"Have you prepared your meal?" Seeing Fu Jingyan still standing there in a daze, Mr. Fu couldn't help but scold her.

"Oh! I'll go right away! Right away!" Fu Jingyan said, then ran out and continued working in the kitchen.

No matter how much Fu Jingyan struggled, Old Man Fu showed no intention of asking anyone to help. So, he wasn't planning on having lunch, was he?

Mu Qingli was too lazy to watch her playing with the fire, so she ran back and fried a dish and made some pot stickers.

Mu Qingfeng came back from work and was having dinner. Mu Qingli packed some and took it to Fu Hongzhou's house.

The old man, Uncle Han, Mu Qingli and Fu Hongzhou, the four of them ate a little to fill their stomachs, leaving not a single bite.

That black-hearted and stupid Yan was still playing with fire in the kitchen.

Later, Fu Jingyan finally found a bag of corn husks in the corner of the kitchen, stuffed some into it, and after struggling for a long time, she finally managed to light the fire.

She prepared the braising liquid, rolled out the noodles, and cooked them. She spent the whole afternoon competing with these noodles!

Fu Jingyan, who had been struggling in the kitchen for several hours, pouted and cried in grievance.

When had she ever done this since she was a child? Even the Tan family had never cooked a few meals themselves. Now she felt that her own father was not as good to her as her father-in-law!

I have to say that this confused Fu Jingyan is worse than a crow. Crows know how to repay their parents and be filial, but she, a pig, has no idea about the word filial piety.

She felt so wronged when she made a bowl of noodles for her own father. Her parents have invested so much in raising her, but it is not as much as what they gave to a dog. It is better to raise a barbecued pork than to raise this daughter!

It’s almost time for dinner, and I finally got to see the hand-rolled noodles she made!

Fu Jingyan served the noodles and brought them to Mr. Fu. Mr. Fu looked at the bowl of noodles in front of him and didn't know where to start.

Mu Qingli was also a little speechless. Looking at this bowl of noodles, they were not even as long as finger joints, and were in little pieces. Fortunately, there was broth, otherwise, she probably wouldn't be able to find the noodles.

"Is this the true skill you inherited from your mother? Is this the hand-rolled noodles you made?" Mr. Fu asked seriously, pointing at the bowl of noodles.

"Dad, it's not my fault. This fire is too hard to light!" Fu Jingyan said embarrassedly.

She didn't even dare to say that this was her first time making it and she had never seen her mother roll noodles, so what she said was all lies.

At that time, she was thinking about playing every day, so how could she have entered the kitchen?

"Okay, I get it. Clean up the room, sweep the floor, and wipe the table!"

After hearing this, Mr. Fu didn't say whether to eat or not, but directly asked Fu Jingyan to do something else. In any case, he couldn't let her be idle.

Fu Jingyan had been busy in the kitchen for a long time and was just about to sit down and rest for a while when the old man told her to do something else. This made Fu Jingyan very angry.

Am I your nanny or maid?

Fu Jingyan pouted and went to sweep the floor again with a wronged look on her face. She even started sobbing while cleaning. Old Master Fu's face turned dark in an instant!

"What? Are you wronged by being asked to do something?" Mr. Fu asked coldly.

"Dad! I am Hongzhou's elder after all. How can you let me sweep the floor while he rests? At worst, there is a stranger here! Are you going to let outsiders laugh at your daughter?" Fu Jingyan had been holding back her anger for a long time and couldn't help but say aggrievedly.

"Are you worthy of being Hongzhou's elder? Where are the outsiders? Where are the outsiders? You are the only outsider here!"

"Dad!" Fu Jingyan threw away the broom and couldn't help but shout.

"What? Don't you want to do something? We don't keep people who eat for free at home. If you don't want to work, just leave!" Old Master Fu waved his hand impatiently, as if he really wanted her to leave.

"I'll do it! I can't do it!" Fu Jingyan looked oppressed. She picked up the broom angrily and continued sweeping the floor.

This is what is really unpleasant, and you still have to endure it!

It was so obvious that one could tell with one's toes that he had a purpose. Otherwise, with Fu Jingyan's pride and temper, she would have quit long ago!

But her pride and temper were completely extinguished when she faced the Tan family. She left the worst side of herself to the Fu family and her family.

Fu Jingyan swept the floor piece by piece, then picked up a rag and found a basin of wet water. After finally cleaning the room, she sat down in the room.

"Dad! It's all done!" Fu Jingyan sat on the sofa with a bright smile as if asking for credit.

Mr. Fu glanced at her calmly without saying anything.

"Dad, why haven't you eaten the noodles yet?" Fu Jingyan couldn't help but ask when she saw the bowl of noodles neatly placed in front of Grandpa Fu.

"This noodle is so soft and short. It's not even as delicious as a bowl of dumpling soup. Wait until you really learn how to make hand-rolled noodles before making it!" Grandpa Fu said frustratedly.

Doesn’t he want to eat this bowl of hand-rolled noodles? But can he eat it?

Fu Jingyan stood steady, but couldn't help but lower her head sadly, while muttering in her heart, "What an ungrateful person!"

I spent half a day in the kitchen cooking a bowl of noodles, but you didn't eat it. What's the point of me spending several hours in the kitchen?

Is there anyone who treats his daughter like you?

Old Master Fu had already read the resentment in his eyes. This daughter was completely ruined and there was no chance of her turning back.

If a person cooks a bad meal and others don’t want to eat it, wouldn’t they apologize and say they’ll make something better next time or something else?

This is great. He pretends to be experienced, but before he even learns how to cook, he says he is trying to please others by cooking a meal. The food he cooks is so bad that people will complain if they don't eat it.

Eat your own dark cuisine yourself!

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