As soon as they finished eating, they saw that Meng Lingyu had really left the house, exchanged glances with each other, and brushed into the kitchen.

"Squirrel Guiyu, you need to cut it with a knife, can you do it?" Zhang Wanwan, who was helping Zhang Ning squeeze ginger juice, glanced at Zhang Yanyuan, who was looking at the fish and thinking, and asked him with great confidence.

"Of course, if you cut it, you can make it steam." Zhang Yanyuan glanced at the picture of the recipe above, picked up a knife and cut it.

After helping Zhang Ning, Zhang Wanwan went to choose vegetables.

After putting the ingredients and ingredients, Zhang Ning lowered her head and stirred the pork vigorously for a while, until it was ready, she picked up a ball and prepared to knead it into large meatballs.

"Ning Ning, my sister loves you. In a few moments, my lion's head will be ready to eat. Zhang Wanwan raised her finger to Zhang Ning and said with a smile.

Zhang Ning put the kneading meatballs, looked back at Zhang Wanwan and said, "Me too, make two plates for you to eat." She poured oil into the pot, and when the oil was hot, she picked up the chopsticks and put them into the oil pan one by one, fried them until golden brown, and then fried the second plate.

Zhang Wanwan chose a good dish, she immediately went to serve it aside and left it for the last steaming, and Zhang Ning carried out the second task, pulling the shrimp line.

"Dangdang, look at my flower knife, how about it?" Zhang Yanyuan, who finally cut the osmanthus fish, couldn't help but sigh.

Zhang Wanwan looked over, lowered his head and pulled out the shrimp line, "It's okay, I can barely see it." ”

"It's good, you go and take a look at the chicken soup in the pot, if you can, you can bring me a bowl, I need to use it." Zhang Ning glanced at it and said to Zhang Yanyuan's expectant eyes.

"Alright, Chef Zhang." Zhang Yanyuan didn't get a word of praise, he lowered his head and went to the cupboard to get the bowl.

"Making longevity noodles, I didn't think of it. I thought it would be nice to have a cake. Zhang Wanwan suddenly came to her senses and watched Zhang Ning take the bowl of chicken soup.

"I just remembered, too, and almost forgot." Zhang Ning put down the chicken soup, beat an egg and put it in the pot.

"It's still our family Ning Ning who is smart." Zhang Yanyuan coated the fish with cornstarch and did not forget to say a word.

Grandma Wu looked at them with a happy smile on her face.

"Happy birthday, Mom!" Zhang Wanwan walked into the office, covered Meng Lingyu's eyes, and said with a smile.

After thinking for a while, Meng Lingyu remembered that today was her birthday. "Mom is happy, and I wish you happiness." She held Zhang Wanwan's hand and kissed her hand.

"I ate this bowl of longevity noodles specially cooked for you by Ning Ning first, and there will be a surprise when I get home." Zhang Wanwan opened the insulated lunch box, took out a bowl of noodles and said.

"Surprise, shouldn't it be our chef in charge today, she doesn't cook easily." Meng Lingyu pinched Zhang Wanwan's nose and pretended to think for a while before saying with a smile.

"Sure enough, the guess is good, Ning Ning is right." Zhang Wanwan lay on the table, watching her eat with relish, and couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

Meng Lingyu was amused by her, picked up a chopstick and handed it to her mouth and said to her. "Eat snacks, every day with you, every day my mother passes, it's a birthday."

"Thank you, Mom." She took a bite, her eyes wide open, and her hands clapped on the table.

Meng Lingyu laughed, picked up the egg and ate it.

18 dishes filled the table, and seeing the dishes that had been busy for several hours, Zhang Ning and Zhang Yanyuan smiled and slapped each other.

After setting up the dishes and chopsticks, Zhang Wanwan walked over and wanted to high-five Zhang Yanyuan, but Zhang Yanyuan automatically ignored her as if he didn't see it, and grimaced at her. Zhang Ning walked over and high-fived her, and she laughed.