Chen Siyu came out and twisted her stiff waist. "Because your reaction was different from what she expected. She lost the bet, so of course she's sad."

After recalling the reactions of the two people just now, Xiao Feiran understood.

Her gaze swept back and forth between Cheng Zhi and Huang Yiyi. "You two are really boring."

As the group was talking, Zheng Wan and her sisters returned from outside. They had gone out to cut some grass and gathered some branches and wood.

Zheng Wan wasn't tired at all; on the contrary, she was extremely happy. She carried her basket to everyone and said, "There are so many maple trees on that mountain outside. Although many of them are dead, the ones that are still alive are really beautiful. I collected a lot of fallen leaves. It will be so romantic to make a fire with them, hahaha..."

At dinner time, every household started cooking.

Aside from eating together on the first day, they cooked for each other separately afterward, since everyone has different tastes and it's more comfortable to eat separately.

Cheng Zhi wasn't as skilled with the stove as Zheng Wan, so to be on the safe side, they spent most of the time eating porridge and soup these past few days.

Cheng Zhi is going to cook soup again tonight, and Cheng Ye and Xiao Feiran are helping her.

Cheng Ye was chopping bok choy and tomatoes when he asked curiously, "Sister Feiran, are you making vegetable and lean meat porridge tonight?"

Xiao Feiran, who was squatting on the ground peeling potatoes, shook her head. "It shouldn't be. Don't guess. You'll find out soon enough."

After a while, all the dishes were ready.

Xiao Feiran stopped moving. Cheng Ye looked at Xiao Feiran, who had sat down to rest, and then at the ingredients in front of her. "Is this a salad now?"

Xiao Feiran nodded at Cheng Ye, pulled up a small stool for him, and told him to sit and wait a while. "Be patient, the head chef is your sister. How can we start if she hasn't finished?"

Cheng Zhi stirred the flour in the basin in front of the stove, until all the flour was turned into small lumps.

With the most difficult part of the dish finished, she quickly put the ingredients into the boiling pot.

When it was almost cooked, Cheng Zhi poured in the egg mixture little by little, and soon beautiful egg flowers floated to the surface in the pot.

Finally, sprinkle in the bok choy, chopped green onions, and sesame seeds, then add two drops of sesame oil. This pot of dumpling soup is now ready.

When Cheng Ye saw the finished product in front of her, she realized it was dumpling soup.

Hearing Cheng Ye's incredulous words, she looked at Cheng Ye and asked, "Otherwise, what do you think I was doing just now?"

Cheng Ye smiled as she stood up and backed away, saying, "I told you you're not allowed to hit me. You were splashing water with one hand and stirring frantically with the other. From behind, you really looked like you were performing an exorcism on the flour."

Cheng Zhi: "..." You have such a vivid imagination!

Contrary to expectations, Cheng Zhi remained expressionless and did not raise her fist.

Cheng Ye even waved his hand in front of her, but she didn't react.

Cheng Ye became a little scared. "Why don't you hit me a couple of times?"

Cheng Zhi shook her head, rejecting his suggestion, "You're all grown up now, it's not good to keep hitting you."

When did his sister become so nice? Cheng Ye's face was full of disbelief, and he asked again, "Really not going to hit me?"

Cheng Zhi nodded.

Cheng Ye cheered, "The sun must have risen in the west today! You've finally grown up!"

After saying that, Cheng Ye even circled the table twice to celebrate.

The three people drinking soup nearby remained silent; they didn't believe that the two would really call a truce.

Sure enough, the next second, Cheng Zhi took the bowl of soup in front of Cheng Ye and placed it in front of herself. "You've grown up, you need to learn to be self-sufficient. You don't need to eat the food your sister cooks anymore. Besides, there's a magic in these noodles. It would be even worse if you ate them and got possessed."

Parents and Xiao Feiran: "We knew we were right."

Cheng Ye: "..." Sure enough, there was a trap waiting for him!

Before Cheng Zhi could even take a couple of sips of soup, Cheng Ye leaned in with a smile, "Sister, it's such a shame that such a delicious thing is missing someone to taste and praise it. I can write a 500-word review for you, praising it! Praising you too!"

Cheng Zhi raised her face and gave Cheng Ye a fake smile, "I don't care about your praise. Besides, someone else will praise me."

Cheng Ye looked at her parents and Xiao Feiran, who were eating with their heads down, and asked, "Who else is there besides them?"

Cheng Zhi pointed to the two little ones playing by the door, "And there's Liu Liu and French Fries. Their praise for me is heartfelt, unlike some people who only offer superficial compliments."

"..."

They can't talk! Does that even count?!

Finally, after Cheng Ye's persistent pleading, he ate the meal and drank two bowls, praising the soup highly.

Although Cheng Zhi wanted to be praised, she couldn't take it anymore. "Dude, you don't need to praise me like that. It's just a bowl of dumpling soup. Your words are too exaggerated."

Cheng Ye finished the last bit of her drink and said sincerely, "But it's really delicious. When did you become such a good cook, sis? Teach me sometime so I can cook for you guys."

Unlike the previous flattery, Cheng Zhi could hear the seriousness in Cheng Ye's words.

Cheng Zhi smiled and said okay.