Mo Qishen followed Ni Yan to the kitchen.

Ni Cuihua was originally busy in the kitchen, but when she saw Mo Qishen and Ni Yan coming, she thought to herself that she would not delay the couple, so she went out under the name of taking care of the children.

"Yanyan, is this duck going to be killed?"

"Yeah." Ni Yan nodded.

"I'll kill you." Mo Qishen rolled up his sleeves and volunteered.

"Can you do it?" Ni Yan expressed doubts.

Men are most taboo about women asking questions about whether it is OK.

"I'm very good!" Mo Qishen took the wild duck from Ni Yan's hand.

Ni Yan smiled faintly and handed him the kitchen knife in his hand, "This is for you."

So, the mysterious boss who used to sit in the office to guide the country was holding a knife in one hand and a wild duck in the other, not knowing where to start.

Should I cut the duck's head with a knife?

Or just a caesarean section?

It should be enough to chop off the duck head?

Mo Qishen used a knife to compete on the duck neck. When he was about to cut the duck's head, he suddenly stopped.

No! No!

What if the duck blood splatters on you?

Moqishen looked at the duck and then at the kitchen knife, and it was difficult.

"I'll do it." Ni Yan reached out to take the duck from Mo Qishen's hand, "Brother Mo, go to the kitchen to get a bowl and decorate some salt water in the bowl."

"Oh OK," Mo Qishen touched his nose with some embarrassment, "Smoke, how much water and salt are placed in the bowl?"

"Put half a small bowl of water and half a small spoon of salt." Ni Yan replied.

"Oh, I'll be here right away." Mo Qishen trotted into the kitchen.

Although killing ducks is not good, such trivial matters are still incredible. He soon came with half a small bowl of salt water, "Yanyan, give it."

"Just put it on the ground." Ni Yan continued: "Brother Mo, come and grab the duck feet and duck wings."

"Oh." Moqishen obeys and does what he wants.

Ni Yan pinched the duck's head, and the sharp blade immediately pointed the duck's neck. In an instant, bright red blood dripped down the blood vessels into the salt water. She raised the knife with her hands without any hesitation, and was stunned for a moment.

His wife is so awesome...

Even killing ducks is so handsome!

This is after opening the bottle cap with his bare hands, Mo Qishen was conquered by Ni Yan again!

After killing the duck, Ni Yan brought two bottles of hot water and looked at Mo Qishen and said, "Brother Mo, can you pluck your hair?"

"Yes!" If he didn't know how to do this, he would definitely be disliked by his wife.

Wouldn't you just pluck your hair?

It's simply dead.

Mojishida put the duck into a wooden basin, pour in boiling water, and start plucking hairs.

Facts have proved that plucking hair is indeed much easier than killing ducks. After a while, Moqishen handled the ducks.

"Yanyan, the hair is plucked."

Ni Yan was busy dealing with grass carp and said without raising her head: "Thank you for your hard work, Brother Mo."

"Not working hard." Mo Qishen's face turned red and he took the initiative to sit under the stove to make a fire.

Ni Yan stood by the stove and cooked dishes. The two of them matched very well. After a while, the kitchen was filled with the aroma of dishes.

There are spicy and fresh grilled fish at noon, and the stewed wild duck soup. When paired with spicy and delicious cold cucumbers, the taste is so beautiful!

Moqishen ate two big bowls of rice in one breath, but he still felt a little unsatisfied.

After dinner, Mo Qishen took the initiative to go to the kitchen to wash dishes.

Ni Cuihua smiled and said, "Xiao Mo is such a good child. Yanyan, you must cherish him well and not bully others." Ni Cuihua came out of the old society. She had never seen anyone who would do this for women.

In the minds of their generation, it is natural for women to serve men.

But Moqishen completely subverted her old ideas.

Moqishen made her see equality and respect, and this boy is worthy of Ni Yan's love.

Ni Yan raised her eyebrows slightly, "Mom, do you think I look like the kind of bullying people?"

