Chapter 892: The most delicious breakfast in the world

"You just stepped on shit!"
　　Iverson can only refute this, but after the ball, the gap between the 76ers and the Pistons came to 20 points.
　　Mo Mengchen got up and punished successfully.
　　 21 points difference.
　　Although Larry Brown didn't replace all the main force until the half of the fourth quarter, it is generally considered that Mo Mengchen's stealing Iverson's pass to counter attack the fast-break four-point play was the turning point of the first game in the Eastern Conference finals.
　　 Before that goal, the game had suspense;
　　 After that goal, the audience knew that the next game continued because the time was not over yet.
In the final game, the Pistons defeated the 76ers 111 to 92 and won the first game of the Eastern Conference Finals.
　　 came home at half past one in the morning.
　　Mo Mengchen took the eldest daughter and the second daughter back to the crib one after another, and was about to take the younger son over and found him still awake.
　　 "It's time to go to sleep, little tiger." When Mo Mengchen said this, Sugla's eyes moved, as if he really understood.
　　 They are just over a year old now. It stands to reason that they are still engendering self-awareness, even without the concept of self.
　　Children before the age of two do not understand their relationship with others, let alone understand what adults say.
　　Mo Mengchen took him to the crib, next to his two sisters.
　　 "Did you find it?" Ephraim asked.
　　 "What did you find?" Mo Mengchen asked back.
　　Ephraim said: "Sugra doesn't seem to like playing with her sister."
　　 As a doctor, Mo Mengchen just wanted to play with a child as big as Ephraim and did not know what to play, and then saw Sogra turning her face in the opposite direction of her sister.
　　 "How do you know?" Mo Mengchen asked.
　　Ephraim is a lawyer, she doesn't say anything unfounded.
　　 "When I usually put them in the toy pile, Sugla always rolls alone, unlike Loria and Irene will have some wonderful little interaction." Ephraim said sternly.
　　 "Even if it is a small animal, it will have its own personality, not to mention people?" Mo Mengchen said, "Maybe Sogra's personality is more shy?"
　　 "I'm worried about this." Ephraim said, "Will Sogra have no playmates when they are older?"
　　 Will Sugla be like me?
For Mo Mengchen, this is an interesting question. He didn’t have many playmates when he was a kid, but he still has a sound mind and is positive—Hill: Please understand it in reverse—so, for him, the character of an unrelated person It's not a bad thing.
　　 "Do you have any way?"
"We can..." Rebirth a child, this sentence Ephraim did not say, if rebirth a child, Mo Mengchen only needs to do some physical work, and she has to endure the pregnancy in October, and then look forward to the fourth The child is not a devil.
　　Loriya and Irene are already naughty enough. If it is not Sogra, it is not enough to be a nanny.
　　 "Huh?" Mo Mengchen asked, "What can we do?"
　　Ephraim said: "We can find a way together."
　　 "My way is to wait, they can't even talk now." Mo Mengchen said.
　　 "pop..."
　　 "Huh?" Ephraim looked at the crib, "Who is talking?"
　　 "pop."
　　 This time, Mo Mengchen and Ephraim both heard clearly and saw it.
　　 Sogra was talking, and, very clearly, even Mo Mengchen was not prepared. On this day, he could even hear Sogra popping him. (Note: pop means dad)
　　 "Sugla, call her mother." Ephraim bent down and squeezed out a beautiful smile, but it was too deliberate, but instead showed a few unremarkable crow's feet lines on the brow.
　　 But Sugla seems to only call pop.
　　 "pop." This result disappointed Ephraim.
　　Mo Mengchen is both happy and excited, but can't be too obvious, "This is a good phenomenon, I believe that Sogra will call you mother soon."
　　 Ephraim was lost, Mo Mengchen was outside all day, and only stayed with the children at home at night. At that time, most of them were asleep, but the first word of the Socrates Society turned out to be pop?
　　 "Good night, my little tiger." Mo Mengchen took Ephraim out of the room.
　　 The question of whether Sogra would not have playmates because of not being relatives was temporarily put on hold. Ephraim lost all night because he had not learned to call his mother.
　　 The next day, Mo Mengchen slept to get up at seven in the morning.
　　 was half an hour later than usual.
　　 When he finished washing, changed his clothes, went to the living room, and suddenly found Adrian and Jessica at 260 to teach Sugla words together.
　　 Presumably, this is the reason why Sugla would say pop.
　　If I let Ephraim know that her brother didn’t teach Mam to teach pop, would he slap and shoot this stupid brother who was not doing business?
　　 "Dr. Mo!" Adrian said alarmedly, "Sugla will be called pop!"
　　 "Really? This is really good news." Mo Mengchen pretended not to know, "What do you want to eat, I will do it for you."
　　Jessica said expectantly, "Dr. Mo, can you make the burrito you made for "perfect person"?"
　　 "Of course, Jessica, how do you know him?" Mo Mengchen could not see that he was interested in ice hockey.
　　 "Detroit is the hockey city..." Jessica just found out that she was wrong, "Before..."
　　 "It doesn't matter, Detroit is indeed a hockey city." Mo Mengchen smiled lightly.
　　Like you said, it used to be.
