Yi Baitang is in a very good mood today.

When he got up from the bed, he first removed the other person's arm, then the other person's thigh, and finally picked up the quilt that had fallen to the floor, and then slowly put on his clothes and walked from the upstairs to the downstairs.

Then all the good mood came to an abrupt end when I saw a creature sitting alone on the couch.

At least for the time being, it came to an abrupt end.

Qian Yiyi was a little aggrieved: "You guys sleep lazy, the door is closed!" ”

Yi Baitang: "......"

He thought calmly: I didn't lock the door, originally so that the little sapling could sneak in in the middle of the night, but I didn't expect it to become a loophole. Fortunately, the little ghost was small and short, so he didn't try to open the door and sneak in.

He ignored the money, turned around and walked into the kitchen, and was just about to turn the satisfaction of the new day into a new dish, when he saw the little girl run into the kitchen with her.

Yi Baitang: "What are you doing?" ”

Qian Yiyi: "Cooking." ”

Yi Baitang: "What you made is too unpalatable." ”

Qian Yiyi: "The food is so unpalatable." ”

Yi Baitang's hand to clean up the kitchen things stopped. He looked down at the little girl condescendingly.

The little girl looked up at Yi Baitang.

After looking at each other for a moment, Yi Baitang didn't speak, and gently kicked the chair left in the kitchen yesterday and kicked it to Qian Yiyi's side.

Qian climbed onto the chair one by one, his big eyes and round head finally higher than the kitchen counter.

She had just struggled to see what was on the table when she was startled by the silver light that suddenly passed in front of her.

The silver light jumped in mid-air like a butterfly, flew down and flew up, flew up and down, and when it was finally willing to stop its movements, it placed several overlapping pieces of tofu skin on the cutting board and let it stand for a moment, silently, and collapsed.

Yi Baitang flicked it with chopsticks again, and it stood out.

The height of the cooking table is still a little higher even for the current money. Qian Yiyi propped his elbows on the cooking table, supported his chin with his palms, and his eyes moved with Yi Baitang's actions, and soon found that in addition to dried tofu, the next ham and bamboo shoots also became a thin strand of dried tofu one by one.

Immediately afterwards, she saw Yi Baitang take out the rice from the cabinet as soon as she bent down, and the water in the faucet was injected again and again, washing away the dust on the raw rice over and over again, and gradually, the crystal clear rice grains appeared in front of Qian Yiyi.

Qian Yiyi's small mouth opened.

"Whew-" The flames suddenly rose into the air, reflecting half of the little girl's cheeks, and when the heat wave came, she couldn't help but scream a little, and there was a feeling that her hair was burned.

This voice pulled Yi Baitang's attention back.

He glanced at Qian Yiyi, and saw that this four-year-old girl had been quiet since just now, and she didn't move around, he casually took out a cucumber from the vegetable basket under the cutting board, peeled it three times and twice, cut out a flat Christmas tree the size of a palm with a few knives, inserted a stick, and then used sesame seeds glued with syrup to make eyes, cashew nuts as mouths, and finally put it in white sugar and rolled it around, and handed it to Qian Yiyi.

Qian Yi took the little tree one by one, hesitated for a moment and tasted it.

"Click."

Immediately.

"Click, click, click."

A tree was quickly eaten, and Qian licked the sugar on the corner of his mouth one by one: "Uncle-"

Yi Baitang: "Huh? ”

Qian Yiyi: "The dishes you make are delicious." ”

Yi Baitang: "Hmm. ”

Qian Yiyi: "But shouldn't the food be unpalatable?" ”

Yi Baitang: "Hmph." ”

Qian Yiyi: "I don't want to cook such delicious dishes for my father, can you teach me to cook unpalatable dishes?" ”

Yi Baitang: "......"

When Shang Huaiyan woke up, he was about half an hour later than Yi Baitang.

Before opening his eyes, he touched the other half of the bed, only to pounce on the air, and experienced the weightlessness of an elevator in a half-dream.

In the next second, the person who woke up opened his eyes, gasped fiercely, and got up from the bed: "Damn-"

There was a feeling of being taken apart and reinstalled all over the body, every muscle was sore, and there was a burning pain underneath. He sat alone for a long time clutching the quilt, unable to suppress some heartfelt concern:

If this continues, will he die of indulgence at a young age?

Forget it, if you have to choose a way to die...... This kind of death should be very happy and suitable for people like me.

Shang Huaiyan thought for a moment, suddenly brightened, picked out a pajama in front of the wardrobe and put it on, and then walked downstairs.

The morning light illuminated the staircase, Shang Huaiyan turned the familiar corridor, and before he reached the first floor, he saw that next to the dining table in the living room, two people, one big and one small, were sitting upright, and the small one was immersed in the dining table, focusing on studying something; The big one also stayed in the same position, looking quite serious as well.

The years are quiet!

Shang Huaiyan sighed with emotion, and only after he finished sighing did he realize it:

"What are you doing?"

Yi Baitang raised his head: "See for yourself." ”

On the table is still Barbie's props, but at the moment only the ingredients and props in the set appear on the table.

Qian Yiyi is holding these cucumbers, potatoes, small tomatoes and other models in his hand and swinging around, all at once into a triangle, all at once into a circle, and all at once overlapping them all together!

Shang Huaiyan was a little incredulous: "When are you willing to play with your child?" ”

Yi Baitang didn't answer, he stood up, slapped his palm on Shang Huaiyan's shoulder, and the person who was standing upright immediately stumbled and sat down in his seat.

Shang Huaiyan sizzled: "Light, even if you don't want to answer, you don't have to-"

Yi Baitang walked into the kitchen, and when he came out again, he was holding a bowl of boiled dried shreds in his hand.

The dried shreds are based on the golden soup of chicken soup, with shrimp skin, bamboo shoots, and ham as auxiliary materials, and then cut into thousands of strands of dried tofu, which are piled up in the soup bowl to form the appearance of a small mountain, and the top of the mountain rises out of the soup about half a finger height, and a few green and white green onions are sprinkled on the soup, which fluctuates slightly with the juice.

Shang Huaiyan smelled the fragrance from just now, his stomach gurgled and thought, his ten fingers moved, and just about to turn his heart into action, a pair of chopsticks and a spoon were stuffed into his hands.

Shang Huaiyan held a spoon in one hand and chopsticks in the other, and said with emotion: "It's so fragrant......"

Yi Baitang said at this time: "She said that she wanted to make a dish for her father, and she didn't want to make a delicious dish, so she wanted to make an unpalatable dish." Her dad was a foodie, so he didn't want to eat a dish if it was ugly, so I asked her to practice plating. I've already called her dad, and she'll be there in three hours. ”

Shang Huaiyan suddenly realized: "I see. ”

Qian Yiyi suddenly raised his head: "Uncle, you said a lot to another uncle." Why can you talk so much to another uncle, uncle? ”

Yi Baitang looked at the little girl coldly.

Shang Huaiyan was calm: "Because my uncle likes another uncle." ”

Yi Baitang's cold gaze turned to Shang Huaiyan.

Shang Huaiyan smiled charmingly: "Did I say something wrong?" ”

He took a sip of soup first, ate a handful of dried silk, and then habitually commented:

"I think this breakfast—"

"I think this breakfast ......," he said, chewing on his food, feeling the magical taste and looking at him strangely, "it tastes so good...... You like me so much......"