They decided to skip their morning classes and, carrying two bags of groceries, strolled leisurely home.

A large piece of pork hind leg and two boxes of discounted beef. Although the quality probably isn't very good, what more can you expect when it's on sale?

The vegetarian dish consisted of a large bunch of water spinach and a potato that Xia Lian was clutching like a treasure.

Lianbao, stop playing with the potatoes! You've scraped off several chunks of mud from them.

Wen Mo snatched the potato from her hand; the potato looked like it had been gnawed on, with several marks on it.

"Alright, stop torturing the potato. Go back to your room and do your homework."

Kids are always fidgeting, just like when Winmer was little he would always pick at the eraser in his hand or poke it with a pencil.

Why do this?

There's no particular reason; I just thought it was fun.

"I'll cook." Xia Lian rummaged around in the bag for something, finally pulling out a box of beef, and said earnestly with a blink of her eyes.

Wenmo tossed the potatoes back into the bag, picked up the bag and went into the kitchen, turning back to say, "You just go do your homework, I'll cook today."

Xia Lian lowered her head, clutching the hem of her clothes with both hands, and after a long while said in a muffled voice, "But, I want to help..."

"...Alright then."

Wen Mo rubbed his aching temples and replied, unable to resist the girl's insistence. How could he possibly say no to her in that tone?

He didn't want Xia Lian to worry about these trivial matters. It was enough for her to relax at home. He might as well use that time to watch more TV.

"Then help me... wash the potatoes."

After saying that, he handed Xia Lian a few potatoes and told her to go play somewhere else.

After receiving the instruction, Xia Lian ran to the sink with a potato in each hand and rinsed the mud off the potatoes with a "splash".

Today's menu is also very simple: a simple stir-fried beef with eggs, some water spinach, and easy and delicious shredded potatoes.

This is what the Wenmer family is having for dinner today.

"Hmm~"

Seemingly in a good mood, he hummed a little tune and swayed from side to side, then opened the box and poured out the beef inside.

Although it's advertised as discounted beef, it doesn't look much different from regular beef, but it's more than half the price.

The fact that it was so cheap meant that even though eating this beef made me have diarrhea, I still praised it for its laxative effect.

"Lianbao, do you want something spicy today? If you do, I'll sprinkle a little bit of chili on it." Wen Mo turned his head and asked, holding two green peppers in his hand.

Xia Lian washed the potatoes very carefully, and only after a long time did she nod her head slightly to indicate that she wanted to eat spicy food.

After washing the potatoes, she shook off the water with a satisfied expression, jogged over to Wenmo's side, and held up the two washed potatoes.

"It's done washing."

Xia Lian held the potato high, blinking her eyes as if waiting for praise.

"Wow, that's great!" Wen Mo was busy chopping chili peppers, but still managed to squeeze out a moment to praise sincerely.

After being praised, Xia Lian seemed to have grown a little tail and kept swaying around him, occasionally wrapping her arms around Wen Mo's waist.

"Be careful, my hands are covered in chili seeds, don't get burned," Wen Mo reminded her helplessly, afraid that he might accidentally touch her face.

As a devoted family man, cooking is a piece of cake for him. After years of honing his skills, Wen Mo can now chop onions with wide eyes, crack eggs with one hand, and...

Buzz, buzz, buzz...

Just as he was admiring himself, his phone rang.

"Oh dear, I can't free my hands." Wen Mo looked down at his pockets, then glanced at the chili seeds in his hand. "Lianlian, don't just stand there like an idiot, answer the phone for me."

Xia Lian widened her eyes slightly, then nodded, reached into his pocket, and grabbed his phone.

The caller ID shows a familiar face.

"Who called?" Wenmer asked while cutting potatoes.

Xia Lian didn't reply, but directly clicked on the intercom. After waiting for a while, the other party called out "Hello?".

"uncle."

"Huh? Why did you answer the phone, Xiao Lian? Where did that kid Wen Mo go?" Wen Yiquan's tone sounded strange.

Xia Lian looked at Wen Mo, who was busy, and whispered, "He's here, busy."

"Busy? What are you busy doing?"

Wen Yiquan seemed to be eating, and Su Juan's voice could be heard occasionally beside him.

"Um……"

Xia Lian held the phone to her ear, pursed her lips, and remained silent. Her incredibly simple mind was currently contemplating the act of "cooking." After a while, she suddenly realized something and, as if a beat late, exclaimed loudly:

"Wenmo is here, feed me."

"No! What did you say?!"

Wen Mo almost vomited the water he had just drunk, and threw away the kitchen knife to grab the phone.

"Hey Dad?"

"No, what were you doing just now?!" Wen Yiquan's voice sounded extremely shocked; you could practically hear the table being slammed even through the screen.

"I'm cooking. What am I doing?"

Wen Mo wiped the cold sweat from his face; his younger brother was drenched in sweat.

"...Oh, oh, you were cooking. Never mind."

"Tsk, you never call without something good coming up," Wen Mo grumbled, tucking his phone between his shoulder and his hands.

Looking back at Xia Lian, she was still standing beside him in a daze like a well-behaved child, her innocent big eyes extremely clear, not at all realizing that there was anything wrong with what she had just said.

"Wenmo, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing. My dad just threw up his back, that's why he suddenly went crazy." Wen Mo smiled gently. "Go outside and wait for a while, dinner will be ready soon."

"oh."

Xia Lian nodded and obediently moved away from the kitchen.

When she reached the living room, Wen Mo's smile vanished, replaced by a lazy tone, "What did you call for? Do you want some beef I cooked?"

"I didn't mean any beef, I was just asking if you got home yet. I didn't expect you to be cooking already."

Wen Yiquan sat back down. He had just experienced a rollercoaster ride and almost thought his son was about to be born.

Then I thought about it again and realized that I'd probably get used to Xia Lian's way of speaking soon.

Did you buy beef today?

"I bought it, two boxes too, it was super cheap, let me tell you." Wenmo's eyes lit up with laughter as he talked about it, and he sent a picture of the box of beef, "Lianbao and I snagged it together!"

"You got it online?"

"...snatched in a physical sense."

Wen Mo held an egg in one hand, cracking it while teasing his father with a smile, "Want to come and have a bite? Maybe I can save some for you, I..."

Snap...

An extremely foul odor fell into the pot, accompanied by the distinctive fishy smell of eggs.

This egg is spoiled.

"Holy crap! My beef!"