"With the unremitting efforts of Hanghang and his mother, of course everything went smoothly for us!"

Si Yihang introduced the current progress with great pride: "Our first dish: Braised pork ribs are sizzling in the pot. Well... I can already smell the aroma of the pork ribs! It must be delicious!"

Si Moyan followed Wen Siyu and Si Yihang into the kitchen.

Si Yihang washed the vegetables, while Wen Siyu cut and cooked the vegetables. The two of them cooperated tacitly.

He leaned to the side and finally found the right moment to interject: "Do you want my help?"

Wen Siyu, who was about to fry the second dish, immediately paused for a moment. She stared at Si Moyan, looking at it carefully——

His tender hands are better maintained than women's hands, and they don't look like they can cook.

"Can you?" Wen Siyu admitted that he underestimated the enemy.

Si Moyan's voice was cold: "Only a little bit..."

Before Wen Siyu could speak, Si Yihang immediately stood between the two of them, with a very serious face: "The kitchen is an important place, dad, please don't come in! Dad, get out quickly! Mom and I are practicing our cooking skills! We are here

It’s to prepare for the weekend’s in-person variety show, and you’re not participating in the show, so why are you messing around?”

"Get out, get out—" Si Yihang transformed into Popeye and half-pushed Si Moyan to the kitchen door.

After figuring out their purpose, Si Moyan became even more interested: "I'll just take a look and won't mess with it!"

After a while:

Seeing Si Moyan's skillful and smooth movements of spooning, like a professional chef, Wen Siyu couldn't help but question: "You really know a little bit about it!"

The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and she suddenly realized something: "Huh? Didn't you agree that I would do the cooking? Why did I become your chef?"

Just now, Si Moyan said, "I haven't been in the kitchen for a long time, let me try it." Then Wen Siyu consciously gave up the position of chef. As a result, Si Moyan had no intention of giving up after occupying the magpie's nest.

For such a handsome man who was so good at cooking, Wen Siyu's nymphomaniac was overturned. She stared at Si Moyan and said, "Tsk, tsk... He's so pretty and delicious!"

By the time "Love Brain" Wen Siyu came to his senses, it was already too late. Si Moyan smiled and put the finishing touches on it: "It's done!"

*

In front of the dining table.

Looking at the packed dining table, this was far more than Wen Siyu’s original plan of three dishes and one soup, and also added a dish of dry-cooked prawns and minced eggplant.

Looking at the delicious dishes with all the colors, flavors and tastes, Wen Siyu swallowed his saliva, and the glutton in his stomach was already doing somersaults: Wow! It looks delicious!

Si Moyan can actually cook!

Another plus point!

Seeing Wen Siyu's thoughts, Si Moyan took the initiative to explain the situation: "My uncle is a chef. I have been close to my uncle since I was a child. I am particularly interested in cooking and have learned a lot of dishes from my uncle."

"I've been too busy these past few years and haven't done much. Why don't you try it and see how it tastes?" When he said this, Si Moyan's expression was still a bit expectant.

Wen Siyu, who had been hungry for a long time, had been holding back. After receiving this sentence, she immediately nodded and said: "Okay!" Then she picked up her chopsticks and attacked the nearest eggplant with minced meat.

After only taking one bite, brilliant fireworks bloomed above Wen Siyu's head. Her expression already showed the result: "Well... this eggplant is really too delicious - it's so delicious!"
Chapter completed!