Counterattack Guide of the Female Cannon Fodder

"Mom, I'm back."

The youth's clear voice rang at the door, and then a lively figure ran into the kitchen, "It smells so good, what is mom eating today?"

Su Li stood in the kitchen, holding a spoon in her hand, stirring the sirloin soup in the pot. She turned her head and glanced at Xia Han, who was already in high school, and the corners of her mouth raised, "Why do you leave school early today? Why didn't you go to play for a while?"

Xia Han was seventeen years old, he was close to 1.8 meters tall, and he was very delicate, with white skin, big eyes, and a naive feeling.

When he was a child, he looked a lot like Xia Chengge, with his facial features printed in a mold. But when he gets older, he looks a little like Su Li after his facial features are grown. He is exquisite and delicate, white and tender, and a standard and beautiful young man, which is very attractive.

He looked at the sirloin soup exuding the rich aroma with bright eyes, "I know my dad will definitely cook it after coming back from a business trip today. I will be back sooner."

Su Li was amused by him, raised her hand and tapped on his forehead lightly, "Am I usually hungry for you? Huh?"

"That's different," Xia Han shook his head, "every time you cook more delicious meals after Dad comes back from a business trip. Dad is your true love."

Su Li looked helplessly at her son with a sour tone, but her eyes were filled with happiness. Over the years, she has not left.

She watched Xia Han grow from a three-year-old child to a seventeen-year-old handsome boy, and the sense of accomplishment could not be resisted anyway.

Xia Han has been very smart since he was a child. He studies well and has many hobbies. Su Li didn't force him to learn anything. He would learn anything he was interested in, such as piano painting and chess, and even cooking.

When Xia Han just reached puberty, she said that she wanted to be a chef in the future and learn to cook seriously every day. The problem is that his talent in this area is about zero, he has completely inherited his father's genes, and is simply a master of the dark cooking world.

However, even so, Su Li, who favors the child, still supports him. In the end, Xia Chengge couldn't stand it anymore and forbid him to cook anymore.

Su Li looked at Xia Han, who was staring at the pot, and fed him a piece of freshly made glutinous rice ribs.

Xia Han chewed the ribs bulgingly, with a satisfied expression on his face.

His mother's dishes are the best in the world. Xia Han felt that he was so happy to be a mother's child.

Seeing that he was eating happily, Su Li took a small bowl and gave him some other dishes to let him go out to relieve his greed. "Your father is still suffering from jet lag, so you can cushion your stomach first."

Xia Han smiled and held the small bowl, stretched out his hand and hugged Su Li, his mouth was very sweet: "Mom is so nice."

Su Li smiled helplessly: "Okay, let's go out, the beef brisket soup will be boiled for a while."

Xia Han jumped out, eating while walking, very satisfied.

Su Li continued to prepare dinner in the kitchen, and after a while she heard the doorbell, and then Xia Han was talking to someone.

Su Li frowned slightly, walked to the kitchen door and looked around, and she saw someone she was familiar with.

"Hello Auntie, can I come to Cengfan?" A tall young man trot over and greeted him with a smile, and Xia Han behind him let him go out with a look of displeasure not to stay.

The corner of Su Li's mouth was stiff, "Qin Yi, aren't your parents at home?"

"Yes, auntie, can I stay?" The 1.5-meter-old young boy looked down at Su Li, somewhat pitiful.