After moving into the suite for so long, Mo Heng has never cooked before!
Unexpectedly, Mo Heng, who was going to film a movie later for the sake of the little guy, would put on an apron and prepare to cook
Mo Heng opened the refrigerator and looked at it, and told Zhang Zheng: "Don't forget to go to the vegetable market tomorrow morning to buy more vegetables, meat and so on, come back... Tangtang can't eat outside food, we have to cook by ourselves these two days here. "
Zhang Zheng: "..."
He was a little slow before asking Mo Heng: "Is it true that she can't eat Malatang? I ordered some extra dishes on purpose!"
Mo Heng took out the egg and said, "You can't eat it, you should eat it first!"
Zhang Zheng looked down at the little guy's eyes that were so greedy that he was about to cry, and tried his best to fight for the little guy: "Isn't it okay to just eat a little? First, pad your stomach..."
Mo Heng shook his head.
Reluctantly, Zhang Zheng moved Malatang a little in front of him, and explained to the kid lying on the table, staring at Malatang: "Tangtang, your brother said he won't let you eat it!"
Tangtang pursed her lips and pouted pitifully.
"It's not that I don't want to give it to you! I even ordered a little more!" Zhang Zheng whispered, "Isn't your brother not letting you..."
As he said that, he felt that the little guy was really pitiful. While Mo Heng was beating eggs, he took out his chopsticks, picked up a piece of luncheon meat, and secretly fed it to Tangtang.
The little guy's eyes lit up, and he opened his mouth wide. As soon as Zhang Zheng picked up the luncheon meat, he heard Mo Heng cough on purpose.
Zhang Zheng was taken aback, his hands shook, and the luncheon meat stained with red oil fell on the table.
Tangtang hurriedly straightened up and sat down, staring eagerly at the half piece of luncheon meat on the table, tears flowed down from the corner of her mouth unconsciously, crystal clear...
Zhang Zheng slandered why Mo Heng had eyes on his back, so he didn't dare to feed Tangtang any more, so he opened the stool and sat down, and started to eat by himself.
Zhang Zheng is still a child, but Mo Heng is not.
You can't eat this Malatang little guy, if you eat it and spoil your stomach, you'll be in trouble.
Therefore, Mo Heng seemed to be concentrating on cooking, but his eyes were actually watching Tangtang closely.
Seeing that Tangtang just propped up her little face anxiously, and tilted her head to watch Zhang Zheng eat Mala Tang, Zhang Zheng didn't follow the law, but stole it for the little guy, so he quickly scrambled an egg, cooked a small pot of millet porridge, and served it In front of Tangtang.
"Tangtang, my brother doesn't prepare any dishes here. You can eat something casually tonight, and my brother will make something delicious for you tomorrow." Mo Heng placed scrambled eggs and millet porridge in front of Tangtang.
Tangtang looked at the golden scrambled eggs and the clear yellow millet porridge, then at Zhang Zheng's Malatang, and nodded resentfully.
Mo Heng coughed dryly and expelled Zhang Zheng: "Go over there and eat, don't affect Tangtang's meal."
Zhang Zheng picked up the lunch box: "Don't you want to eat? I ordered too much, and I can't finish it all by myself!"
Mo Heng waved his hand, "Eat by yourself, I'm running out of time, after feeding Tangtang, I'll go to make up quickly."
The last thing actors like to shoot is costume dramas, because most costume dramas shoot winter scenes in summer, and summer scenes in winter. The makeup time is very long, and the headgear is close to the scalp, which is particularly painful.
When Tangtang heard that Mo Heng had no time to eat because of her, she put a spoon into the millet porridge in a sensible manner, "Brother Mo Heng doesn't need to take care of me, I can eat by myself."
Mo Heng rubbed the little guy's head and comforted her: "It's okay, brother Mo Heng is not hungry, brother Mo Heng likes to watch you eat."
(end of this chapter)