Can Can was still singing her heart out, and Shen Jiazhou couldn't stop her. He turned around to talk to Wen Shuqiao, but Wen Shuqiao had already gone back to work.

Shen Jiazhou blinked, then finally placed the items on the table, taking them out one by one, and muttered, "Did I open the coconut?"

Wen Shuqiao glanced at it and said, "Okay, pour the coconut water into the pot, then scoop out the coconut meat. Can Can wants to eat it."

Shen Jiazhou followed instructions. The coconut had already been pre-opened, and he only needed to use a fruit knife to gently open the lid.

Seeing this, Wen Shuqiao found a strainer and placed it on the side of the pot to prevent some of the residue from getting into the pot and affecting the taste.

Shen Jiazhou poured all the coconut water in at once and asked, "Is there anything else I need to add?"

Wen Shuqiao glanced at it and said, "I bought water chestnuts, wash them and put them in. Also, put some red dates and goji berries in."

"Good for your health," Shen Jiazhou couldn't help but say. "Healthy."

Wen Shuqiao chuckled softly, as if she had thought of something: "I'll take you to eat super spicy hot pot another day, then you won't be laughing."

Shen Jiazhou also recalled being deceived by Wen Shuqiao that day, and said, "I'm really not afraid of spicy food."

"Hmm, you're not afraid of spicy food." Wen Shuqiao put the chicken in the bowl: "You're amazing."

Shen Jiazhou took out an empty bowl and scraped the coconut meat inside with a spoon. Hearing Wen Shuqiao say this, he replied, "Don't look down on people."

Upon hearing this, Wen Shuqiao silently took out some millet peppers from the bag, shook them, and said, "This is amazing! Let's try millet pepper rice today. This is definitely not as spicy as the super spicy hot pot."

Shen Jiazhou fell silent again.

Can Can squeezed over at this moment, and when he heard Wen Shu Qiao say this, he frowned and shook his head: "Auntie doesn't eat rice with millet peppers, okay? My mouth hurts."

Wen Shuqiao suppressed a laugh and said mischievously, "Uncle wants to try."

Can Can let out a small "ah".

The system was also shocked: 【Huh?】

Is my uncle really that brave?

Can Can tilted her head up to look at Shen Jiazhou, and after exchanging a glance with him, she sighed like a little adult: "Okay, Uncle, you eat."

There was a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"..." Shen Jiazhou scraped a piece of coconut meat for him: "Take it and go watch TV."

This is so frustrating! My aunt always refuses to eat because her mouth hurts, but when it comes to him, I just keep telling him to eat.

He had considered the possibility of drafts, but he hadn't expected it to be this bad.

Can Can took the coconut meat, took a bite but didn't move it, leaning against Wen Shu Qiao and looking at her uncle: "Aren't you going to watch TV? (chewing) I want to help Auntie wash the vegetables."

Shen Jiazhou glanced down at him, said nothing, and continued to scoop out the coconut meat.

The two of them did this quite quickly, and in no time they had washed the vegetables they were going to eat, as well as a lot of fruit. Can Can thought they couldn't see her, so she secretly ate several strawberries.

Just as she reached for it again, her uncle grabbed her by the waist and lifted her up: "So it was you. I was wondering where the strawberries were."

Can Can innocently replied, "No, baby didn't eat any strawberries~"

Shen Jiazhou curled his lips and said, "How can your acting be so bad? How can you even compete for the Best Actor award?"

Wen Shuqiao was already preparing the seasonings. Shen Jiazhou put Cancan down and started washing the limes again, saying as he washed, "I'm going to squeeze all the lime juice into Cancan's bowl and make him faint from the sourness."

Cancan retorted: "No way!"

Shen Jiazhou scoffed: "That's fine."

Hearing their conversation, Wen Shuqiao quietly moved away, probably because Shen Jiazhou was still drunk.

At 7 p.m., the pot was bubbling away. Can Can closed his eyes and savored the sweet aroma. He said, "Auntie, the chicken at home smells even better."

Looking at him like this, Shen Jiazhou couldn't help but shake his head: "It's time to develop a food chain."

Cancan is destined to become a giant in the food industry!

Wen Shuqiao served three bowls of hot coconut soup and asked, "Are you not drunk now?"

"I've just sobered up," Shen Jiazhou said. "This wine is a bit strange..."

“Xiao Miao said you drank a bottle of liquor with an alcohol content of over 40 degrees.” Wen Shuqiao explained, “The waiter brought the wrong bottle.”

“No wonder,” Shen Jiazhou couldn’t help but say, “I knew I couldn’t possibly have that kind of alcohol tolerance.”

He breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness.

Wen Shuqiao blanched the thinly sliced ​​beef and put it into Cancan's bowl. Cancan ate it in one bite, her eyes shining: "Auntie, it tastes even better than the ones in the store."

Wen Shuqiao smiled and said, "Then you should eat more."

Can Can nodded: "Mm!"

Wen Shuqiao blanched some lettuce for him, which he obediently ate. However, after eating, he thought for a moment and said, "Auntie, can we eat Yeye Chicken now that we've moved to a new house?"

"Okay," Wen Shuqiao said, "I'll make it for you then."

Shen Jiazhou, who had been drinking soup with his head down, couldn't help but look up at the two people sitting opposite him when he heard Wen Shuqiao's words. Can Can was eating heartily, while Wen Shuqiao was adding food to his bowl and occasionally asking him softly if he wanted anything else.

Wen Shuqiao noticed Shen Jiazhou's gaze across from her and asked, "What's wrong? Is it not to your liking? There are still steamed eggs in the pot."

Can Can had been nagging about wanting steamed eggs, so she had just started steaming them. The time was about right, so she said, "I'll go get them."

“Coconut chicken is delicious.” Shen Jiazhou stood up. “I’ll go make it. You can sit down.”

He entered the kitchen. The stove had been turned off long ago, and eggs were being steamed. He lifted the lid, and there was a steamed egg custard, even smoother than pudding, in the pot.

Shen Jiazhou, holding the tongs, awkwardly removed the steamed egg custard from the pot and placed it on a plate. He then pinched the edge of the plate with his fingers, preparing to take the egg custard out.

But when he reached the kitchen door, he stopped.

At the dinner table, Wen Shuqiao, having overheard something Cancan said, was looking at him and smiling.

The coconut chicken tumbled and rolled around, and the wisps of smoke that rose from it vanished in a flash.

He saw them very clearly.

We've actually eaten together countless times, and I almost forgot that the two of them were leaving.

Can Can turned her head and saw her uncle standing at the kitchen door, chewing on tender chicken, and asked, "Uncle, hurry up! I want some steamed egg custard~"

Wen Shuqiao also looked at him, but only glanced at him before saying, "Don't rush Uncle, the steamed egg custard is very hot right out of the pot."

Can Can swallowed the chicken in her mouth: "Okay then."

He looked at Shen Jiazhou and said, "Uncle, take your time!"

Shen Jiazhou chuckled softly, picked up the steamed egg custard, and went out: "Here it is."

Can Can called out, "Here comes the fragrant and smooth steamed egg custard!"

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