nucmednet Chapter 519: Follow Mu's Arrangements
Chapter 519: Follow Mu's Arrangements
In the cozy and bright restaurant of Jinyang Villa, warm yellow light pours down, adding a touch of warmth to the entire space.
Mu Huiying has neat silver hair and a kind smile on her face. She is busy in the kitchen with a loving look on her face. She is wearing a floral apron and moves skillfully around the stove.
On the fire, the food in the casserole was bubbling and bubbling, and the rich and mellow aroma kept wafting away, making people's appetites aroused.
The little guy Jiang Shuo was standing in front of the sink washing vegetables with great interest, standing on a small stool.
His little figure was busy by the sink, his chubby little hands fiddling with the vegetables in the water. Water droplets splashed on his pink cheeks, but he didn't care and washed even more vigorously.
Mu Huiying looked at his serious expression, her eyes narrowed into slits with joy, and she said with her mouth wide open:
"You are so capable, my dear! Later, grandma will reward you by giving you more food, all of which are your favorites."
Coleville was standing in front of a chopping board, holding a sharp knife in his hand, concentrating on killing the fish.
While processing the fish, he looked up at Jiang Shuo with admiration in his eyes, and couldn't help but praise:
"Jiang Shuo, you really look like Kate, not like Mu at all. Mu is very quiet and speaks very little.
Comparatively, I still prefer Kate. Kate is enthusiastic, warm-hearted, kind, and considerate, and I can see all of that in you."
Mu Huiying smiled and responded, "Kelaiweiler, you are great too! I can finally put my heart at ease after entrusting Youyou to you."
At this time, Youyou walked into the kitchen with a cute look on her face and brisk steps.
As soon as she came in, she saw everyone busy at work, and couldn't help but sigh and exclaim: "Oh Jiang Shuo, why are you so cute?
I wouldn't do any of these. If it weren't for Coleman's care, I would have starved to death on the street!"
When Kelaiweiler heard this, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his eyes full of pampering, and he asked with concern: "Youyou, are you hungry? I will make you your favorite fish with black beans later."
Youyou's gaze followed Coleweller's hand and just as it landed on the fish, a strong smell of blood instantly hit her nose.
Her face turned pale instantly, her stomach churned, and she began to retch uncontrollably. She covered her mouth and ran to the bathroom in a panic.
Seeing this, Coleweller hurriedly put down the fish and kitchen knife in his hands, and without even bothering to wash his bloodstained hands, he hurriedly ran towards Youyou, his eyes full of worry and concern.
Jiang Shuo looked at this chaotic scene, and his childish voice rang out: "What's the big deal? It's just a pregnancy reaction, right?
Another love-brained person, hopeless." After saying that, he shook his head helplessly like a little adult, and that look made people laugh.
Mu Huiying was frying vegetables in the wok. When she heard Jiang Shuo's words, she suddenly stopped. While frying, she turned her head in surprise and asked, "Choubao, what did you just say?"
Jiang Shuo shrugged nonchalantly and said, "Aunt Youyou is pregnant."
"Really? You stinky baby." The expression on Mu Huiying's face suddenly became complicated, showing surprise, joy, and a hint of worry.
Jiang Shuo puffed out his chest and said proudly, "I took her pulse myself for more than two months."
Mu Huiying put the cooked dishes into the plate and arranged them neatly, muttering, "This won't do. Youyou is pregnant, and her belly is getting bigger and bigger. It will be a joke if people see her.
When your grandfather gets home from get off work, we'll have to discuss this and hurry up to find an auspicious day to get them married."
After hearing this, Jiang Shuo approached his grandmother with a mischievous look and said with a smile: "Grandma, congratulations on your happy event!"
At the same time, Mu Xiaoji walked down the stairs slowly and steadily, leaning on crutches.
His eyes inadvertently swept forward, and he saw Coleville carefully supporting Youyou and walking slowly towards him from the direction of the bathroom.