　　 Adrian wanted to insert a few words, but he did not know anything about ice hockey, and even had strong hostility towards the Red Wings.
　　Mo Mengchen put them together with Sugla and walked to the kitchen alone. Jessica was only 16 years old this year. I didn't expect it to be so good.
　　 Adrien seemed to like her a few years ago. I don’t know now... Mo Mengchen glanced at his uncle. Although he couldn’t see anything, he was almost certain that his uncle obviously couldn’t let go of this sweet boy.
　　 It's a pity that Jessica didn't know if she was too high-sighted or where she was, but she couldn't look down on Adrian after losing weight.
　　 What's wrong with this world? Did the little girl look for her little boyfriend?
　　Mo Mengchen made breakfast while preparing, prepared the ingredients, started neatly, and arranged the ingredients clearly.
　　Ephraim turned on the TV and switched to the ESPN channel.
　　 first put some other major league things, and then returned to the NBA.
　　The NBA has now reached the playoffs in the division finals, and it's a critical moment.
　　 "According to reliable sources, the Philadelphia 76ers head guard Allen Iverson sprained his ankle in last night's game, and the second game was suspicious."
　　 "Dr. Mo, AI is injured!" Adrian stood up excitedly, "Good news!"
　　 as expected.
　　 He felt last night that he stole Iverson's pass and hit the counter four points. That unnecessary foul was exchanged desperately by Iverson.
　　 At that time, Mo Mengchen had shaken off his center of gravity, and he came to catch up with his body's flexibility.
　　 The body's endurance is limited. In that case, he forcibly turned to catch up, and his ankle should have twisted at that time.
　　Mo Mengchen made five burritos and two drinks and put them in the living room, "Jessica, the burritos you want."
　　 "Thank you!" Jekasi was very dignified, unlike Adrian who took the burrito and ate it all, focusing completely on the TV.
　　Is Iverson’s injury important or Jessica important?
Mo Mengchen watched TV and said something like that. The intelligence source seemed to be credible. Iverson was absent from the press conference after the game last night and rushed to the hospital overnight. He was rushed to the hospital again this morning. Even if the ankle is not injured, it must be a bit uncomfortable.
　　 "AI is injured, Duncan is alone, you won, Dr. Mo!" Adrian said happily.
　　 "I don't want him to be injured." Mo Mengchen said, walking towards the kitchen.
　　 Next is his own breakfast.
　　Chicken breast, skimmed milk, protein powder, whole wheat bread.
　　 Now he is not worried about his weight, but he is getting older, and he can’t eat what he wants when he is young.
When I was young, I was too casual-although it was only a matter before last year-now I want to change it temporarily, but I can't bear the taste of chicken breasts. For this reason, Mo Mengchen invented a quite smart, but very painful, but the process Quick diet.
　　 First, you need a glass of skimmed milk.
　　Second, pour the protein powder in.
　　Finally, cook the chicken and put them into a meat grinder to make powder. That's right, pour these meat powders into a cup containing skimmed milk and protein powder.
　　Before enjoying, please stir with a spoon or two for better taste.
　　Just like that, a cup of a delicious mixture was born.
　　 Only one bite, you can eat chicken without spending much effort.
　　You only need one bite, you can get rid of the weird taste of skimmed milk and protein powder, just one bite, just one bite.
　　Mo Mengchen frowned, picked up the cup.
　　 "Doctor Mo, what is that?" Jessica asked.
　　 Adrian followed, and immediately said, "Jessica~EbookFREE.me~ Stop asking."
　　 That was the shadow of his childhood.
　　 "Why?" Jessica was even more curious.
　　 "This is the most delicious thing in the world." You don't know if he is joking or comforting himself.
　　 He frowned, then opened his mouth and poured a whole cup of turbid liquid into his mouth.
　　 "Guru!"
　　 The process is painful, but it will pass quickly, no more than five seconds.
　　Just like that, Mo Mengchen's breakfast was left with whole wheat bread. Before that, he needed to enter the bathroom to give up...
　　 "Why should I suffer this kind of sin?"
　　 He clearly can make the most delicious breakfast in the world, and he lives like a fairy every day. Why should he torture himself like this?
　　 For the so-called healthy diet of shit?
　　 "Well, that really makes sense." Mo Mengchen looked at the mirror, his face like a dish. From now on, he would eat breakfast like this every day. Although the pain was unbearable, it was indeed very efficient.
　　Clean up your clothes, wash your face, and walk out of the bathroom.
Look,
　　 I am still punching a shark, kicking a stone Buddha, Dor.Mo of Megatron!
　　
Oh, there is Gauguin today....Before the New Year, I am going to prepare a local tyrant clause. I’m not good at it. I’m thankful for everyone’s love. When I first decided to "Ten Thousand Rewards Gauguin", I never thought I would face such a happy day. upset. If there is a brother who rewards me with the Silver League, according to the rules of "Ten Thousand Rewards and More Gains", I have to add 100 chapters... This is difficult to complete. I just read that the monthly ticket has broken through three hundred, which means that there are three chapters in the reward and reward, plus four chapters in addition to the monthly ticket. I feel that the pre-holiday addition is even more complete. If you don’t finish adding more and stay until after the festival, sooner or later, we still have this credibility.