Early October

Mo Yangyang, the fake daughter was kicked out of the family when the real daughter of the family returned. The real daughter demanded a good reputation, thus Mo Yangyang had to set her off by being the bad girl. She couldn't stand it any longer when she realized she was terminally ill. Even cannon fodder deserved to die with dignity. To leave no regrets behind, Mo Yangyang made a move on the man whom she was secretly in love for ten years, but she ended up being entangled with the man's uncle, the fifth son of the Xie Family whom every woman in Xiacheng was willing to squeeze their heads through a crowd just to meet in person, the man with the name Xie Xize.
Mo Yangyang, "Don't worry, I'm almost dead anyway.
Three months later...
Mo Yangyang, "Why am I still alive? And why is there another life in my stomach too? Wouldn't Fifth Elder Xie murder me once he found out about it?"
So she ran...
Five years later, the little kid dragged his trembling mother to Xie Xize and said, "Take good care of your woman, don't make me have to worry about her always." Fifth Elder Xie, "How are you going to pay me back for kidnapping my son for so many years?" Mo Yangyang shuddered, "I can give you another child...do you want it?"
The little kid, "I have a chance to start over again. I must take precautions earlier. With my father around, I won't have to worry that mom would be killed like cannon fodder again. It's time to teach those scum a lesson!"

The Cannon Fodder and Her Mr. Right

    "It's okay, Grandma. You're still young." You're still young."


  The old lady was amused by the spicy sticks.


  The whole family supported Mo Yangyang to participate in the competition, but she was a little worried. She said,"I'm just worried now. What if ... I'm not good at cooking, so I ... What about the elimination?"


  "How is that possible? Mom's cooking is so delicious. Anyone who has tasted your cooking says it's not delicious."“


  The dishes she cooked were indeed delicious, but the customers still didn't believe her. They would rather believe the false rumors on the Internet.


  The old lady said, " No, your cooking skills are much better than your father's. Wait a minute. I remember that the Han family still has half a recipe book. The old man said that it was passed down from their ancestors. I'll go find it for you now…"“


Our Ancestor Was a Royal Chef