Wind Chaser: Rebirth in the 18th Year of the Republic of China

Wei Ruolai blushed after hearing this and quickly explained, "Sir, it's not because of Jin Zhen, it might be because the weather is too hot."

The temperature was not too bad at night, and with the floor fan on, Shen Tunan didn't feel hot.

However, he understood that if Lai was young and had a hot temper, it was normal for him to feel hot. He smiled silently and did not expose her.

"Go to bed early. I really want to test the recovery of my hand tomorrow. You can practice the piano with her then."

Some time ago, Jinzhen talked to him about wanting to play the piano for Ruolai. At that time, he had just had surgery, and he decisively rejected Jinzhen's outrageous idea. However, now that she is almost healed, the doctor also asked her to practice using her hands a little bit every day, so she can play the piano.

"Well, I'll take good care of it."

Wei Ruolai assured.

He had heard the sound of piano at a banquet before, and it was only a long time later that he realized it was Jin Zhen playing. He regretted not listening carefully at the time.

Fortunately, Jinzhen now has the time and is willing to play the piano for him.

Wei Ruolai closed his eyes and fell asleep with longing in his heart, and his breathing gradually became steady.

Without Ruo to disturb him, Shen Tunan fell asleep quickly.

After washing up in the morning, Shen Jinzhen opened the door and saw Ruolai from the second floor wearing an apron and walking out of the kitchen with a plate in her hand.

Seeing him acting like a good wife and mother, Jinzhen smiled secretly. This guy looks so cute when he cooks.

Shen Tunan heard the noise and waved to Jin Zhen, "Come down quickly to eat. Ruo Lai made today's breakfast. Try it."

Hearing this, Shen Jinzhen became a little curious.

The plate that was brought to the table just now seemed to contain bread. Was it Western food he made?

Shen Jinzhen responded, walked down the corridor and came to the dining table.

The food on the table is a mix of Chinese and Western food, and it looks very good.

Shen Tunan asked Jinzhen to sit down and picked up a piece of toast and put it on Shen Jinzhen's plate.

"Try it. It's freshly baked."

Wei Ruolai finished making breakfast and sat down. When she heard what the gentleman said, she felt a little embarrassed.

He saw that it was easy to do and immediately followed the servants to learn.

Shen Jinzhen picked up the toast on the table, put some sesame sauce on it, and started to taste it.

The temperature is just right and it’s not burnt. It would be great if it was so successful the first time.

"Ruolai is very talented," she said, picking up the egg on the table, peeled one, and handed it to Wei Ruolai as a reward.

Hearing the praise, Ruo Lai's lips curled up and she was secretly happy in her heart.

He will learn better and faster in the future and cook for Jinzhen every day.

After Shen Jinzhen finished praising Ruolai, he also did not forget to praise his brother, "But brother's cooking is still the best. I like eating brother's cooking the most."

Shen Tunan actually smiled at this obvious act of flattery, and was very pleased. It was rare that Jinzhen did not forget to praise his brother when he praised Ruolai.

Shen Tunan finished the bread on the plate, drank the milk, picked up the napkin on the table to wipe his mouth, said goodbye to the two people and went to work.

There were only two of them in the huge restaurant at the moment. Shen Jinzhen took the fried dough sticks from the table, took a bite as it looked good, and found it was crispy and tasted the same as the ones his aunt had made before.

She felt a little surprised and looked at the person next to her, "Ruolai, did you do these too?"

Hearing Jin Zhen's question, Wei Ruolai looked nervous, "This is my first time making it. I haven't tried it before. Will it taste bad?"

People in their hometown don’t eat fried dough sticks in the morning, but it seemed easy to make, so they just followed and learned how to make it.