I have to explain that this reason is very reasonable. I have made it clear that my brothers are unreliable, but I believe it.

"When will you pick it up?"

"I try to get breakfast and go after breakfast. Where are you, Grandpa?"

"I'll go later." He was going to visit several old friends today. Mingjue went there and just sat on his phone, so Mingyi would just let him go.

"I won't come back to eat at noon. There are still a lot of leftover dishes last night in the cold. You can solve the lunch yourself..."

"good."

After breakfast, my grandfather sat at home for a while before leaving, leaving only Akira Miyano Shiho and Mori Ran who was hiding in the room.

Akira took a new bowl from the kitchen, put a bowl of noodles, and asked Miyano Shibo to ask Ran Mori to come out.

Ran Maori came out of the room. Even though he had seen it once last night, he was still very uncomfortable when he saw Ming Jue.

"Ming...Brother Mingjue...Hello!"

Ming Jue looked at her and her clothes had changed from yesterday's school uniform to a cotton jacket that kept warm in winter.

She wears Miyano Shiho's clothes quite fit.

Because there was no comb in the room to drink a mirror, her long black hair was a little messy, and the small corner in the animation was not very conspicuous here.

She grabbed her fingers at a loss, her face flushed slightly. Although she was about 1.3 meters tall, she was still a small one from her height, which was very cute.

For cute things, portraits are hard to resist.

He waved his hand and asked Ran Maori to come over.

"You're hungry, come and have breakfast."

"Okay!" Mori Ran walked to the dining table next to Mingjue.

Perhaps too nervous and too instinctive, Ran Maori didn't notice that he had mastered a brand new language.

At the age of 12, she is not as sensitive to the environment as people like Tomomiya Shiho Amuro. As a person who is easily affected by other people's emotions, Ran Maori is more sensitive to emotions.

She could feel that Mingjue had no hostility towards her, but she looked very curious when she looked at her.

The two of them sat on the side, while Ran Maori sat in the middle. She sat on a chair and lowered her head to eat powder, her cheeks were bulging, especially like a hamster.

Shibo Miyano looked at it, and suddenly the little mouse she raised seemed to eat in her mind. In comparison, it was 80% image.

She curled her lips and added a spoonful of minced meat to her bowl with a soup spoon.

Ran Mori looked up and met two pairs of eyes. She said thank you shyly, lowered her head to continue eating.

Mingjue supported his head with one hand and watched her eat.

If Shiho Miyao Miyao was seen like this, he would definitely be angry, but Ran Mouri would not.

Ran Maori was whispering the noodles seriously. She rarely saw this kind of vermicelli. The first time she knew it could be so delicious. If she could do it, she wanted to learn it and go back and make it for her father to eat.

Seeing that her bowl was empty and even the soup was finished, Ming Jue said, "Are you full? If you don't have enough, there will be some."

"I'm full." Looking at his clean bowl, Ran Maori's face turned red.

Although she is learning karate, her appetite is still at a normal level. She eats so cleanly because it is so delicious...

"Just eat enough." Ming Jue took a tissue to wipe her mouth.

"How old is Xiaolan this year?"

"Twelve years old."

"Do you live with your parents now?"

"I live with my dad." Ran Maori didn't understand why he asked such a question, but she still answered honestly.

Shibo Miyano glanced at Mingjue, wondering what this guy saw, but he actually asked such a question about homely confusion.

But does Ran Maori live alone with his father?

Doesn’t she have a lawyer’s mother?

"Is it your father usually cooking?"

Ran Mori shook his head, "Dad can't cook."

When my mother was there, my mother cooked at home. Although the taste was not very good, she learned to cook at home after they separated. He didn't know if his father would cook.

So she was worried that she would starve to death if her father was not there...

"You usually cook?"

"Um."

Ming Jue's brow frowned, he remembered that in the plot, Kogoro Mori and Okini had been separated for ten years.

In other words, they separated when Koran was 7 years old, and the seven-year-old Koran was about to start taking care of Kogoro Maori?

Thinking of the scene where the little Muri Ran was cooking hard in the kitchen, and then the tall and powerful Mori Kogoro was lying on the sofa waiting for food, Ming Jue felt that his blood pressure was rising a little.

As the situation was not explained, it was impossible to see it, and Shiho Miyao next to him also frowned.

Although she was not sure about the situation, she didn't understand at all what kind of father needed such a little girl to take care of?

She glanced at Mingjue, wondering what this person wanted to ask.

But she didn't plan to speak, to see what Mingjue wanted to express.

"Then have you started cooking since you were seven?"

"How do you know?" Ran Maori was stunned.

In addition to his name, will he know this kind of thing?

"Because I know your parents will be separated for ten years."

Ran Maori's eyes widened, "Ten years?"

She didn't doubt the news much, but chose to believe it directly.

In her cognition, Mingjue, who can bring her here, must have some special ability, not an ordinary person.

There is no need for such a powerful person to lie to her as a child.

"Ten years? Does it mean that they will make up in ten years?"

"Well, I see that with your continuous efforts, they will make up in ten years."

This ten years is nonsense. The plot is too slow. He doesn't know if Concubine Eiri and Kogoro Mouri will get back together in the next ten years.

"That's really great!" Maori Ran felt joy.

No one expects her parents to make up more than her. Although this day is long, she is very happy to think that these are all fruitful with her efforts.

"Are you going to cook for your father when you are seven?" Miyano Shiba still frowned.

It can be imagined that middle-aged men who don’t cook a single meal naturally don’t know how to wash dishes, laundry, or clean up the house. In other words, Ran Maori had to start learning to do these things since he was seven years old.

Miyano Shibo's fist was very hard, and his favorability towards Kogoro Mouri was reduced to negative.

Although her parents passed away very early, she never worried about life. She was just a little mentally depressed.

But this is already very good compared to Maori Ran's life.

"Cooking is very simple..." Ran Maori didn't think there was anything wrong with taking care of his dad.

Maybe I have always received this kind of education, maybe I am used to it.

"Where is the simplest place to cook?!" Miyano Shibo was so angry that he was out of the way.
Chapter completed!