Chapter 737
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How much vinegar did he pour in?
Did he not need to pay for it?
Ye Hao was on the verge of tears from the sourness. He gulped down a few mouthfuls of warm water. His throat felt sore and he coughed.
Mo Boyuan's movements were still quite calm. He took a few sips of water and finally looked at a certain little person.
When Little Ning Ning felt that familiar gaze, he restrained his snickering expression and quickly returned to an innocent expression.
Heh.
This little fox's black-bellied level was inherited from his father, the old fox!
Of course, Mo Boyuan did not expose his son. He coughed.
"I can't eat these anymore."
The salty ones were too salty and the sour ones were too sour.
"Director Mo, what should we do?"
Mo Boyuan looked around and saw the bag of apples that Ye Hao and his son had sent over last night.
"That!"
Ye Hao looked over.
"Isn't that an apple? Are we going to eat this for breakfast? "
Mo Boyuan had already stood up and glanced at Ye Hao.
"Teacher Ye, you can choose not to eat it."
Not eat it?
How could that be?
Apples it was. It was better than going hungry.
However, eating apples on an empty stomach in the morning was definitely not a good idea.
Mo Boyuan had already taken the bag of apples to the kitchen. Ye Hao quickly followed.
As for making food, Ye Hao completely gave up on doing it himself.
He might as well follow Director Mo with a good attitude. He could at least get some soup, right?
Seeing that the two adults had left, the two children naturally followed them eagerly.
At this time, the one who had food was the boss!
Mo Boyuan took out the apples from the bag and rinsed them one by one. He did not forget to instruct Ye Hao to wash the pot.
They were all adults. How could they not work and eat for free?
Dream on!
After Ye Hao finished washing the pot, Mo Boyuan cut all the apples into pieces. He measured them in a bowl and added a few bowls of water into the pot. At the same time, he poured the sliced apples into a plate and covered the pot.
Ye Hao frowned and said in a low voice,
"Director Mo, I think you need to wait for the water to boil before you put in the fruit."
Mo Boyuan subconsciously paused. Ye Hao naturally did not notice anything. A certain man would not admit that he had made a mistake.
"You know how to do it? You do it!"
"Forget it. Is my place okay?" He waved his hand.
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