It was only after Zhao Lei drove out that he remembered that he had not yet prepared lunch. He didn't know how noisy the two children at home would be.
When Ping An was the only child, he would not protest when Wang Juan cooked occasionally, even if the food tasted average. He was really a sensible child.
But ever since Zhuzhu was born and learned to speak, my precious daughter would complain every time she ate the food Wang Juan cooked. After doing this so many times, Ping'an also learned to complain.
Wang Juan had no interest in cooking in the first place, and now after hearing her son and daughter complaining, she didn't want to cook even more. She didn't know how she was going to prepare this meal for them.
Although there is a big cafeteria, if they eat in the cafeteria at noon, the two children will definitely complain, saying that they have already eaten in the cafeteria several times, so why do they have to eat there on their day off.
It is convenient to have a canteen. When you don’t want to cook, you can just go to the canteen to get food. It is convenient and easy. But the taste of the food is really average. It is just enough to satisfy your hunger and hunger.
Forget it, let's eat what he wants tonight, or barbecue? Zhao Lei thought of the meat that had just been delivered today. He hadn't thought about how to eat it before, whether it should be hot pot, stewed or roasted.
Now, we just order barbecue. My children like barbecue, so as a parent, of course I have to satisfy their needs.
Wang Juan looked at the two children who kept protesting and felt very troubled. However, she soon thought of a solution and looked at Ping An with a smile.
Looking at his old man's smile, Ping'an's intuition told him that the situation was a little bad.
I was just about to tell Zhuzhu not to complain. After all, someone cooks for them, which is really great, so they can't complain.
Before he could say anything, his mother said cheerfully, "I can't help it. My cooking skills are not that good. Otherwise, why is it that other people's mothers cook for them, but your father cooks for us? There is a reason for that."
Isn't it just fooling the kids? How difficult is that? It's really not difficult. "But you also know that your dad is getting busier and busier at work. We can't let your dad rush to cook for us after get off work."
Compared to Zhuzhu who knew that Zhao Lei was busy with various tasks, Ping'an knew more about Zhao Lei's work, and he also knew how busy his own father was at work.
After thinking for a long time, he took a deep breath and said, "Mom, do you want me to cook?"
Ah? Wang Juan was still thinking about doing some preparations before bringing up the idea, but she didn't expect Ping An to be such a smart kid that he would actually bring it up on his own initiative.
After all, being able to bring it up on his own initiative was better than her leading him in various ways. Wang Juan was pleasantly surprised. "Son, have you really decided?"
"Well, son, let me tell you, your dad cooks, your uncle cooks and eats. Now he is assigned to the army, occasionally goes out to participate in training, occasionally stays in the wild for a few days, your uncle is really in high demand."
"Ping An, you have such a great father and uncle, your cooking skills must be good." Wang Juan praised Ping An in various ways.
Looking at Wang Juan who was saying all kinds of things about him, Ping An knew that his own father was really trying hard to get him to cook.
"But mom, you forgot that uncle and his cousins are not very good at cooking." Although they have lived here since they can remember, even though they knew there were houses in the courtyard, they were rented to their uncle and cousin.
Sometimes when he went back home with his father, his grandparents would always say things like, it’s too much for the whole family to live together. Ping An really didn’t think it was too much. He hated his two cousins, especially.
They have some hands and feet, but they don't do anything. They either let grandma, uncle or cousin do it.
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