Youyou's appearance made Mu Xiaoji's heart skip a beat. Her face was as pale as paper, without any blood. She seemed to have lost all her strength, and her steps were so weak that she seemed like she would fall down at any time.
Mu Xiaoji was extremely anxious and hurriedly sped up. Even though he was on crutches and had difficulty moving, he didn't care about much else and shouted anxiously, "Youyou, what's wrong with you?"
Coleville supported Youyou and walked steadily towards the dining table step by step, and gently helped her sit down.
Then, he quickly turned around, picked up the kettle on the table, poured a cup of hot water at a suitable temperature, and gently handed it to Youyou.
With eyes full of concern and heartache, he said gently and caringly: "Dear, drink some hot water to warm your stomach."
Mu Xiaoji also walked quickly to Youyou's side and sat down slowly. He first reached out his hand and carefully touched Youyou's forehead to confirm whether she had a fever.
After the touch felt normal, he pulled up Youyou's wrist and took her pulse, looking focused and serious.
Youyou panted softly, her voice was weak but she tried to make herself sound normal, and comforted: "Brother Xiaoji, I'm fine.
Just now, when I saw the fish, the blood was all over it, and the smell of blood hit me, I felt my stomach churning and I felt uncomfortable. "
The night is like a piece of soft black satin, quietly covering the entire city. The warm yellow light in the living room slowly sprinkles down, adding a bit of softness to this cozy space.
As soon as he finished speaking, a steady and familiar sound of footsteps was heard, and Dean Guo walked into the living room.
With a concerned look on his face, he glanced at everyone and asked, "Xiao Ji, Coleweiler, Youyou, are you all back?" His voice was full of the care of an elder for the younger, warm and kind.
The corners of Coleville's mouth slightly raised, revealing a polite and gentle smile, and responded: "Uncle Guo, are you off work?" That smile was like the warm sunshine in spring, warming people's hearts.
Dean Guo then noticed that Mu Xiaoji was taking Youyou's pulse. Worry immediately appeared in his eyes and he asked with concern, "Youyou, are you feeling unwell?" His eyes were fixed on Youyou, full of anxiety.
At this moment, Jiang Shuo ran out of the kitchen like a happy little deer, hugged Dean Guo's legs, and shouted excitedly: "Grandpa is back?
I helped grandma wash a lot of vegetables, and we can eat soon!" The little guy's eyes sparkled with pride.
Dean Guo immediately smiled, and that smile was like a blooming chrysanthemum. He picked up Jiang Shuo and said, "Oh, you are so well-behaved, wow..."
As he spoke, he kissed Jiang Shuo on the cheek. That intimate gesture was full of love for his grandson.
Jiang Shuo felt itchy from the kiss. He smiled, twisted his body and dodged, saying, "Grandpa, you have a scumbag!" The clear child's voice echoed in the living room, full of life and energy.
Soon, the family came to the restaurant one after another and sat around the dining table. Coleman carefully brought out the carefully cooked fish with black beans and gently placed it on the table. The black beans on the fish exuded an enticing aroma.
Afterwards, he hurriedly helped Mu Huiying to shuttle back and forth between the kitchen and the dining room, placing bowls, chopsticks and dishes. After a while, the table was filled with exquisite dishes, which were delicious and fragrant.
Mu Huiying gently put down the plate in her hand, thought for a moment, coughed lightly, and said seriously:
"Old Guo, while everyone is here, let's put whatever we want to say on the table and talk." She glanced at everyone, her tone solemn.
Mu Xiaoji picked up a piece of fresh vegetables with chopsticks and put it into Jiang Shuo's bowl, while responding with a smile:
"Okay, Mom, just tell us whatever you want to say. We're all listening." The action was natural and full of love, fully demonstrating her love for her son.
Dean Guo had a relaxed smile on his face, waved his hand, and said nonchalantly: "Your mother is always worried. Tell me, what do you want to arrange?"