Ni Cuihua knew that Ni Yan was a sensible child and smiled and said, "Yanyan, just be sure, Xiao Mo is busy in the kitchen now, go and have a look."

"Yeah." Ni Yan nodded and turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

"Yanyan, when are you going to move to the new house next door?" Mo Qishen asked while putting the bowl in the cabinet.

Ni Yan said: "We probably will move in next month. The specific time has not been determined yet. I will move when it will be tasteless. It is very convenient to live here now, so don't worry."

The formaldehyde in the newly renovated house exceeded the standard. Xiao Ni Yun is still young now. If she moved in too early, it would be bad for her health.

Mo Qishen continued: "Then remember to notify me on the day you move."

"Yeah." Ni Yan walked to Mo Qishen's side, "Brother Mo, don't move."

"What's wrong?" Ni Yan suddenly approached, making Mo Qishen unable to control himself.

"Don't move." Ni Yan stood on tiptoe, and a scent of bamboo or orchid came towards him.

What did Ni Yan want to do? What did she do when she suddenly put her toes on her toes? Do you want to kiss him?

If she wanted to kiss him, she wouldn't have to squat down at all. He would be embarrassed...

Mojishen's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

"Bang bang bang--"

It's like it's about to jump out of the chest.

"Bang!"

A gentle sound came from the air.

Mo Qishen was stunned for a moment. He thought Ni Yan was going to kiss him, but unexpectedly, Ni Yan just patted him on the forehead.

"Brother Mo, look at me." Ni Yan faced the deepest palm.

Mo Qishen lowered his eyes slightly and saw a blood-stained mosquito in Ni Yan's palm.

It turns out that it's just a mosquito slap...

Although Mo Qishen was a little disappointed, he still said with a tragic look: "Yanyan is so awesome!"

Downtown Business Building.

Morris and Marcas were anxiously wandering downstairs of the building.

The two kept looking at the watch, "Why haven't you come yet?"

The meeting that agreed to be held at 12 o'clock is now over one o'clock, and I still haven't seen any profound shadows.

Mo Qishen has always been strict and self-disciplined. He has never been late for meetings of all sizes and has no idea what happened this time.

Did something happen?

Morris looked at Marcas and said, "Do you know where sir has gone?"

Marcas shook his head, "How do I know this? The gentleman asked me to cancel all the itineraries this morning yesterday, and he didn't tell me where he was going."

Morris said with some concern: "Did something happen to you sir?" It was so inconvenient in the era of underdeveloped communication. If you encounter something, you don't have communication tools to use, so you can only do it in a hurry.

Marcas said: "Bao, bah, bah, bah! You crow's mouth! How could a sir have an accident? I think Mr. must have gone to find Miss Ni."

Morris scratched his head, "Isn't it possible? It's the first birthday of Sister Ni soon. If you want to see Miss Ni, you should not be in a hurry!"

"This is probably." Marcas continued: "There is an ancient poem in China that says, 'I don't see you for a day, and I think of you as crazy.' I think you are completely defeated this time. In this way, I'll wait for you here. You go to Wu Daming and ask him to go to Miss Ni's house to see if he is there."

Morris nodded, "Okay, I'll go now."

When Wu Daming arrived, Mo Qishen and Ni Yan were feeding birds in the yard. The two were talented and beautiful, and they were discussing something in a low voice. The picture was warm and pleasing to the eye.

"Brother Six!" Wu Daming jogged in all the way, his face covered in sweat.

"Is there anything wrong?" Mo Qishen smiled and turned around.

Although he was smiling, Wu Daming's scalp numb.

Such a sixth brother is a bit scary...

Wu Daming reminded him with a stern head: "Brother Six, Xiao Mo and Xiao Ma are looking for you all over the world."

Mo Qishen then remembered his meeting and looked down at his watch. It was already two o'clock now.

Anyway, it’s already twelve o’clock, so let’s spend a little longer with your wife.
To be continued...