Transmigrating into the Reborn Male Lead’s Ex-Boyfriend

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After sprinkling dog food on the ground, Xiao Yuanmu took Song Xuanhe to visit the other floors, until everyone in the company knew that the boss had a lover and the relationship was very stable, the two people Shi Shiran walked out of the office building.

We went to the supermarket to buy vegetables together, and changed shoes when Xiao Huang was greeted. Xiao Yuanmu rolled up his sleeves and carried the things bought from the supermarket and said, "It takes about 30 minutes to cook. If you are hungry, you can eat some first. fruit."

Song Xuanhe agreed and looked up to see Xiao Yuanmu's back walking towards the kitchen, which seemed to be thinner than before.

Without thinking, he called out, "Xiao Yuanmu."

Xiao Yuanmu paused, turned his head to look at him, and motioned that he had something to say.

Song Xuanhe walked to him, took one of the food bags in his hand, and said, "I'll be with you."

"it is good."

The two entered the kitchen one after the other. Xiao Yuanmu took out the food in the shopping bag one by one, and put the dishes he would eat today on the cooking table, and then put the other dishes in the refrigerator.

"What should I do."

Song Xuanhe stood aside, handed two tomatoes to Xiao Yuanmu, and then asked.

"These two tomatoes will be used later." Xiao Yuanmu took the tomatoes from Song Xuanhe and put them back on the cooking table.

Song Xuan gave a clear cough, glanced across the cooking table, and saw the two boxes of eggs on it, and said, "You haven't put the eggs in the refrigerator yet, I will help you collect them."

"You don't need to put the eggs..." Xiao Yuanmu met his expectant eyes, paused halfway through, and said, "Thank you."

Finally found a job, Song Xuanhe carefully put the eggs into the egg storage box one by one. Not only did they stack them neatly, but also followed the principle of starting from big to small. Putting the eggs away, he looked at Xiao Yuan again. Mu, asked: "Are there any other dishes to collect?"

"No..." Xiao Yuanmu glanced at the talent on the cooking table, and calmly changed his words: "The only things that don't need to be collected are beef and celery. You can put the rest in the refrigerator."

Song Xuanhe hurriedly sorted it out, Xiao Yuanmu saw his enthusiastic appearance, turned around to cook the rice, and began to process the beef.

"Xiao Yuanmu." Song Xuanhe finished cleaning the refrigerator, and said, "Do you still need my help?"

Xiao Yuanmu's hands were cutting vegetables, and he said, "Can you help me get two eggs out of the refrigerator?"

Song Xuanhe immediately helped him take two, and asked by the way, "Do you need me to knock you open into the bowl?"

"You can take two bowls at will and separate the egg whites from the yolks."

Song Xuanhe took out two small transparent bowls from the cupboard. After placing them, he picked up an egg. Thinking of the mother's actions in his memory, he knocked it from the edge of the bowl and knocked it lightly. A gap was opened in the middle of the egg. The corner of the mouth was hooked, and the fingers were pinched apart, and the liquid of the whole egg slipped into the bowl.

"What do you think of my egg beating?"

Xiao Yuanmu turned his eyes to look, and saw Huang Tongtong's egg yolk and its integrated egg white. He paused and said, "That's right."

After receiving praise, Song Xuanhe was encouraged. He took out another egg and knocked it open. When he broke the eggshell again, something flashed in his mind. After a meal, he frowned and asked, "Did you just ask me to put the egg white and egg yolk? separate."

"No." Xiao Yuanmu looked calm and calm: "I will let you beat two eggs and mix them together. I will scramble the tomatoes and eggs later."

Looking at the two bowls placed side by side on the cooking table, Song Xuanhe always felt that something was wrong. After thinking about it for a while, he couldn't remember what was wrong, so he turned his head and asked Xiao Yuanmu: "Then why should I take two? bowl?"

Xiao Yuanmu took the other bowl beside him and said, "I want to put beef."

Seeing the beef that had been cut in the bowl and was being marinated in the seasoning by Xiao Yuanmu at this time, Song Xuan and his mind flashed, and the memory that had just been forgotten returned instantly.

He glanced at Xiao Yuanmu, Xiao Yuanmu said, "Can you help me get the asparagus and shrimp in the refrigerator?"

"Okay." Song Xuanhe swallowed what he said before turning around to help Xiao Yuanmu get something.

Xiao Yuanmu accepted the thanks, and then said: "Do you know how to chop vegetables?"

"Of course." Song Xuanhe thought of the way his mother cut vegetables when he was a child, and said, "This is easy."

Xiao Yuanmu raised his eyebrows, handed the asparagus to Song Xuanhe, and said, "You wash the asparagus, and then cut it into equal lengths."

Song Xuanhe washed the asparagus with water, took another cutting board, and carefully sliced ​​it.

Xiao Yuanmu took a moment to glance, and saw that he was awkwardly pressing the food a little bit and cutting it to length, his mouth bends.

After Song Xuanhe finished cutting the vegetables, Xiao Yuanmu said again, "Can you help me get the potatoes and onions from the refrigerator?"

