However, that afternoon he really made up his mind to do things one by one.

After much thought, I decided to start with the simplest thing: handmade chocolate.

So, taking advantage of the fact that no one was using the kitchen after dinner, I rolled up my sleeves and got ready to get to work.

Fu Shiqin, holding Tian Tian, ​​sat in the kitchen watching the commotion. He watched as Fu Shiyi chopped up the dark chocolate, put it in a pan, and prepared to heat and melt the chocolate.

However, the more he fried it, the drier it became, and it even emitted an unpleasant smell.

Madam Fu glanced over as she passed by and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Mom, what kind of heart-shaped chocolates is he going to make for Ding Dongdong?" Fu Shiqin said with a smile.

Although all three brothers had learned to cook before, Fu Shiyi had done the least cooking and hadn't cooked for many years.

Mrs. Fu frowned as she looked at the charred mess in the pot. "Even a dog wouldn't eat this."

"Isn't it just a matter of frying them until they're melted and then pouring them into the mold?" Fu Shiyi turned off the stove, wondering where he had gone wrong.

"Just throw it in the pan and stir-fry it? Do you think this is stir-frying vegetables?" Fu Shiqin chuckled and said, "You need to heat it in a double boiler, you idiot."

After hearing his words, Tian Tian also repeated a phrase in her childish voice.

"……Fool."

Fu Shiyi glared at the two of them, washed the pot, and then cut up a bunch of dark chocolate again.

Then, I found a pot to boil water, preparing to heat it using a double boiler method as Fu Shiqin had suggested.

"Heat it to over 50 degrees Celsius, take it off and stir it in one direction. Let it cool to about 27 degrees Celsius, then heat it again. Then you can pour it into the mold." Fu Shiqin saw that he was pitiful and gave him a few pointers.

Now even making chocolate is such a mess, I can't wait to see him knit scarves and do cross-stitch.

Fu Shiyi strictly followed his instructions, poured the heated chocolate into the mold, and carefully placed it in the refrigerator.

I made dark chocolate, and then I made some white chocolate.

Then, people would stand by the refrigerator, waiting for the chocolate to solidify.

One person waited until everyone in the family was asleep before the chocolate finally took shape. After checking it, he carefully put it into the prepared gift box, intending to give it to Ding Dongdong when the others were finished.

He'd made the chocolate, but now he was torn between knitting a scarf or doing cross-stitch.

It sounds like knitting a scarf is simpler.

So, after finishing a day's work and returning home, I started fiddling with a pile of yarn.

However, after three days of knitting, it still hadn't taken shape. Fu Shiqin watched his progress every day and laughed until his stomach hurt.

"Are you sure you're knitting a scarf, not a rag?"

"You think it's easy? You try it!" Fu Shiyi said angrily.

Now that he's finished knitting, he's thinking of using the yarn to hang himself.

“I won’t try, and I won’t know how.” Fu Shiqin said gloatingly.

Fu Shiyi ignored him and continued to bury himself in his work with a pile of yarn.

“Even in this state, you still intend to give it to Ding Dongdong. The one she knitted for you back then was much prettier than this,” Fu Shiqin said.

"Whether it's good or bad, it's the thought that counts. It's enough that he knows I put my heart into it," Fu Shiyi defended himself.

If you ask him to knit a decent scarf, he probably won't be able to do it even next year.

So, anything that looks like a scarf will suffice.

He believed that Dongdong would understand his good intentions.

He would never have done such a brainless thing before.