Trajectory 2: entangled curves

"The older I get, the more I believe that everything is for the best." Mi Bei was also calm. "Speaking of going abroad, we just talked about you going abroad too. You and Zhuge haven't seen each other for ten years. Why is that? You have known each other since childhood, so your relationship should be very deep."

Huang Cangran didn't really want to face this problem. However, from the moment Mi Bei appeared here, many things had to be faced.

Just when he was determined to explain the reason, Zhuge Qinuo's voice came from the kitchen: "Dinner is ready!"

Chengcheng and Xinxin immediately put down the remote control and toys in their hands, cheered, jumped, and ran to the dining table. Huang Cangran and Mi Bei also stood up, politely letting each other go first.

Zhuge Qinuo was serving dishes outside. The two wanted to help but were stopped by her.

"You two, one is exhausted from the journey, and the other has cooked a delicious meal, you have done a great job, just sit down."

She ordered Han Cheng and Han Xin to do things, get the bowls and chopsticks, and serve the dishes. The three of them worked in perfect harmony. The tenderness in Huang Cangran and Mi Bei's eyes was so full that it was about to overflow.

Soon, the table was filled with sumptuous dishes, including fragrant beef stewed with radish, tender steamed fish, shiny shrimps, tempting green vegetables, and colorful scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Zhuge Qinuo was still in the kitchen. Huang Cangran immediately realized that there was still a bowl of soup, so she quickly got up and went into the kitchen: "This is too hot and too heavy, let me do it." She did not refuse.

A large bowl of steaming loofah and tofu soup was served.

Huang Cangran and Mi Bei helped Zhuge Qinuo pull out the chair at the same time.

She was stunned for a moment. They sat on one side of the rectangular table, and there was a child on each side. Han Cheng sat with Huang Cangran, and Han Xin sat with Mi Bei. Zhuge Qinuo regretted very much that he didn't buy a round table when he bought the table. But fortunately, this rectangular table was not very long.

"Thank you, you two are so in sync. It's okay, you guys eat. I'll go get some drinks." She tried to ease the awkwardness with humor, and then turned around to get some drinks. When she came back, she distributed the drinks to everyone and sat down naturally at one of the short sides of the rectangular table.

Huang Cangran raised his glass first: "Comrade Zhuge Qinuo, who has always only known how to eat, cooked today. Let me toast to you first. Thank you for your hard work."

Zhuge Qinuo: "Chef Huang is the one who has worked hard. I am just showing off my skills in front of an expert."

Mi Bei also raised his glass: "Thank you for your hard work."

In order to ease the awkward atmosphere, Zhuge Qinuo looked at Huang Cangran with a smile, then looked at Mi Bei, "Mi Bei, how about you guess which dish I made?"

Chengcheng and Xinxin were about to speak when they were stopped by Zhuge Qinuo and Huang Cangran.

Mi Bei looked at Zhuge Qinuo. Her eyes were just as full of anticipation as the time when she made porridge and scrambled eggs for him when he was injured.

He smiled helplessly and pretended to be embarrassed: "Every dish looks so good? How can I connect it with the mother that Chengcheng and Xinxin talked about, who only knows how to cook noodles and egg fried rice? It's difficult for me."

After hearing what Mi Bei said, Zhuge Qinuo looked at Huang Cangran and raised his eyebrows. Although the movement was not big, he could see that he was full of arrogance and happiness. She didn't need to hide her emotions in front of him. Mi Bei couldn't help but feel a little jealous, or envious.

"Baby brother, guess it quickly!" Han Xin was eager to try, "Do you want me to tell you?"

Han Cheng kicked his foot under the table, his action was so obvious, and he said mercilessly: "Stop talking so much." His disdain was so obvious.

Mi Bei grinned and patted Han Xin's little head: "It's okay, you have to believe that your baby brother can guess it right. I have confidence in myself."

Han Xin didn't mind his brother Han Cheng's disdain, nor did he understand his beloved brother's message: "Which one?"

Mi Bei didn't hesitate and took a bite of the scrambled eggs with tomatoes with chopsticks: "This, this is what your mother cooked."

Due to Han Cheng's blood suppression, Han Xin did not dare to announce the answer, but Mi Bei could already tell from his excitement and suddenly raised eyebrows that he had answered correctly.

"Why do you feel that I burned this?" Zhuge Qinuo was curious.

"Both the beef and the fish need to be processed, I think..." Mi Bei smiled awkwardly but politely.

"What's the matter? Are you looking down on me? Why? What I'm cooking is not soup or vegetables." She was a little unconvinced.

“Maybe you can make those two, but you’re cooking here specially today, so your level can’t be reflected here.” Mi Bei explained with a smile.

In fact, he didn't say it, he had already guessed that this dish was made by her, just because eggs were used here. It can be said that he guessed completely based on his feelings, or it can be said that based on his understanding of her, scrambled eggs, egg fried rice, noodles with eggs, and dishes using eggs seemed to be her specialty.

"So, am I right?" Mi Bei asked.

Zhuge Qinuo and Huang Cangran looked at each other and both smiled. Huang Cangran gave a thumbs up, Zhuge Qinuo also gave a thumbs up, Han Cheng and Han Xin also gave a thumbs up. Han Xin also kept praising: "My dear brother is so awesome!"

"Dear brother?" Huang Cangran grasped the key point.

"We all call him Brother Mibei. When my younger brother heard it for the first time, he misheard it and heard it as Baby Brother. But it's quite cute to call him that, so we just call him that." Han Cheng explained for Huang Cangran.

"Brother Mibei, my dear brother," Huang Cangran emphasized the word "brother," "Yes, he is very cute, just as cute as our Xinxin. Only the cute Xinxin can make cute mistakes."

Han Xin was very proud to hear the praise.

Han Cheng snickered: "Uncle, if you keep praising him like this, his butt will be up in the air soon."

Han Xin refused to give in: "Uncle told me not to call you uncle. It doesn't sound nice."

Han Cheng was speechless: "Don't you call me uncle yourself? Brother Mibei also said not to call me brother?"

"Baby daddy!" Han Xin said, holding the hand of Mi Bei who was sitting next to him.

Mi Bei smiled dotingly. Zhuge Qinuo and Han Cheng were used to Han Xin's unreasonable behavior and rolled their eyes. The four of them seemed to be used to this name. Only Huang Cangran was shocked, with a turbulent heart.

Zhuge Qinuo: "Don't talk while eating."

"It doesn't matter what you call it, as long as you're happy. Let's eat." Huang Cangran came out to smooth things over, picking up the serving chopsticks and picking up the best piece of meat from the steamed fish. At the same time, Mi Bei also picked up a shrimp.

The fish and shrimp were placed in Zhuge Qinuo's bowl at the same time. Huang Cangran and Mi Bei's eyes met, then looked away in an instant. There seemed to be a hint of invisible gunpowder in the air.

Huang Cangran was the first to speak: "Nuo'er, try the fish and see if it's cooked properly. If you think it's cooked properly, give it to the children."

"So I should be the guinea pig? It looks really delicious, it should be okay, let me try it." She took the lead and forgot about the plot of the two people picking up food for her at the same time, "Yeah, it's super good, you guys eat quickly. Mibei, you should eat more, he's not called Chef Huang for nothing."

"Hmm!" Mi Bei smiled, nodded, and picked up his chopsticks.