Upon hearing this, Mrs. Mo said happily, "That's good, that's good, then mom will give you a chance tomorrow."

After saying that, Mrs. Mo took a green orange and a plate of spicy dried tofu from the servant and handed it to Chu Jin, "A Jin, which one do you want to eat?"

Dried tofu should be secretly made, with a faint braised aroma and a strong spicy flavor, which makes people instantly feel appetite. Chu Jin had just drunk the tofu soup, and it is appropriate to take a bite of spicy tofu to relieve greasiness.

I have to say that Mrs. Mo is still very considerate.

"Eat this." Chu Jin took the plate of spicy dried tofu.

Of course Chu Jin knew about the sour and spicy girl, but she didn't know what was going on. She obviously liked to eat sour oranges yesterday, but today she just wanted to eat spicy food.

Is it really a twin that I have?

Chu Jin bent her eyebrows slightly, but she knew it was impossible. The probability of these twins was small, let alone twins. She had already won the special prize once, so why would she win the second special prize?

Seeing this, Mrs. Mo said with a smile, "If you like to eat, eat more. Don't worry, this is made by the chef at home, pure natural, green and pollution-free food."

The sour and spicy girl, looking at Chu Jin's reaction, Mrs. Mo knew it in her heart. She hurriedly ran upstairs and said to Zhao Yan, "Xiao Yan, the color of this children's room should be pink. A Jin's belly must be two girls."

Chu Jin likes to eat spicy food, so it must be a girl.

"In-law, I think it must be a boy. Besides, you are not a doctor, why are you so sure?" Zhao Yan still likes the blue style. Compared to girls, Zhao Yan prefers boys. Boys are better, boys are strong and easy to support.

Although Zhao Yan likes Chu Jin very much, in her concept, she still prefers boys.

In fact, there is still a big difference between boys and girls.

For example, Chu Jin and Chu Xiu, Chu Xiu can still marry a wife when he grows up.

But Chu Jin had to get married. Seeing his daughter get married and become someone else's family, the saddest thing is to be a mother.

Zhao Yan felt very touched by the feeling of marrying her daughter, and that feeling was very uncomfortable.

Mrs. Mo is different from Zhao Yan. She thinks that boys and girls are the same, as long as they are from the Mo family's bloodline.

Mrs. Mo smiled and said, "Soiry, spicy girl, this A Jin likes spicy food, you can't make any mistakes."

"Soiry girl?" Zhao Yan said in surprise, "In-law, did you let Ajin eat chili?"

"Yes," Mrs. Mo nodded, "I specially asked the chef to make spicy dried tofu tofu. Don't worry, it's very healthy, not junk food."

"In-law, pregnant women cannot eat chili peppers!" Zhao Yan hurried downstairs.

"Why?" Mrs. Mo was stunned. She was also a person who had experienced it. Why hadn't she heard of this technique?

When Zhao Yan went downstairs, Chu Jin had already solved half of the dried tofu. As soon as she was about to solve the remaining dried tofu, the plate in her hand was taken away.

"Mom? What are you doing?" Chu Jin looked at Zhao Yan in surprise.

"Pregnant people don't taste chili," Zhao Yan put the plate on the coffee table. "A Jin, you have to take care of your mouth. If you eat chili, it will cause great harm to the baby's skin..."

"Mom, I haven't heard that I can't eat chili peppers." Chu Jin was speechless.

She is an ancient doctor, and she is very clear about the taboos of pregnant women. Chu Jin knows what can be eaten and what cannot be eaten.

"Anyway, I just can't eat it," Zhao Yan insisted on her idea. "You will be satisfied with eating this chili pepper, but you will suffer the consequences. I'll listen to my mother, for the sake of the child's good, you are not allowed to eat chili peppers."

In fact, there is a reason why Zhao Yan is so persistent.

In Zhao Yan's hometown, there has always been a saying that pregnant women who like to eat chili peppers have poor skin and are very dark after giving birth. Moreover, chili peppers can also stimulate the fetus.

"Is it really not possible to eat?" Chu Jin couldn't control his mouth.

She was already spoiled, but now she is pregnant, so she can't stand the temptation.

Once a pregnant woman wants to eat something, she can't stop anything. Just like a poisonous woman, there is always a bug in her heart, scratching her.

"Xiao Yan," Mrs. Mo came over, "It should be okay to eat less, right?"

"No, for A Jin and for the sake of the children, you must not eat chili peppers." Zhao Yan asked the servant to take away the spicy dried tofu.

Chu Jin's heart also left with the spicy toans.

"Okay, A Jin, don't look at it. Don't you want to give birth to two ugly monsters in the future?" Zhao Yan peeled an orange and handed it to Chu Jin's hand. "This pepper is a stimulating food, which will make the child's facial features so spicy that it will deform. You should eat more fruits, this orange is good."

Chu Jin had no choice but to retract her gaze. She knew that Zhao Yan was doing it for her own good. For the sake of the two little guys in her belly, she was just enduring it.

Fortunately, after the spicy dried tofu, she can satisfy her cravings with acidic fruits.

At night, Mo Zhixuan personally took charge of the chef.

In the Mo family, the only one who has eaten the dishes that Mo Zhixuan has cooked is Chu Jin.

Mrs. Mo and Tong Zhi were both shocked. No one expected that Mo Zhixuan could even cook.

