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Wearing an apron, Xia Chen stood in front of the counter, marinated the ribs with cooking wine and spices, took off his gloves, and began to slice lotus root.

The baby was lying on the chair in the dining room, with his little chin resting on the back of the chair, and asked softly, "Brother Fruit, what are you doing?"

Xia Chen's subordinates kept moving, slices of lotus root with even thickness fell out from under the knife: "I'm cutting lotus root..."

Xia Chen's sword skills are learned by cooking.When his mother was still there, he said that he was very much like his grandpa, he had a phoenix tongue, and he was very picky about what he ate. When he was a child, his mother stewed bone soup, cracked the bones with the back of a knife, simmered slowly, and the wax gourd was delicious. Melted in the soup, the soup is so delicious that it sticks to your lips.A talented woman who has won the Mao Dun Literature Award plays the old tricks and washes her hands to make soup. The taste is naturally unusual.

So much so that after she was gone, the rest of the old and the young could not look down on the meals cooked by the nanny at all. They had no choice but to cook with their own children, Taishan Beidou Li in the literary world, and made the water shield and sea bass soup in Song Ci for his precious grandson, which attracted Li Zhurong Run there every day.When Xia Chen was older, he learned to cook by himself.

When the baby got the answer, he carefully climbed up from the chair, and as soon as he landed, he rushed towards Lu Zhixu's room with his short legs, and jumped onto Lu Zhixu's bed like a fired shell, pressing heavily on him , Shouted: "Dad, get up quickly, and watch my brother cut the fruit!"

Lu Zhixu suffered such a heavy blow in his sleep that he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.He asked angrily, "What kind of fruit should you cut?"

The baby's eyes lit up with excitement: "Cut 'O' slices!!"

"What film?!"

"O film!" The baby was extremely excited.

Lu Zhixu supported his forehead, giving up his plan to continue communicating with the baby.Fall down and continue to sleep.

Unyielding, the baby continued to shake Lu Zhixu: "Daddy, Daddy..."

Lu Zhixu steadfastly played dead.

The baby pursed his mouth, and moisture quickly gathered in his eyes.

Hearing the sound of the baby sniffling, Lu Zhixu thought to himself that something was wrong.

Sure enough, ten seconds later, the baby's crying sound echoed in the bedroom: "I don't care! Dad, come with me to see Brother Fruit cut O slices!"

One minute later, Lu Yaoren was sitting in the dining room wearing a shirt whose neckline had been ripped open by him, with resentment lingering all over his body, watching Xia Chen cut lotus root slices with distracted eyes.

Looking at it from Lu Zhixu's angle, one could just see Xia Chen's profile. The young man's profile was very beautiful, his lips were very thin, and he always pursed them subconsciously.The skin is fair, but not thin, the body is slender, the waist is perfect, the low-rise jeans are stuck on the hip bones, what should I say?Very sexy.A little bit aggressive.

Lu Zhixu observed Xia Chen's movements for a while, and then he was attracted by the dishes he was cooking.

Lu Zhixu is very picky about what he eats, he hardly eats sweets, he hates coriander, celery, fennel and most vegetables, if the food is not to his taste, he would rather not eat it, the baby has inherited this from him.

Xia Chen turned on the range hood, took out the ribs that had skimmed off the blood foam, poured oil, waited for the oil to smoke, put the onion and garlic in the pan, and stir-fried the ribs, and waited for the ribs to turn golden, pour over and serve sauce, covered with a lid and simmering.The scent immediately filled the entire kitchen, and Lu Zhixu immediately heard the sound of the baby swallowing.

No wonder the baby likes this kid so much... Lu Zhixu thought sourly: So this kid really knows how to cook.