"Have you waited for a long time?" Luo Mushan saw the whole family in order, and his heart was filled with satisfaction. "Actually, if you are hungry, you can eat first."

"No!" Luo Qinghen frowned, and said with a serious face: "Father, we are a family. For such an important thing to eat, of course we must eat together as a family."

"Hahaha, brat, you're right." Luo Mushan pulled over the stool and sat down.

When he looked at the dishes on the table, his face instantly froze.

"This……"

"Master, Xiaoman cooks himself today."

"Huh? Little ancestor cooks?"

Luo Mushan's eyes widened, as if he had heard something incredible.

"Father, quickly compliment me, this table of dishes, but I have vacated it all by myself." Luo Xiaoman raised his head and said smugly.

"Xiaoman is awesome!" Luo Mushan praised, and then the conversation turned, "Um... can you tell me what dishes you have made? These dishes look, um, very unique."

"This is green pepper scrambled eggs, this is braised pork..."

Here Luo Xiaoman introduced it, and there was a cold sweat on Mount Luo Mu.

The green peppers are black, the eggs are old, and the braised pork, surely it’s not the wrong dish, but the charcoal? And why is this green vegetable also black?

"Father, that's all." Luo Xiaoman said in one breath, his face full of pride.

Seeing her so cute and serious, especially with some pot ashes on her face, Luo Mushan couldn't help feeling distressed.

This little guy must have spent a lot of thought to make these dishes, right?

Although it is not satisfactory, what it contains is full of Xiaoman's heart.

Luo Mushan picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of black braised pork, put it in his mouth, and chewed little by little.

He looked like he was chewing the most delicious food in the world.

This is because this is the first time for my daughter to cook. This alone is enough to be called the most delicious food in the world.

"It's delicious!" Luo Mushan put down his chopsticks and let out a sigh of relief, "Xiaoman, you ghost spirit, is it rare to settle down today?"

"Daddy, you said that people seem to have waves everywhere." Luo Xiaoman said depressedly.

Everyone: It's not like, it's what it is!

"Hahaha, okay, it's rare for Xiaoman to cook today and move everything, don't waste Xiaoman's thoughts." As he said, Luo Mushan picked up his chopsticks and kept holding the dishes, saying It's delicious.

Luo Qinghen and Luo Qingyi looked at each other, and then picked up the chopsticks.

"Brother, I will remember to refine some pills that can prevent food poisoning later."

"Already prepared!"

"Mo Yuan, sit down and eat too."

Luo Mushan greeted and grinned at Mo Yuan, "You are also a member of my Luo family now."

Mo Yuan was startled slightly, and looked at Luo Mushan somewhat unexpectedly.

For a long time, Luo Xiaoman was the only person in his world.

However, as the Luo family's atmosphere is harmonious, it seems that the inside of his own world has gradually become fuller.

"Yuan, sit down." Luo Xiaoman turned around and smiled at Mo Yuan, "Daddy said that, you don't need to be cautious."

Mo Yuan nodded, then sat down.

"Come on, eat vegetables!" Luo Mushan diligently picked up vegetables for him, and after a while, a whole bowl was piled up. "Eat more, this is Xiaoman's dish, you have to taste it well."

Mo Yuan frowned, and suddenly felt that Luo Mushan asked him to eat together, fearing that it was not to help eliminate the entire table of dark dishes.

Of course, he doesn't mind being such a role.

After all, this is the delicious food that Xiaoman has worked so hard to free up.