"Great! There's porridge and side dishes, and Xiao Feng even boiled eggs for us. It's quite a nutritious meal!"

Su's mother nodded in satisfaction as well.

I was thinking of letting Su Feng sleep a little longer, but I didn't expect my son to get up so quickly and take over my job.

"No way!"

"It's clearly not nutritious at all! I wanted fried spring rolls and they didn't even make them for me!" Among the people present, only Su Muyun was dissatisfied, pouting and complaining.

At the same time, he started stirring the porridge in his bowl with his chopsticks.

Su Feng was both amused and exasperated. "You didn't say you wanted to fry spring rolls!"

Worried that the two children would quarrel, Su Nanlin tried to smooth things over by saying, "Alright, Yunyun!"

"It's not easy for your brother to get up early in the morning to make us breakfast, so don't be picky."

As he spoke, Su Nanlin picked up the spoon that was placed on the side of the bowl and slowly scraped a thin layer of porridge along the edge of the bowl. Before tasting it, Su Nanlin did not forget to prepare Su Muyun and the other person mentally.

"Your brother has been studying at school all this time, so please don't complain if the porridge isn't cooked perfectly!"

"Anyway, Dad won't look down on your brother!"

"No matter how it tastes, Dad can eat it!" After saying that, Su Nanlin chuckled to himself, which livened up the atmosphere quite a bit.

The spoon was put into Su Nanlin's mouth.

Su Nanlin stopped abruptly, looked up sharply, and stared at Su Feng in surprise.

Upon seeing this, Su Muyun immediately began to mock, "Hahahaha!"

"Dad, you still said you'd never dislike my brother no matter what!"

"It tasted so bad you couldn't eat it anymore, right?"