Admiral, Hello

"Who cooks? Those two girls don't look like they can cook. The skin on their hands is delicate and delicate. At first glance, they are those young ladies who are well maintained. Son, do you think they can cook? Be careful not to order at home. It's done." Xiao Yuhang's mother shook her head and said.

"Uh... My mother, it won't, it won't. Beizhai can't cook, and she doesn't make it. It's Missouri. She plans to make burgers and French fries for us." Xiao Yuhang told himself Said his parents.

　　 "How do I make hamburgers if I don't have an oven at home?" Xiao Yuhang's mother asked.

　　 "Beat the bread in a microwave oven, and then fry eggs and bacon in a pan." Xiao Yuhang recalled Missouri's previous actions and said to his mother.

"Oh."

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　　 "Admiral, you are back! Good aunt! Good uncle!" Missouri saw the admiral and his party and greeted them quickly.

　　 "The little girl is very polite! Hello, hello." Xiao Yuhang's father stretched out his hand and said to Missouri.

Missouri shook it lightly, then pointed to the dinner prepared on the table and said with a smile to Xiao Yuhang's mother: "Auntie, these are the burgers and French fries I just made, as well as fried eggs and bacon. Although I I know that it may not be as delicious as yours, but I still want you to taste it."

Xiao Yuhang also hurriedly said to the side: "My mother, you can try Missouri's cooking! People see that you are very hard to cook for us every day, so today I decided to cook for you. Maybe you didn't cook it. There are so many, and it’s not as delicious as what you make, but where is the heart of others! How do you taste it?"

　　 When my son said so, Xiao Yuhang's mother nodded. She picked up a piece of bacon with chopsticks and put it in her mouth to chew for a while, and then said to Missouri: "Missouri... Isn't it? Your bacon is a bit tender. You should fry it for a while and it will taste just right."

　　 Then, without waiting for Missouri to speak, he used chopsticks to put a bit on every food and tasted it and said to Missouri: "The level is not bad. My son will not be hungry with you."

　　 Hearing her admiral's mother praised herself so much, Missouri's heart burst into laughter. But she still humbled her face and said to her admiral's mother: "Auntie, you have a good reputation! My level is just average, incomparable to the level of your four-star restaurant chef."

　　 "Where is the level of a four-star chef? They are all talking nonsense. I'm at an average level, how can I be so good?" Xiao Yuhang's mother was obviously very useful, she said to Missouri with a smile.

　　 "No, no, no, according to my memory, among our ship mothers, the craftsmanship of Yixian and Lexington is comparable to yours." Missouri continued to praise.

　　 Faced with Missouri's flattery, Xiao Yuhang's mother knew her intentions, but she was still very useful in her heart. She nodded to Missouri with a big smile, then took a few pieces of bacon and finished eating, took up a paper towel and wiped her mouth and said, "Miss Missouri, you and Miss Tirbitz, and the ladies who will come later. I know. But my attitude towards what you think is neither support nor opposition. After all, my family and I have been educated in a more traditional way since childhood, so I don’t have anything between you and my son. Will continue to talk about it."

"My mother, what are you...?" Xiao Yuhang looked at his mother with a dumb look, wondering why she suddenly hated her behavior of stepping on N boats yesterday. It's like changing individuals.

"Your brother Tianye called me today and talked with me for a long time. He will call you later at about 8 or 9 o'clock in the evening. Anyway, I am The matter between you is in this attitude now. But Xiao Yuhang, let me tell you, after the contact these days, I don’t care what the game setting means. I only know that the two girls, Tirbitz and Missouri, are both Very good girl, if you let me know that you have done something sorry for them, then don't blame me for letting your dad educate you!" Xiao Yuhang's mother warned her son.

　　‘O(╥﹏╥)o. . . my mother. . . How about you. How many days have passed since then? You don't care about your son if you have a daughter-in-law? Xiao Yuhang whispered secretly in his heart, and said to his mother with a smiley face: "Uh...My mother, don't worry about this, I will never! I can’t take care of them, so how could it be bad for them? What? Don’t talk about you, don’t forget that mysterious old crumbly old man may be staring at me like some eighteen-year-old woman!"

　　 Xiao Yuhang’s mother stared at her son with a scrutiny gaze, and nodded to him after a while and said, "Well, I hope you do what you say."

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　　 After eating, Xiao Yuhang's mother was cleaning up the dishes. Xiao Yuhang and his two navy girls squatted in the room.

　　 "Beijing, this time I'm walking in front of you!" Missouri looked down at Tirbitz who was drawing something on the drawing book~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and said to her proudly.

　　 "Oh." Tirbitz looked up at her, said a word blankly, then lowered his head and continued to draw on the drawing book.

　　 "Beijing, the admiral's mother praised me, indicating that I was one step closer to being pushed to the admiral!" Missouri continued.

　　 "Oh." Tirbitz continued to look up and said blankly.

　　 Missouriton felt strange, and after thinking about it, she leaned over to see what Tirbitz had drawn on the drawing book.

　　 In the painting book, Tirbitz is carefully using a brush to depict a person in an admiral's suit.

　　 No surprise, it must be their admiral.

　　 "Bei Zhai Bei Zhai, you just paint the admiral, don't you go to help the admiral? Do you think you can't compete with me and plan to give up?" Missouri asked Tirbitz.

　　 "Oh, maybe." Tirbitz said lightly.

　　 Missouri was suddenly surprised. How could Tirbitz, who had been battling her to death, be so quiet now? Could it be that. . . Did she give up?

　　 Thinking of this, Missouri reached out and took Tirbitz's painting book away. She asked Tirbitz, who looked up at her suspiciously: "Beizhai, are you really going to give up? When you don't help the admiral to make money, I can help! By then, you will be in the admiral. The status in your heart is getting lower and lower, don't blame me!"

　　 After being disturbed by Missouri to paint the admiral again and again, Tirbitz was already a little angry. At this time, I heard Missouri provoking her so much. I couldn’t help but took out a plastic card from her ship’s space and threw it in front of Missouri, saying: "Whatever you say Missouri, but we were the first to get it. This one is me."