You are the Pearl, Mo Mengchen

　　November 24, 2005

　　 This day is Thanksgiving.

　　Non-local people go into the countryside to follow the custom, and Mo Mengchen is also used to celebrate Thanksgiving on the fourth week of November every year.

　　 This is also the first time in eight years that Thanksgiving will not see Grant Hill’s big fat face, because Hill is receiving treatment in Apolis.

　　Rarely once, Mo Mengchen can simply have a Thanksgiving with his wife and children, which belongs only to their family.

　　 This morning, when Mo Mengchen woke up, the first thing he did was check the kitchen utensils, then wash.

　　 “Dr. Mo, please tell me the chef tonight is you.” Adrian walked in.

　　 Adrian Orreina, now also a 19-year-old young man, handsome and handsome, is about to enter Michigan State University as a Detroit star quartile.

　　 He will become a student of Michigan State University and will also enter the college football team. If possible in the future, he will also try to challenge the NFL.

　　 However, his figure is too thin, Mo Mengchen heard that NFL scouts generally do not like him to become a professional football player.

　　Mo Mengchen couldn’t figure out, how did an attorney sister and an NBA superstar brother-in-law get a rugby player?

　　 “Yes, my chef tonight.” Mo Mengchen replied.

　　 After hearing the words, Adrian took a breath: “Thank God!”

His reaction is exaggerated. Ephraim was not good at cooking before, but after so many years, practice makes perfect. After day and night training, it is considered a small success. Adrian’s reaction is like eating his sister’s dinner. The same as poisoning.

　　Mo Mengchen asked: “How is the new school?”

　　 “Sloppy, certainly not as good as the University of Washington.” Adrian glanced.

　　 “Michigan State University is also a prestigious school. Being able to attend such a school shows that I am not wasting time on your tuition.” Mo Mengchen said.

　　 It was a period when Adrian did not want to look back.

　　 “Dr. Mo, as long as a tortilla can feed me.” Adrian seems to have other programs and does not want to waste time with Dor.Mo.

　　Mo Mengchen started to make tortillas while drying him.

　　 When the ingredients are complete, a sweet tortilla takes only seven minutes.

“Ding!”

　　Mo Mengchen made two tortillas for Adrian.

　　 “By the way, Grant can’t really come back this year?” Adrian asked.

　　 In the past three days, he asked this question for the fourth time.

　　 “If you want him, we can talk to him tonight.” Mo Mengchen said.

　　 “Never, you know how verbose he is, and one sister is enough!” Adrian shook his head in horror.

　　 Adrian has many stupid ideas. His opinion about Hill is one he rarely agrees with.

　　 “Goodbye, Dr. Mo.” Adrian said.

　　After Adrian left, Ephraim went to the kitchen with tired eyes: “It seems that my disobedient brother has already taken a step?”

“disobedient?”

　　 “Don’t you know? He’s dating several girls recently.”

　　 In Adrian’s face, even if he was dating ten girls at the same time, Mo Mengchen would not be surprised.

　　 He was surprised, why did this day come so late?

　　 Do the girls around him are good women who pay attention to their innerness? One Jessica who doesn’t value her face is already amazing. If it were all like this, Mo Mengchen would like to say that Michigan’s folk customs are simple.

“So, I still miss him more when he was a fat man.” Mo Mengchen was doing breakfast. “Except for being too fat and causing high blood sugar, we have no other worries. Now we are worried that he will live in a new school. Okay, I still have to worry about whether he will be given by a young and beautiful but possessive woman because of the many boats on his feet…”

“No way?”

　　No? Ito Makoto looked at us in the spirit of heaven.

　　 However, when it comes to pedaling a few boats, Dr. Mo consciously is not qualified to laugh at Adrian.

　　 “I believe he will handle it well.” Ever since Adrian grew up, or after he turned 18, Ephraim was not too concerned about this younger brother.

　　Because at the same time, she and Mo Mengchen’s children have entered a stage of rapid growth, and even the youngest Salem is almost 3 years old.

　　 “Is there any breakfast here?”

　　 Another one came to eat and drink.

　　 “No.” Mo Mengchen has actually made a sandwich for three.

　　Medella who came to the kitchen voluntarily said, “If I let Buddy show you an acrobatics, can you reward me with a bite, boss?”

