In the kitchen, Xiao Yi looked at the refrigerator that was stuffed with ingredients brought by Feng Yichen yesterday.

Thinking about what the old man can eat.

Finally, you plan to make a pot of porridge, then make a soup, and then stir-fry a celery shrimp?

Xiao Yi thought it was okay, first washed rice, and then began to cook porridge.

Because the portion is small, the time is relatively fast, Xiao Yi did not continue to wait, but directly started to make soup.

In the living room, the old lady originally thought that Jian Chu had left food for the family before leaving.

Xiao Yi is going to have a hot meal.

But after waiting for a long time, no one came out, but there was a sound of rustling, and I couldn't help but get up and walk over with a cane.

It's okay not to look at this, but the whole person was stunned when I saw it.

I saw that in the kitchen, the small figure stepped on the chair, preparing the ingredients on the board, and the action was quick and skillful, which made the old lady who had never cooked in her life blush.

At the same time, he was shocked: "Yiyi, what are you doing here?" ”

The old lady looked at the kitchen knife that had obviously been used aside, and was even more frightened.

Xiao Yi, who looked at the old man who suddenly walked in, was also stunned, put down the spoon, and jumped down from the chair.

"Grandma, I cooked porridge, it will be fine soon, you wait in the living room for a while."

Hearing this, Mrs. Feng looked at the rice cooker with the light on on the side, and then she reacted.

He said that there is food in the kitchen, there are ingredients, freshly cooked?

"Yiyi, you, do you usually cook by yourself?"

The old lady watched the show and saw that Xiao Yi understood the price of vegetables and knew how to make dumplings or something, which may have been arranged by the program team.

But who would have thought that this is all true?

Is this really cooking?

Hey, her precious great-grandson, how can she do all this work?

Xiao Yi shook her head: "No, she usually makes it, but I can too, grandma, my cooking is not unpalatable." ”

Afraid that the old lady would not believe him, he quickly explained.

Hearing this, the old man only thought that he would be able to hear it.

Suddenly, a strong sense of pride rose in my heart, I was so proud.

Other people's children have to be fed at the age of five, and her baby great-grandson can cook by herself.

Sure enough, it's the kind of her old Feng family, excellent!

"Yiyi, don't do it, it's too dangerous, grandma will order you takeout."

Hearing the takeaway, Xiao Yi's head immediately shook like a rattle: "No, no, it'll be fine soon." ”

Seeing that he insisted, Mrs. Feng looked embarrassed, and then whispered: "Then grandma help you?" ”

Looking at the old man who was weaker than himself, Xiao Yi shook his head in horror.

"Grandma, just wait outside, it'll be fine soon."

Mrs. Feng was also very self-aware and didn't insist, so she thought about pulling a chair from the living room.

"Then Grandma is sitting here with you."

Xiao Yi: "......"

In this way, in the kitchen, the little people are busy cooking.

At the kitchen door, the old lady on the chair was cheering with a smile on her face!

Finally, after the meal was ready, Mrs. Feng's eyes lit up as she looked at the delicious and fragrant food in front of her.

Looking at Xiao Yi's gaze is more like looking at the gaze of a peerless baby.

"Grandma, you taste." Xiao Yi pursed her lips and smiled, and said a little shyly.

It was the first time that an outsider had eaten a meal he cooked, and he was a little excited.

Mrs. Feng snorted twice, picked up chopsticks, and took a bite of shrimp.