It is said that a gentleman is far away from the kitchen, but on Mo Zhixuan, it seems that this sentence does not exist at all.

In just two hours, Mo Zhixuan made a table of dishes.

And it has both color, fragrance and taste.

Tong Zhi sat at the table and said with a smile, "Zhixuan is a real person who doesn't show his appearance."

"Aunt Tong, you have been too rewarded." Mo Zhixuan's expression was as usual.

Halfway through the meal, Mo Fengxu also came over. Seeing that his expression was not right, there was nothing wrong with it. However, while eating, he kept looking at Tong Zhi with his light.

Tong Zhi was chatting with Zhao Yan as usual.

After learning that Chu Jin was pregnant, Mo Fengxu stood up excitedly and sang, "Really? That's great! Zhixuan, A Jin, the third uncle came here this time and did not bring gifts to his nephew and grandson. When the child is born, I will make up for it."

Mo Zhixuan served Chu Jin a bowl of soup and said politely, "Uncle San, you are too polite."

Mo Fengxu smiled and said, "Why are you saying politely? It's all right. This is the eldest grandson of the Mo family! Then I will be the third grandfather of the child."

"Third brother," Mrs. Mo said, "There is no need for gifts. When will you bring me a younger brother and sister back, it is the best gift. We don't need other gifts. Zhixuan and A Jin lack a third aunt, and the children lack a third grandma."

According to seniority, the two little guys in Chu Jin's belly were called Mo Fengxu as the third grandfather.

These people are about to be grandpa, but they have not yet started a family. Isn’t this a joke?

As soon as this said, Mo Fengxu immediately changed the subject and picked up an empty bowl, "Sister-in-law, I tasted this chicken soup very delicious, I will serve you a bowl." After putting the chicken soup in front of Mrs. Mo, Mo Fengxu picked up Tong Zhi's bowl and said casually, "Xiao Zhi, I'll serve you a bowl too."

"I'm sorry, Uncle San." Tong Zhi said politely without moving her eyebrows.

Mo Fengxu smiled and said, "Xiao Zhi, we are the same generation. Just call me third brother."

Tong Zhi drinks soup and stops talking.

Mrs. Mo's eyes turned back and forth between the two, as if she had discovered something, a faint smile appeared in her eyes, and she was not saying anything.

Halfway through the meal, Mo Qingyi brought Duanmuzhe back.

The two of them were holding hands, but when they saw this person full of a large table, even if they were a person like Mo Qingyi, they felt shy, and she immediately let go of Duanmuzhe's hand.

Mo Qingyi pretended to be nothing and said to Mrs. Mo, "Mom, I'm back."

Now Duanmuzhe was a little unhappy. He was so shameless. Looks like this girl was scared.

"Mom, I'm back." Wangcai flew in from outside, landed on Mo Qingyi's head, and repeated Mo Qingyi's words.

Seeing this, everyone's eyes were attracted by the birds.

"Qingqing, where did you come from this bird?" Tong Zhi said curiously.

Ornithology can only be said simply at most.

For example, "Hello", "Goodbye", "Congratulations on getting rich", the bird is so good, and it will be a whole sentence as soon as it is said.

"It's quite cute." Chu Jin also bent his eyebrows slightly.

"Beauty, beauty! Hello, beauty, my name is Wangcai." Wangcai flew directly to Chu Jin's shoulder.

Mo Qingyi looked at Wangcai speechlessly. Unexpectedly, this guy is still a beautiful dog, and he really deserves its name!

"Just call me Brother Jin." Chu Jin reached out and touched Wangcai's feathers.

"Hello Brother Jin, Hello Brother Jin." Wangcai kept rubbing his head against Chu Jin's neck, becoming a beloved Wangcai, which seemed to be the same bird as the cheap Wangcai in the afternoon.

"Wow, it's so good." Chu Jin fed a peanut to Wangcai.

"Thank you, Brother Jin, thank you, Brother Jin, Brother Jin is a great beauty! Brother Jin is a great beauty!" Wangcai said with great traits.

Wangcai's appearance eased the atmosphere, making everyone on the table laugh.

Damn it!

Mo Qingyi was shocked! Wangcai, this bird, isn't a drama genius? He was still a greasy bird full of swear words when he was with her in the afternoon. Why did he become cute and fresh now?

The appearance of Wangcai made Xiao Hui feel a sense of crisis under the table. Finally, the little loli took Xiaobai away, and now another Wangcai came!

Why are there so many charming bitches outside?

"Qingqing, Xiaozhe, why are you still standing?" Mrs. Mo called the two of them to sit down, "Sit down and have dinner quickly."

"Thank you, Aunt Mo." Duanmuzhe took a seat politely, which was very rare. Mo Qingyi didn't quarrel with Duanmuzhe, and sat obediently next to Duanmuzhe.

Chu Jin noticed that Mo Qingyi's lips seemed a little red and swollen, and a little broken. As an old driver, Chu Jin certainly knew how that came about.

Looking at the subtle atmosphere between Mo Qingyi and Duanmuzhe, something must have happened this afternoon.

Could these two people have substantively substantively formed the vague relationship between them?

Thinking of this, Chu Jin raised his eyebrows slightly, and a faint curve appeared on the corner of his mouth. If this is the case, it would be the three joys.
To be continued...