot, who wouldn't make a fuss about it."

Qin Xi inserted the knife at the right time, "My mother-in-law is a descendant of the royal chef."

Mr. Mu choked up suddenly, a little unconvinced, "What about the descendants, the descendants may not have that talent."

Mu Min looked at him sideways, "Dad, are you not hungry, I can ask Ash to cook less."

Mu Tianzheng, "." Take a deep breath, this is dear!

Seeing that the old man was devastated, Han Shi didn't take pleasure in his misfortune, but said, "I happen to know a few medicinal meals suitable for the elderly, and I will invite some of you to taste it when I make it later."

Mu Min frowned, "medicated diet? Isn't it true that pregnant women can't eat medicinal diet?"

"Don't worry, Aunt Min, I'll make another one for Xixi. She just said she's greedy for pig's feet, so I'll get her some." Han Shi's voice was pampering.

Mu Min nodded reassuringly, "Oh that's good, Ashi, you can go! Don't make too much, we are not particularly hungry!"

"I'll help!" Qi Xiong freed up space for the family to get together.

Mu Min looked at Qin Xi's stomach, and asked cautiously and expectantly, "Can I touch it?"

Qin Xi stretched his stomach, "Of course."

Mu Min stretched out her hand to touch Qin Xi's slightly protruding belly, and the soft touch made her eyes turn red, "That's great! How many months? When did you give birth?"

"It's been more than five months, and now I can hear the fetal movement." Qin Xi rubbed his belly and said with a smile.

"Ah? Really? Can I hear it?" Although Mu Min was pregnant, twenty years have passed, and her memory of that period is a little fuzzy.

Qin Xi nodded, and Mu Min sat next to Qin Xi, leaning her ear on her stomach, and was pushed twice as soon as she lay on her stomach.

She exclaimed excitedly, and pointed at Qin Xi's stomach, "He kicked me, I felt he kicked me."

"I can feel it too."

Qin Xi rubbed his stomach and said with a smile, "Well, whenever someone approaches, he is very active, as if he knows you are greeting him."

"Really? I want to try too."

Mu Tianzheng couldn't sit still anymore, and really wanted to interact with his great-granddaughter. Although touching her granddaughter's belly was a little awkward, he really wanted to try it.

Qin Xi smiled and waved, "Come here."

Mu Tianzheng walked over immediately, Qin Xi's stomach was bulging before the thugs touched it.