My aunt took a leave of absence and there was no one to cook. When I woke up early in the morning and looked at the empty kitchen, I couldn't help but feel worried.

I've been busy with work these days and I definitely can't handle not having breakfast.

I decided to eat out.

At this time, Zhou Chenyan came downstairs.

"Not eating breakfast?"

"There's no breakfast. Auntie's on leave."

Zhou Chenyan glanced at me calmly and said, "Can't you do it yourself if Auntie doesn't come?"

Of course I can cook.

But I don’t want to cook it for him.

"I haven't cooked for a long time, so I'm not very good at it. Besides, we don't have much food at home. Let's go out for dinner."

I walked towards the door with my bag and phone.

I saw him turn around and go into the kitchen.

I almost suspected that I hadn't woken up yet, or that the sun had risen from the west. I actually saw Zhou Chenyan enter the kitchen in my lifetime!

He actually went into the kitchen!

Can he cook?

When I think about it, we have been married for so long, but my memory of this is completely blank. I don’t even know if he can cook.

Maybe.

He has always been very caring towards Zhou Zhizi, so it's not surprising that he learned to cook for her.

Curiosity made me put my bag down and walk to the kitchen door to look inside.

I really want to know what he is like when he cooks.

It turns out that no one is perfect.

Zhou Chenyan was indeed a genius in business, decisive and skillful in the market place, but when it came to cooking...

Nothing.

I watched him beat the eggs with shells on into the pan. The oil was not hot yet. After the oil was finally heated and the eggs rose, he hurriedly sprinkled a handful of celery into the pan.

Um……

Scrambled eggs with celery?

What kind of dish is this?

I watched him busying around with a confused look on my face. He seemed very busy, but he didn't accomplish anything.

All that was produced was dark cuisine.

I don’t even know if I can eat it.

I can't tell the difference between salt and sugar, soy sauce and dark soy sauce. The yellow eggs turned black when scrambled, and I don't know if it's the dark soy sauce or because...

It's confused.

In the end, he probably felt that cooking was not his forte, so he switched to making noodles.

After a series of wars and 81 difficulties, the noodles were finally ready.

I looked at the face in front of me and was speechless.

The noodles were broken and there was not much soup in them. They were more like lumps of noodles than noodles, with two pitiful green vegetables on top.

An egg with a shell.

I lose my appetite just looking at it.

Zhou Chenyan took a look and said coldly, "Just throw it away."

"No, let me try it."

He looked at me with a touched expression.

I immediately realized that he had misunderstood, but I was too lazy to explain.

I swear, I'm really just curious.

I saw with my own eyes how he cooked this bowl of noodles.

I'm really curious about the taste of this noodle.

After taking a bite, the taste is instantly a bit intoxicating and hard to describe in words.

In short, to sum up.

Two words - unpalatable.

I didn't give him any face at all and put down my chopsticks immediately, not even forcing a smile. "You'd better not cook in the future."

If you don't have the talent, give up.

Zhou Chenyan looked embarrassed and dumped all the noodles into the trash can.

I saw him with a sour face, and took the dishes to the kitchen to clean up.

Soon there was a snap from inside!

I rushed to the kitchen door and saw that the bowl had fallen to the ground and shattered.

I kindly reminded him, "I think it's best if you don't go into the kitchen from now on."

It’s okay if he cooks some weird dishes, but no matter how many plates you have, he won’t be able to smash them all.

I quite like the lace on this bowl.

I want to buy it again, but I don’t know if I can buy it.

I picked up the pieces on the ground and felt a little sad. This was what I bought when we got married. Everything was done according to my preferences.

Once it is broken, it is really gone.

"I didn't mean it." Zhou Chenyan said softly.

I tossed the broken pieces into the trash and went to get the apron hanging on the wall.

Yes, Zhou Chenyan didn’t even bring an apron.

There were grease spots on his shirt, and he smelled of oil smoke all over.

He didn't even turn on the range hood!

"You'd better go take a shower and clean up, or you'll be late for work."

Zhou Chenyan then turned and left.

When he came back, I had already prepared two bowls of egg and vegetable noodles, using the same ingredients, but mine looked much better than his.

Zhou Chenyan took a bite and felt a little nostalgic, "It's been a long time since I had the noodles you made."

Even though he looks nostalgic now, when we first got married, I cooked for him every day, but he didn't seem to appreciate it at all.

I even got tired of eating it.

So he said let him talk and I didn't respond.

I wanted to eat it today too, but I will never cook it for him in the future.

Zhou Chenyan did not make this request. He just finished his breakfast silently and took the initiative to take the dishes to the kitchen to clean up.

I took a look at the tableware and felt a little bit reluctant.

But then I thought, Zhou Chenyan is rich.

If it breaks, ask him to buy a new one.

I just let him go.

He went into the kitchen to clean up, and I grabbed my bag, slung it over my back, and headed for the parking lot.

The car had already been towed back and sent to a repair shop for repairs.

I was about to get in the car when I heard a voice.

"Sister Yanyan."

Zhou Zhizi.

I hesitated for a moment, deciding to pretend I didn't hear and get in the car.

But she chased after him.

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