He Is Warmer Than Time

In fact, she wants Mu Mian to buy a higher-end house, a house with floor heating, she can also afford it, but she has learned the quality of diligence and thrift from her parents.

Tang Ji'an tucked the quilt for her: "The flower is the flower."

Mu Mian chuckled, "Okay, I will learn how to be extravagant and wasteful in the future from Tang Vice Yuan."

"You can be extravagant, I have money anyway."

Mu Mian pulled his hand: "It feels good to be covered by rich people."

There was a knock on the door, Mu Mian quickly let go of Tang Ji'an's hand, Tang Ji'an walked over and opened the door to Cao Feng.

Cao Feng behaved somewhat cautiously: "Vice President Tang, just go to work if you have anything, I will take care of Mianmian."

Mu Mian smiled and said, "Mom, today is New Year's Day, what can he do?"

Cao Feng smiled awkwardly.

Tang Ji'an looked kind and said: "Because it is the Chinese New Year, I let Aunt Lin and Uncle Liu take a few days off, and I will cook lunch for you."

Cao Feng said quickly: "I'll come, I'll come."

Tang Ji'an smiled: "I'll do it, Auntie, you can accompany Mu Mian."

After speaking, he walked out of the room, went downstairs, and walked into the kitchen. Looking at the vegetables and meat that Aunt Lin had stored in the cabinet, he suddenly had a headache.

He got out of the kitchen, took a notebook and pen, walked into the hall, and called Aunt Lin's house.

"Aunt Lin, teach me some dishes orally, I need to deal with it."

Aunt Lin on the other end was surprised: "Huh? Have you come here? I'll cook for you in the past?"

"No, you can tell me a few dishes that are easier to control, and I will cook it myself."

"It's okay, there's nothing wrong in my house, I'll do it for you in the past."

Tang Ji'an stretched out his hand to help his forehead: "Aunt Lin, really don't need it, okay, let's go, you say, I will write it down."

Tang Ji'an took notes seriously, and Aunt Lin didn't dare to teach any complicated dishes. She only taught a few simple stews, which Tang Ji'an meticulously wrote down.

After hanging up the phone, Aunt Lin said to the sixth uncle on the side: "I think it was Mu Mian's child who went to the Sinan Mansion, and Ji'an had to cook for himself."

Uncle Six nodded: "That must be Mu Mian's child."

Tang Ji'an took the cheat sheet and entered the kitchen, a person who had always been calm and calm, but at this moment, he looked a little messy in the kitchen.

While looking at the notes, he fumbled, just stumbling and cooking.

After a while, the people upstairs smelled the scent of the food.

Mu Mian smiled and looked at her mother: "He doesn't usually cook, it's specially cooked for me."

Tang Ji'an is good, she must show her mother more, her mother will definitely be touched.

Cao Feng curled his lips: "It's not an honor not to cook at ordinary times."

Mu Mian was speechless: "I have a babysitter at home, and they have been taken care of since childhood. Why does he have to learn to cook?"

Cao Feng argued for reasons: "I'm afraid that someone who grows up in a family like this will not hurt others, do you know?"

Mu Mian raised his eyebrows: "Then you see, he can take care of others and cook for me."

Cao Feng also had nothing to say: "This kind of big family is crowded and complicated. Your father and I are not afraid of anything else, just that you will suffer. Do you understand our good intentions?"

Mu Mian took her mother's hand: "But Tang Ji'an is a very opinionated person. His aunt doesn't like me. He has always been on my side and also hit his aunt. Now his aunt no longer opposes us being together. In addition, Ji’an’s father, Member Tang Qingru, treated me quite well. He had the final say in the Tang family. As long as he agreed with me and Ji’an, no one would dare to say anything.”