The vicious mother brought her villain child to play badly in the baby show

"Beep beep..." The cell phone vibrated.

Lu Tingyan lowered his head and glanced at the phone screen.

Special Assistant Chen: "Mr. Lu, do you still want the same taste and dishes as before?"

Lu Tingyan looked up at Ye Bei, then lowered his head and typed a few words, "No need."

He put his cell phone in his trouser pocket and saw Ye Bei open the lid of the pot and pour some unknown seasoning into it. A mixed aroma of wine and meat wafted out from the kitchen.

Ye Bei put some chili peppers, salt and other seasonings in it and stir-fried it for a few times.

When the dish came out of the pot, it was colorful, fragrant and delicious. Lu Tingyan was not hungry at first, but when he smelled the flavor, he couldn't help but swallowing.

It turns out she can really cook!

Ye Bei didn't even notice that he was standing behind her. When she turned around with the dishes in her hand, she saw a figure standing at the door.

Her eyes suddenly widened, her face was speechless, and she was angry in her heart, "Brother, can you please say a word? People will scare people to death!"

"I really...it's my blessing to meet you!" Ye Bei complained.

Lu Tingyan was a little embarrassed and walked over, "Sorry."

After saying that, his ears turned red and he quickly took the plate from Ye Bei's hand.

"Oh, then you can take the dishes and chopsticks over later." Seeing that he apologized sincerely, Ye Bei's anger subsided.

Lu Tingyan turned around and said, "I understand."

Ye Bei stared at him and unexpectedly found that Lu Tingyan's ears turned red. She thought that this guy was actually shy.

She laughed out loud.

I don't know when he came here just now.

She fried another plate of braised prawns. The aroma of the prawns wafted out of the house and could be smelled by the neighbors next door.

"Whose cooking smells so good? When did a chef move into our building?" Aunt Zhang just brought out a bowl of food from the kitchen and she was so hungry by the delicious smell.

Mother Ye followed her out with two bowls of rice in her hands. She couldn't help but mutter, "This smells so good. It must be fried shrimps."

“It feels like it’s from next door.”

"Who else could be next door? It's your house, right? Ye Bei and Lu Tingyan are back. They must be cooking." Aunt Zhang took off her apron and sat on the chair.

"Zhou Zhou, Xiao Ze, you finally made it to Grandma Zhang's house. You should try Grandma Zhang's cooking. If you think it's delicious, ask your parents to come to my house more often."

"Old Ye, our Xiao Bei doesn't know how to cook. Did she learn it at the Lu family over the years?" Mother Ye tilted her head and looked at Father Ye with some confusion.

The two men felt sorry for their daughter because she would have to cook for others at her husband's house after getting married, so they never taught her.

"That should be the case. Xiao Bei didn't know how to cook at all before, and we never thought of letting her cook." Father Ye sighed and felt a little distressed.

My own daughter is spoiled as a baby, but when she grows up, she cooks for others...

"Okay, stop being like this. If I were to say, it's because of you two that Ye Bei got spoiled. She will eventually grow up. You guys spoil her so much, won't she spoil her own children? Will she learn to cook for her children?" Aunt Zhang clicked her tongue and started to tease.

The two children were sitting beside them eating obediently. Zhou Zhou was holding a big iron spoon in his little hands, and Aunt Zhang had put a chicken leg in his bowl.

His little mouth was full of oil, with a grain of rice stuck to his red lips. His clever eyes turned around and his little ears perked up as he listened to the adults talking.

From time to time, I would put a spoonful of thick chicken soup and rice into my mouth and listen while chewing.

[Mom can cook? She can’t cook at all! ]

【That must have been done by Dad.】

[Dad, this is too much. He has never eaten the food cooked by dad in his life.]

[Hmph! Damn it, stinky daddy, if you don’t cook for Zhou Zhou, you are no longer a good father to Zhou Zhou.]

【He is angry. 】

The more Zhou Zhou thought about it, the angrier he became. His father obviously loved him very much, but he wouldn't even let him eat the food he cooked.

He angrily stared at the big chicken drumstick in the bowl, then turned his anger into appetite, took a big bite of the chicken drumstick, "Ah~~"

snort!

If his dad doesn't cook for him, he'll eat other people's food. He doesn't want his dad to cook for him.

“Brother, have you ever eaten the dishes cooked by dad?” He asked Lu Chengze vaguely while chewing the meat in his mouth and puffing his cheeks.

Lu Chengze stared at him. When he mentioned this, he remembered that his younger brother was still very young and his mother didn't care about him.

It seemed that his father had cooked for him when he came back, but it was not delicious, just ordinary Western food.

"Eat."

When Zhou Zhou heard these two words, his face froze as if struck by lightning, and he became even more unhappy.

My brother has eaten it too, but he is the only one who hasn’t.

Just when the people in the room were chatting.

With a "click", the door of Aunt Zhang's house was opened from the outside.

A man walked in. Aunt Zhang saw him and said with a smile, "Didn't you say you had an appointment today? How come you're back so soon?"

"That person is busy and can't come." Rong Zhe responded.

He changed into slippers at the door and was walking in when he saw people sitting at the dining table in the living room.

Rong Zhe was stunned for a moment, "Uncle, Auntie, you are here too."

"Yes, Rongzhe, stop standing there and come over to eat. Your mother just prepared it. It's just right that you're back." Mother Ye greeted with a smile.

"Rongzhe, you should have told your mother when you came back, so that we could wait for you to eat."

"It's okay, Auntie. How can I let you wait? I'll go to the kitchen to get a bowl." Rong Zhe was originally in a low mood, but after seeing Ye's father and mother, his mood was not so bad anymore.

He carried the bowl of rice back to the table and noticed Lu Zhizhou and Lu Chengze at the table.

"Are these two children Ye Bei's?"

"Zhou Zhou, Xiaoze, this is Uncle Rong. He is Aunt Zhang's son and also a friend of your mother." Mother Ye introduced them to the two children.

Zhou Zhou looked up at Rong Zhe and said in a baby voice, "Uncle, hello!"

This uncle looks okay, but not as good-looking as his stinky poop.

Lu Chengze said lightly: "Hello, uncle."

"Ye Bei's child? He's so cute." Rong Zhe glanced at Zhou Zhou and Lu Chengze. The two children didn't look very much like Ye Bei. Instead, they looked more like that man.

Especially Ye Bei’s eldest son.

"Hello everyone."

Rong Zhe reached out and touched Lu Zhizhou's little head. "Little boy, how old are you?"

"Oh, I'm three years old." Zhou Zhou stretched out his three little fingers and compared.

Lu Chengze next to him looked at him, obviously older than him, "What about your brother?"

"Brother, I'm five years old."

There was a hint of loneliness in Rongzhe's eyes. It was not long ago that Ye Bei graduated from university five years ago.

He was still studying abroad at that time.

……

At the same time, Ye Bei and Lu Tingyan from next door had already served the food and were ready to eat.

"Try it."

Lu Tingyan looked at the delicious dishes on the table. If he hadn't seen Ye Bei making them herself, he wouldn't have dared to believe it.

He held the chopsticks, picked up a piece of beef and put it in his mouth. After chewing for a few times, Lu Tingyan suddenly raised his eyes.

The dishes cooked by Ye Bei are delicious. Even someone like him who doesn’t have any particular requirements for food thinks they are better than those cooked outside.

When did she learn to cook?

"not bad."

Ye Bei smiled and said, "It's not easy to catch Mr. Lu's eye."