Doctor Fu's trap is too gentle

Even Mr. Meng, who had been staying in his room recuperating, was attracted by the movement downstairs. After seeing that it was Fu Shubai cooking there, he couldn't help being surprised, "What's wrong with Shubai? Why is he so good..."

The following words were interrupted by the sound of a frying pan bursting into flames in the kitchen.

Seeing that Fu Shubai was extremely embarrassed, after a few seconds of being embarrassed, he quickly took the lid of the pot to cover it, and then quickly turned off the fire.

Everyone else has a look of horror.

The cooking of this meal is too frightening.

Even the cooks have a look of bitterness and hatred, and there is nothing they can do to help.

Meng Qingqing hugged Guaiguai and sat far away. Fortunately, Guaiguai was able to bear it well, and she was not frightened by what she just said.

Not long after, Uncle Fu came over with a disheveled face.

Now he can only be described as extremely embarrassed. Not only is his face all gray, but even his hands are red, obviously scalded. He always loves himself and loves to be clean, almost never Make yourself like this.

But to learn how to cook...

Meng Qingqing felt that he must have lost his mind.

Fu Shubai noticed Meng Qingqing's eyes, and reached out to hug Guaiguai in her arms.

Meng Qingqing hurriedly protected her son, with a disgusted expression on her face, "Hurry up and change your clothes, you'd better take a bath again."

Fu Shubai: "..."

Is he that bad?
Fu Shubai glanced to the side, the wall is made of glass, you can see his distressed appearance at this moment, really, he is so embarrassed that he himself dislikes it.

His hands were still frozen in mid-air, he turned back, noticed Meng Qingqing's disgusted eyes, a rare look of embarrassment flashed across his face, he turned and went upstairs.

After changing clothes, Meng Qingqing sat with the old man, teasing and playing obediently, while several chefs and Mrs. Li were cleaning up the battlefield in the kitchen.

The kitchen at this time can really be described as a battlefield.

Miserable.

Fu Shubai paused, pretending he didn't see it, sat down next to Meng Qingqing, and went to hug his son.

Obediently being touched by him, she frowned in disgust and immediately burst into tears.

Meng Qingqing slapped his hand away and flicked him like a fly, "Go away, don't you see your son despising you?"

Fu Shubai gritted his teeth and stared obediently. When the little guy saw him being scolded, he waved his fist excitedly, obviously taking pleasure in other's misfortune.

He suspected that this guy did it on purpose!

I owe a lot.

He was disgusted for a time, and even Mr. Meng, who always loved him the most, didn't speak, for fear that his great-grandson would cry again.

Fu Shubai was helpless.

Over there, several chefs came out, and one of the chefs said tremblingly, "Well... Mr. Fu, we are really powerless, you should hire someone else."

Fu Shubai immediately cast a cold look at him, and just happened to be upset, and the chefs became punching bags.

"Are you all so bad at cooking? Can't even teach you well?"

A few culinary skills were frightened immediately, boss, it’s not that our culinary skills are too bad, but your talent is too bad. If you really can’t teach us, you don’t even want to.

"Why are you angry with them?" Meng Qingqing recently complained about Fu Shubai a little bit, "You can't do it yourself."

"I can't do it?" Fu Shubai rolled his eyes, like a peach blossom picking up, lowered his voice and smiled in Meng Qingqing's ear, "Qingqing thinks I can't do it, we can try it tonight."

Meng Qingqing immediately shut up.

This bastard, now he is so bold that he dares to tease her in front of so many people!