　　Mo Mengchen carefully blocked the sandwich and said, “If you want Buddy’s acrobatics to hold the sandwich on the table in your hands, we can eat dog meat tonight.”

　　Although Ephraim doesn’t have a cold for dog meat, Mo Menchen’s threat is still somewhat brutal.

　　Medella had long been accustomed to the threat of Mormon Dust, but Buddy lived under this threat for three or four years.

　　 “Buddy, follow me, read together–” Medela said to Mo Mengchen, saying: “I~lo~veyou~”

　　Mo Mengchen’s face changed slightly, and then this clever dog really learned what Medella looked like, and made a “Iloveyou” voice not quite standard.

　　 Should I praise Buddy for being smart, or should Medela be too involved? When she confronted Mo Mengchen and asked Buddy to learn her to say “Iloveyou”, the sincere look was hard to deceive.

　　 This woman is getting…

　　 “Yes, just give it to you.” Mo Mengchen put the sandwich on the table and made it again.

　　Ephraim is not a suspicious woman. She suspected that Medela and Mo Mengchen had another relationship, but there was never substantial evidence. After so many years, this beautiful assistant is still alone.

　　 Even Medela is no longer young.

　　 Everyone is no longer young.

　　 The injury that that scum man had brought to her should have disappeared long ago. No one knows why she remained single.

　　 “Amel, will you go home for Thanksgiving this year?” Ephraim asked.

　　Medella smiled and said, “I plan to go home for Thanksgiving.”

　　 They were chatting, and Mo Mengchen suddenly said, “Who brought me some chicken breasts?”

　　 “Leave it to me.” Medela opened the refrigerator and skillfully opened a freezer filled with chicken breasts. She picked out a medium-sized piece and gave it to Mo Mengchen.

　　Ephraim approached to see what Mo Mengchen was going to do with this chicken breast.

　　 “Ladies, please step back.”

　　No new tricks, Mo Mengchen just grilled chicken breasts, put them up, and then used the tableware to eat them with skim milk containing protein powder.

　　It’s very unpalatable, he is used to it.

This kind of life lasted for several years, he had to admit that his recovery ability did degenerate with age. He used to eat and drink like that before, and he got nothing after the next day. Now if he eats indiscriminately, when he gets up It will be uncomfortable.

　　Mo Mengchen was eating breakfast, grilled chicken breasts, with some sauces, it was still delicious.

　　No matter what good food, if you eat it every day, it will produce a sense of disgust, not to mention the general delicious chicken breast?

　　 Plus a glass of cloudy skim milk.

　　 If Mo Mengchen suddenly announced his retirement one day, this is the key reason.

　　 Buddy looked at the chicken breast on his plate, and apparently it had eaten a sandwich, but he was still not satisfied.

　　 “Amel, why is Buddy so greedy?” Mo Mengchen asked.

　　Medella quickly transformed Mo Mengchen’s offensive into nothing: “That’s because Dr. Mo’s cooking skills are far stronger than mine, and even the dogs can eat the food.”

　　 is so good that she has no place to vomit.

　　 “Amel, how is your family?” Ephraim asked suddenly.

　　 “Okay…” Medela replied.

　　 “Will they urge you to find a boyfriend?” Ephraim smiled and asked ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Of course. Medela said complacently, “And I have a boyfriend.” “

　　Finally, she glanced at Mo Mengchen—want to find Ephraim!

　　 “Really!?” Ephraim asked in surprise, “Have we met?”

Medela saw Mo Mengchen’s a little angry and dare not show up darkly, and then said: “We just started to communicate, it is not very sure, if I think he is the man I want, I will introduce it to You know.”

　　Ephraim seemed to smile particularly happy for her: “I hope that day will come early.”

　　 can’t be angry, you can’t be angry with her, she is so “naughty”, don’t forget how many times she has angered you in these years…

　　Mo Mengchen struggled to control himself.

　　 “Oh yes, Ephraim, your family…” As soon as the words were spoken, Medela realized that she was wrong, and she was too proud for a while, forgetting that Ephraim was like Mo Mengchen and had no relatives.

“sorry, I…”

　　Ephraim smiled reluctantly: “It’s no big deal.”

Mo Mengchen repeatedly implied that she would leave soon, but Medela heard Ephraim saying it was no big deal, and inevitably aroused the gossip desire deep in the woman’s heart, plus her relationship with Ephraim was very close, so she Asked down.

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