Chapter 734
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The father and son carried the food back to the house almost at the same time. There was a small table in the room, which was probably specially prepared for eating.
The father and son sat facing each other.
"Do you want vinegar?"
"Yes!"
He took the bottle of vinegar and poured it into the two bowls.
In fact, he had already controlled it very well. He didn't pour much into the bowls.
However, as a man who had never cooked before, he naturally didn't know that only a few drops of vinegar were needed. The amount he poured just now was enough to cover the bottle. It was extremely sour.
Neither father nor son knew. After pouring the vinegar, Mo Boyuan first peeled a shrimp for his son.
"Eat."
"Thank you, Daddy. Daddy is so nice ~"
Heh, as if I'd believe a little liar like you.
Daddy is nice when there's food. Daddy is usually bad!
You're really a winter melon on the wall.
The little one chewed a few times. He felt that it was different from what he usually ate, but he couldn't tell what it was.
"Daddy, you eat." He directly grabbed a shrimp and put it into his father's bowl.
Mo Boyuan's eyelids twitched. He wanted to reprimand his son, but when he saw his son's sparkling eyes, he swallowed the reprimand back down.
He skillfully peeled the shrimp and stuffed it into his mouth.
Fortunately, the shrimp was relatively fresh. Otherwise, the fishy smell would be even stronger.
From the beginning to the end, he seemed to have forgotten to add salt, right?
He also didn't prepare a dipping dish or anything.
The large stalk of ginger that was thrown into the pot at the beginning was still useful. At least, it suppressed a large part of the fishy smell.
He got used to it after chewing a few times. It was better than nothing!
Moreover, the shrimp was very fresh. There was no flavor added, which made it even more authentic.
However, at this moment, Little Shitou's voice sounded from outside the door.
"Uncle Mo, Little Brother Ning Ning ~"
Hearing the voice, the little one quickly turned to look outside the door.
"Brother Shitou." He waved and shouted.
"Good morning, Uncle Ye."
"Good morning, Little Ning Ning."
Ye Hao had his hands in his pockets, but Little Shitou wasn't so idle. He came in with something in his hands.
After entering, Ye Hao's surprised face.
"Director Mo, you've all eaten?"
Mo Boyuan's mouth twitched.
"You haven't eaten?" He asked.
Ye Hao started coughing...
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