The action is very quick to handle all the dishes.

Finally, in Xiao Yi's very admiring gaze, he stood in front of the gas stove.

"Uncle Feng, I'll do it." Xiao Yi also saw that Feng Yichen was very powerful, but he really couldn't cook.

Indeed, he does not do this.

He didn't even think he needed to know anything before.

But at the moment, he was trying.

Not for anything else, just for the adoring and admiring eyes of the children around him.

Feng Yichen picked up Xiao Yi and put it on the cooking table on the side, and the cooking table and the gas stove formed an corner shape.

Xiao Yi sat there, very safe.

"You say, I'll do it." Feng Yichen said.

Xiao Yi sat on the cooking table, dangling two little short legs, with a bright smile on his face.

He hadn't tried to teach people to cook like this, but he felt very good.

"Uncle Feng, you light the fire first." Grandma's voice said cheerfully.

Feng Yichen looked at the gas stove in front of him and didn't move......

After a while, I raised my hand and fumbled with the button, and finally, I succeeded in lighting the fire.

"Uncle Feng, you boil water first and blanch the celery."

"Blanched celery?" Feng Yichen expressed his incomprehension of this unfamiliar word.

"Just blanch the water first and boil it." Xiao Yi patiently taught.

Feng Yichen put water in the pot and blanched the water.

After that, Xiao Yi continued to teach with a milky voice.

"Put oil in the pot, enough is enough, no need to put it...... Yes, you can put celery in this oil temperature and stir-fry...... Put the shrimp, then the seasoning, first put the ......"

When Jian Chu came out of the house, he saw the empty living room.

Then I listened to the sound of spatulas colliding in the kitchen, and Xiao Yi's soft and glutinous little milk sound.

I couldn't help but walk over with some curiosity.

However, at this look, Jian Chu's whole person was stunned.

The picture in front of her was definitely something she couldn't even think of.

In the small kitchen, the man stood in front of the stove, his white shirt sleeves bent up a few times, revealing the man's sturdy and sleek forearms.

Holding a wok in one hand and a spatula in the other, he is stir-frying.

The suit pants and white shirt are very inconsistent with this kitchen.

But it is mixed with a fatal attraction......

After a while, Jian Chu slowly withdrew his gaze from the man.

Looking at the little guy who was sitting on the cooking table and teaching seriously, Feng Yichen turned his head and whispered a few words to Xiao Yi.

The curvature of the corners of the mouth was unexpectedly gentle at Jian Chu......

In the small kitchen, the man is holding a spatula in his hand, and the little milk doll is sitting on the counter with a smile and a head up.

This picture made Jian Chu's head suddenly flow through a warm current, and the corners of his mouth, I don't know when, also rose a little.

Feng Yichen heard what Xiao Yi said that he could get out of the pot, so he turned around with the pot and wanted to pour it into the plate.

Suddenly, when I saw the person at the door of the kitchen, my eyes narrowed slightly, and a smile flowed from the bottom of my eyes.

Sensing the man's gaze, Jian Chu instantly dodged as if he was being caught by a peeping bag.

Feng Yichen didn't say anything, but poured the dish onto the plate.

"Uncle Feng, we also made pork ribs at night, I'll warm it up for you." Xiao Yi said, knelt on the cooking table, took out the ribs covered by the hood, and put them in the microwave oven next to him

Feng Yichen looked at the child's pouting little buttocks, holding the dish with one hand and holding the child with his arm with the other.

"I'll get it later." Feng Yichen said that he was about to go out.