His tone was full of doting on his wife. Although he said so, his eyes were serious.
Mu Huiying scooped a bowl of steaming hot soup, gently placed it in front of Dean Guo, and said slowly: "Old Guo, Youyou is pregnant.
As parents, we can't let our children suffer any injustice, right?" Her eyes were full of love and concern, and she looked at Youyou as if she were looking at a rare treasure.
When Dean Guo heard this, his eyes widened instantly, his face was full of surprise, and he asked in disbelief: "Youyou, are you pregnant?" His voice unconsciously rose a few degrees, full of joy.
Jiang Shuo's mouth was filled with greasy meat, his cheeks bulging like a cute little hamster. While chewing, he said proudly:
"Aunt Youyou is pregnant. I found out by taking her pulse." He looked so proud, with a look of pride on his face.
The smile on Dean Guo's face became brighter and brighter, and he said happily: "Really? Choubao is really good." He looked at Jiang Shuo, his eyes full of admiration and satisfaction.
Mu Xiaoji took a piece of fresh fish meat with a doting look on his face, put it into Jiang Shuo's bowl and said, "You are the best, you are amazing, okay?
Why don't you learn from your little daddy and keep a low profile?" Although his tone was teasing, the love in his eyes could not be hidden.
Jiang Shuo scratched his head embarrassedly, chuckled and said, "I know, Dad, keep a low profile." That innocent smile melted people's hearts.
Dean Guo looked at the father and son with a kind smile on his face and tenderness in his eyes.
Mu Huiying's expression became serious and earnest, and she said seriously: "What I mean is that since they both love each other,
Why don't we find an auspicious day to hold a formal wedding for them and witness their marriage milestone together." Her eyes shuttled back and forth between Youyou and Kelaiweiler, full of blessings.
Mu Xiaoji raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said jokingly, "It's only natural. You know, Youyou couldn't hold back and wanted to marry herself off!
She asked me at the high-speed railway station to prepare a large sum of money and to arrange it for her in a grand manner!" His words caused everyone to laugh.
Youyou’s cheeks flushed slightly, and she said in a somewhat hypocritical tone: “Brother Xiaoji, you are distorting the facts.
It was Coleman who said she wanted to marry me." She gently took Coleman's arm, her eyes full of happiness.
Coleville laughed heartily and said, "Yes, that's what I said. You are my little sun, and I will only revolve around you forever."
The look in his eyes when he looked at Youyou was full of affection, as if there were only the two of them in the world.
Mu Xiaoji showed a faint smile on his face, looked at Coleweller and asked, "Coleweller, you should know that you are also a favorite of the Winston family. Don't you feel wronged to marry Youyou?"
There was a hint of inquiry in his eyes, trying to find out what Coleville really thought.
With a happy smile on his face, Coleman said firmly: “No, the concept of happiness lies in oneself;
As long as I feel happy, other people's opinions are not important. Youyou told me that if she is happy, I am happy." He held Youyou's hand tightly, as if he was holding the whole world.
Mu Xiaoji nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, I will buy you a villa in Xinyuan Mingji and fulfill Mu's mother's dream of marrying her daughter as soon as possible."
There was unquestionable firmness in his tone. He wanted to give Youyou the best and didn't want Coleville to come from afar and put himself in a difficult position.
Coleville quickly waved his hands and refused: "No, no, no, we have a good house in Hongxing Community, so let's keep the money for real business!" There was sincerity in his eyes, making people feel his simplicity.
Mu Xiaoji smiled and said, "Well, I'll keep this account. The banquet cannot be saved. Later, I will notify the patriarch of the Winston family to come and witness your wedding.
You two... just wait to be the bride and groom!" His eyes were full of importance attached to this wedding.
Coleville nodded and said, "Okay, I'll follow Mu's arrangements." There was some gratitude in his voice, grateful for the care and concern that Mu Xiaoji's family had shown them.