The afterglow of the setting sun was still shining lazily, shrouded with Xie Zhiwu and cookies. Xie Zhiwu couldn't help but raised his eyes to look in the direction of the sound. When he stood up, there was even a momentary blank in front of him.
I haven't eaten anything for a day, and when I staggered, what floated in front of me was the table of food prepared by the little servant.
Ella, who was calling enthusiastically across a row of fences, screamed when she saw her swaying appearance, and stepped over the obstacles and got in front of her in three or two steps.
"Baby, no four?!"
Xie Zhiwu was full of black lines.
If the person in front of her was too panicked, or if she knew her Chinese proficiency, she would really be crying for this classic greeting.
"Ella, I'm fine."
Xie Zhiwu held Ella's arm backhand and signaled that she was really okay. It's just that I still feel a little awkward when addressing each other. After all, he is an elder, even if he is approachable, he still has to be civilized and polite. Just thinking of her heartbroken look when she called her Auntie, Xie Zhiwu gave up the idea of being a child.
"Au... Ella, where's Uncle Mo?" Xie Zhiwu immediately changed his mouth with a guilty conscience.
Ella is the mother of Mo Jingyao and Mo Jingshun, and the wife of Uncle Mo. Chinese-American, grew up in ABC, although he is very interested in everything about China, but his Chinese level is always fluctuating like a ball in a swimming pool. It is said that what she hates most in her life is garlic and her Chinese name, so until now Xie Zhiwu doesn't know what her name is.
"You don't Uncle, he still has something to deal with. We heard about your accident as soon as we got off the plane, and I can't wait to come back to see you first." Then, Ella smiled proudly, asking for praise. "Can't wait, am I using it, right? Okay?"
Xie Zhiwu nodded with a smile.
Seeing her pale little face, Ella reached out and pulled her up from the ground, "Let's go, go home with Ella, Ella will cook you a lot of delicious food in the evening!"
Ella was a person who did what he said. He dismissed several servants as soon as he entered the house, changed his house clothes and put on an apron and went into the kitchen. Her craftsmanship is so good that even the picky Mo family fathers and sons are full of praise, but there are servants in the family. While running around with Mo Uncle, she is too lazy to mess with the kitchen things, so there is no chance except for the holidays. Show your skills.
Now that Ella can show her cooking skills for herself, Xie Zhiwu certainly feels that she has earned it. You know, her mother's terrible cooking skills are nothing compared to AuntieElla.
Thinking of Brigitte Lin brandishing a shovel full of smoke and tossing for a few hours, Xie Zhiwu's stomach felt acid regurgitation.
So her dad can swallow the legendary "reward of love".
Xie Zhiwu was pressed on the sofa by Ella and watched the TV in all kinds of boredom. After pressing the remote control N times, she finally got up and went to the kitchen. In the kitchen, Ella was holding a carrot and caring carefully. With flowers.
"Au... Well, let me help you."
Ella looked back and saw that it was her, and her pretty brows wrinkled, "Baby, why did you come in when you were asked to rest? Don't worry, leave it to Ella, the kitchen is our women's world!"
Xie Zhiwu was embarrassed instantly when he heard this.
Ella didn't realize that there was anything wrong with her words. She dug another hole in the turnip, turned around and saw Xie Zhiwu hadn't left yet, so she had to point at something like "I really can't help you". Cucumber on one side, "Now, seeing you are so bored, take it and help me carve it."
Xie Zhiwu burst into tears. She thought she was one of the few girls who could cook in these years, but unexpectedly, she was still far behind. It turns out that cucumbers and radishes have to be carved into the shape of a seven-star hotel in addition to being used for stir-frying and cold dressing.
"Well, I'd better go back to watch TV, the cartoon just now was pretty good, ha, ha ha, ha ha ha..."
While she was talking, she retreated with a guilty conscience. Ella shook her head indifferently and smiled. The flying knife in her hand still tortured the poor carrot, "Animation, so young..."
When the food was set, Mo Yan happened to be home. Ella's sweet and greasy Hani already made Xie Zhiwu, who pretended to be calm, tremble three times.
The two couples of Xie Mo's family are always so good, although the way of expression is somewhat different. This makes Xie Zhiwu very envious. No matter what a person pursues, what he hopes for in his whole life is nothing more than a lifetime of peace and good. She also hopes that in the future, no matter who that person is, whether he is what she thinks at the moment, she will be like her parents and Mo Shu Ella, many, many years later, she will still have this beauty.
Xie Zhiwu thought in a daze. Uncle Mo and Ella had already ended a long kiss over there.
"Little girl, are you scared?"
Mo Yan embraced Ella and walked to her, and asked with a smile, while reaching out and squeezing a piece of ribs into his mouth. Ella slapped his hand angrily, "It's dirty!"
Hearing the words, Mo Yan lowered his head and took a bite on his wife's white cheek.
Xie Zhiwu turned his head a little blushing, "Uncle Mo, it's not as exaggerated as they said."
"Huh? It's not so exaggerated, but the girl is still scared?" Mo Yan frowned dissatisfied, and then pulled a smile as if thinking of something, "How did you tell you, call me UncleJoy, UncleJoy."
Xie Zhiwu saw a row of crows flying above his head.
"Mo... UncleJoy, didn't you say that you stayed there for a long time? Why did you suddenly come back?" The three people walked to the table one by one, and Xie Zhiwu asked curiously.
Mom and Dad went to Canada with Uncle Mo and the others. Now that Uncle Mo and Ella are back, what about their parents
Mo Yan raised the chopsticks on the table and filled the small plates in front of Xie Zhiwu before he replied, "There are some things to be dealt with here. Your parents are still there and haven't come back together. Don't worry, yours. I told them about the matter, and they estimate that they will be back soon."
Xie Zhiwu shook his head, "No need, there is nothing serious about it, it's a lot of trouble to run around."
In fact, all she had in her mind was the appearance of Brigitte Lin crying and shaking her after seeing her.
It's horrified when I think about it.
Mo Jingshun took the song of thanks and entered the door as soon as a few people were talking. When he saw Uncle Mo, he cried out "Dad" in a proper manner. When he turned his head to see Ella, he immediately squeezed to the front like a coquettish.
"Mom, you are partial! You only cook for Dad!"
Mo Jingshun complained truthfully and falsely, but Mo Yan pouted at Xie Zhiwu proudly, "How can I be able to do this, your mother did it for the little girl, and you and I are all in touch."
Xie Zhiwu chuckled, and when he turned his face to see Zhi Song standing beside him stupidly, he said to her, "Sister, come sit down and Ella will cook by herself."
The family of three seemed to realize the existence of Xie Zhige at this moment, and Mo Yan and Ella hurriedly greeted, "Oh Zhigeer, hurry up, your child is always so quiet, hurry up to be there."
Xie Zhige blushed and whispered "Uncle Mo, Aunt Mo", and sat down beside Xie Zhiwu obediently.
Seeing the restrained appearance of Xie Zhige, Mo Jingshun laughed out loud, "Baby, what are you afraid of? Anyway, you are going to marry our house sooner or later. You learn to dance, and you look like a city wall with a thick-skinned face. Who was she afraid of."
As soon as Xie Zhiwu was about to get angry, Ella watched Mo Jingshun dissatisfiedly and said, "Son, girls are shy, you don't understand, how can you talk about such serious topics so casually."
Mo Jingshun was about to refute, and Mo Yan slapped him on the back of the head again, "Say it! What a thick skin, what do you know, this girl is not hypocritical, you have to give birth to a girl like this!" To be continued) (End of this chapter)