Chapter 1286: Forgotten memories (15)

"Daiyu!"
"Sister-in-law, are you okay?"
Everyone's exclamations rang in their ears, and Liu Daiyu gradually returned to his thoughts.
She lowered her head and realized that her hand was only a layer of skin, not deep, she shook her head suddenly.
Immediately, someone grabbed her wrist, and then took her to the water pipe, first helped her wash the blood stains, and then Xu Chenmo looked at the wound seriously.
After finding that there was no major problem, he took Liu Daiyu's hand and walked out of the kitchen, took disinfectant alcohol to disinfect her, and found a band-aid to put it on.
The appearance of his serious handling made Liu Daiyu bewildered.
In my mind, I recalled the scene I just remembered.
Little, she practiced cutting potato shreds again and again in the kitchen...
"It's too thick, make it even." Fei's voice was in his ears.
She threw the shredded potatoes into the trash basket, took out another potato, and asked her to cut it up.
She was also a spoiled little girl, lowered her head, crying and continued contact.
Soon, the finger was sharpened by a kitchen knife.
At night, she was in the bedroom, looking at her fingers, crying and saying, "I hate potato shreds."
Liu Daiyu was thinking, and someone patted her shoulder.
When she recovered, she saw Xu Chenmo speak: "You are sitting here, I know you like to eat fried potato shreds the most? I will do it."
Liu Daiyu recovered.
She shook her head suddenly and said, "No, I hate potato shreds."
When a word was said, Xu Chen's eyes sank.
Liu Daiyu was also inexplicably uncomfortable.
She shook her head and sighed: "No need to do it."
Xu Chenmo looked at her, and finally said, "Okay. Then I will be your favorite ribs."
Liu Daiyu nodded.
She sat on the sofa and did not go into the kitchen anymore, but watched TV with the remote control.
But wondering.
Although Fei Zhenzhen looked bad, he wouldn't treat her that way.
Just because she likes potato shreds, Fei Zhenzhen asked her to practice?
No matter how I think about it, I feel that there is a problem.
Those memories seemed to have happened, and they were like dreams and illusions, so she couldn't tell the truth.
After thinking too much, my head hurts.
Liu Daiyu simply shook his head, settled down, and looked at the TV.
On the TV, the news broadcast has already started. Waiting a while, eating the New Year’s Eve dinner and watching the Spring Festival Gala together are their annual activities.
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In the kitchen.
Xu Chenmo looked at the potatoes on the cutting board. Some shredded potatoes were already sliced. Each one was very well-proportioned and the same thickness.
At this moment, there is a little blood in those potato shreds.
A dim light flashed in Xu Chenmo's eyes.
He walked over, threw the potato shreds into the trash basket, and then picked up the ribs, but he didn't know what was wrong, but he felt uncomfortable.
It was like suppressing a anger.
But I don't know who to vent.
He took a deep breath, suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, and started to cook sweet and sour pork ribs seriously.
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At eight o'clock, the New Year's Eve dinner was ready and served on the table.
The nanny made dumplings before they left, each with a round belly, like a small ingot.
There are also good dishes that everyone cooks.
Ning Xiaopang brought the boiled fish to Xu Chenxi and said, "Xiao Wang, your favorite dish!"
Xu Chenxi smiled: "Okay, thank you, little fat brother!"
Ning Xiaopang smiled evilly: "How many times have you said it, just call brother, don't bring the word "chubby", I am not fat now!"