As expected, Huangfu Junhao's guess was confirmed by evening, but he wisely said nothing to avoid accidentally angering Su Xiaoxiao.
In the kitchen, just as most of the guests had arrived, Nangong Yi suddenly closed the door.
As he watched his wife humming a little tune and happily stewing two different types of medicinal dishes, the doting smile in his eyes deepened.
One of the two medicinal dishes was specially prepared for Su Xiangming, and the other, which included snow pear, was stewed for Nangong Cang.
"So happy."
Nangong Yi glanced at the pot of soup she had left aside. To be precise, it was a pot of water that hadn't boiled, containing tomatoes and beaten raw eggs, and the tomato noodles seemed to have some undissolved salt and MSG sprinkled on them. His lips twitched involuntarily.
It seems that Shan Jiaxi is going to be teased by his little wife again tonight, but he doesn't care.
Actually, Su Xiaoxiao is not incapable of cooking; her cooking style varies depending on the individual.
Just like when she was trying to treat Su Xiangming's cough, she researched many ways to stew pears, and even injured her own hand in the process.
Of course, she also secretly made things for Nangong Yi in private, but she didn't succeed, so she didn't tell him.
"Xiaoxiao, are you sure you didn't make a mistake with this soup?"
"No mistake, I learned this from Baidu."
Su Xiaoxiao pointed to her phone lying to the side, her smile growing wider.
Nangong Yi glanced at her phone but said nothing.
"Huh, I didn't fire."
Just as Su Xiaoxiao was stirring the soup with her chopsticks, she noticed the problem with the ingredients in the soup.
However, she didn't care.
As she spoke, she turned on the fire and heated the ingredients in the pot directly in this way.
Nangong Yi merely raised an eyebrow, then pointed to the medicinal meal she had prepared and asked, "Both grandfathers received some, but did your husband get some?"
"I wanted to make you a steak, but I couldn't manage it."
Su Xiaoxiao pointed at the burnt steak she had dumped into the trash can, and her little mouth pursed up.
Nangong Yi took the opportunity to steal a kiss on her lips, then feigned displeasure and said, "Didn't you say this was your brother Jin's favorite steak? How come it's suddenly made for me?"
"Brother Jin and the others are already frying them. I thought the recipe was quite simple, so I wanted to fry one for you myself, but I didn't succeed and even got a blister."
Su Xiaoxiao really wanted to cook a steak for Nangong Yi, but she just didn't have the talent.
She was especially frightened by the sudden burst of flames when the steak was put into the pan, and the splattering oil also made her extremely panicked.
If it weren't for the chef saving the day, she might have actually burned the kitchen down.
A chef who was busy nearby heard the two talking about steak and quickly spoke up to help.
“Young Master, please don’t make things difficult for the young mistress. We’re all worried she might hurt herself while she’s frying steak.”
"Um."
Nangong Yi nodded, and when he saw the blisters on Su Xiaoxiao's fingers, the heartache in his eyes deepened.
"Let me take care of it for you."
“I’m not that delicate. I also need to take care of the medicinal meals my grandfathers prepare.”
Su Xiaoxiao withdrew her hand and continued to stand by the side, guarding the medicinal food, a faint smile on her face.
Nangong Yi nodded, then silently stayed with her in the kitchen.
Before long, the medicinal soup was ready, and the kitchen also prepared the evening's dishes.
Nangong Yi gently kissed his wife's forehead and said tenderly, "Thank you for your hard work."
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