Song Xuanhe just washed his hands and turned around to take it after hearing the words. However, he paused after opening the refrigerator and turned to ask Xiao Yuanmu: "I found out that the things you let me take are the things you just let me put in. ."

"Yes." Xiao Yuanmu said: "Even if it's only ten minutes, the refrigerator can preserve their freshness. Isn't it tiring to keep you holding things?"

Song Xuanhe pursed his lips, took out the potatoes and onions Xiao Yuanmu wanted, put them next to him, and whispered, "Is there anyone else who needs my help?"

"Xiao Huang's lunch, you can help him prepare."

"Okay." Song Xuanhe nodded, took out the dog food from the cupboard, and turned around out of the kitchen.

Xiao Huang, who was playing the ball, saw him and ran over with the ball in excitement. Song Xuanhe rubbed his head and said, "After eating, play again after eating."

Help Xiao Huang prepare lunch, Song Xuanhe just sat next to it and saw him eating.

Xiao Yuanmu's voice came from the kitchen and asked him: "Can you try the taste for me?"

Song Xuanhe paused, got up and went back to the kitchen. Xiao Yuanmu picked up a piece of beef and blew it before handing it to his mouth. As soon as Song Xuanhe ate it, Xiao Yuanmu's kiss fell on his lips. Smiled: "Thank you."

"Thank you?" Song Xuanhe swallowed the meat in his mouth and asked.

"Helped me a lot."

"Before I was doing a disservice." Song Xuanhe said, "Originally you only needed to do it for 30 minutes, but now it has been 30 minutes and you haven't done it well because I wasted time."

"It's not you who wasted my time." Xiao Yuanmu turned off the fire, turned to look at Song Xuanhe, and watched him seriously: "It's because you are here. For the first time, I think cooking is a joy. The thing is that I slowed down the progress myself."

Song Xuan and Tongren trembled, and the tips of their ears became a little red. He looked away and asked, "Then why did you let me leave just now."

Xiao Yuanmu: "I'm worried you are bored."

"I..." Song Xuanhe pursed his lips: "I'm not bored."

"Then next time you cook, will you continue to help me?"

"Yeah." Song Xuanhe looked erratic, and said, "The beef tastes good, you can serve it out."

Xiao Yuanmu licked his lips, took out the beef in the pot, handed it to Song Xuan and let him take it out.

Although the cooperation between the two was not tacit, but at any rate they cooked lunch in 40 minutes and sat in the dining room.

Xiao Huang had finished eating. At this time, he coveted the food on the table and screamed coquettishly, but none of the two on the table noticed it.

"Why do you cook so well?"

Halfway through the meal, Song Xuanhe asked what he had always wanted to ask.

"When I was young, I often helped in the kitchen." Xiao Yuanmu said: "At that time, there was an old man with good cooking skills in our courtyard. He liked to let me help him wash and choose dishes. I stayed in the kitchen more than others. It feels a bit too much."

"When I was young?" Song Xuan and frowned: "How young?"

"Four or five years old." Xiao Yuanmu said: "After my last pair of adoptive parents sent me back to the orphanage."

Thinking of Xiao Yuanmu's bumpy childhood in the book, Song Xuan tightened his hand holding the chopsticks and pretended to say casually, "Have you been adopted by many people when you were a kid?"

"Well, three couples." Xiao Yuanmu said lightly: "Among them, there is a husband of the same sex. I heard the dean said that they were very good to me, but I died in a car accident when I was two years old."

Song Xuanhe asked: "Where are the others?"

"They both had their own children later." Xiao Yuanmu's tone was light and calm.

Song Xuanhe hummed and changed the subject: "Then how long have you been cooking with the old gentleman in the kitchen? It seems that you have been very patient since you were a child. It is difficult for ordinary children to stay in the kitchen for a long time. "

"Seven years." Xiao Yuanmu said, "until the old gentleman passed away."

Song Xuan was taken aback: "Has he passed away?"

"I passed away when I was twelve years old." A trace of nostalgia crossed Xiao Yuanmu's eyes.

Seeing Xiao Yuanmu's expression, Song Xuanhe asked, "He should be nice to you, right?"

"The other children felt that they could steal food by helping in the kitchen, so they rushed to come to the kitchen. He took everyone in, but the requirements were strict. Anything that did not meet his requirements must be punished." Xiao Yuan A smile crossed Mu's face: "The punishment is to memorize the recipe. Those children had to leave because of that recipe. Only I kept it because of a good memory."

Xiao Yuanmu just said a trivial matter, but Song Xuanhe could hear his nostalgia for the old gentleman and the old gentleman's preference and care for him, seeing a trace of melancholy in his eyes, Song Xuanhe asked: "Do you miss him?"

"No." Xiao Yuanmu's eyes were calm, he said: "I have no regrets with him, I don't need to miss it."

Song Xuanhe's gaze fell on Xiao Yuanmu's expression that was so calm that he couldn't see any emotions. After a while, he turned away, and seemed to ask casually, "How is there no regret for you?"

"If you don't regret meeting, you can separate peacefully, just without regret."

Song Xuanhe blinked and said, "All separations can be regarded as peaceful separations. After all, no matter how unsettled at the time, you will always calm down when time passes."