Lu Ziyi glanced at the little guy who suddenly fell silent, thought for a moment and changed the subject, "Xiaobao, do we want to make something else besides porridge tonight?"
"Yes," Xiaobao pointed to the basin and bag on the stove, "but not stir-fry. Can I make you fried meatballs and grilled chicken wings?"
"Of course," Lu Ziyi chuckled, "Xiaobao's cooking must be delicious. It looks like we're in for a treat tonight."
Xiao Bao lowered his head shyly: "I haven't cooked for a long time, I don't know how it tastes, I guess it won't be as good as what the big brothers make, as long as the brothers don't mind it, it's fine."
"Dislike? I wonder who would dare to dislike it?" Lu Jiaming snorted. "If anyone says they don't like to eat, I'll sew their mouth shut and they'll never eat again in their lifetime!"
"Fourth brother, you are so violent," Xiaobao said with a milky smile, "But not really, even if it's not particularly delicious, it won't be terrible either."
"Baby, are these cucumbers and carrots going to be put in the porridge?" Lu Jiayang suddenly asked.
"That's right," Xiaobao turned his head and looked at the cutting board, "Third brother, please cut it a little smaller, so that it will taste better in the porridge."
"Okay, I'll try my best, baby." Lu Jiayang gestured with the kitchen knife, "This thing is really hard."
Lu Jiaming beside him clicked his tongue and said, "Yours is much simpler than mine, isn't it? This piece of meat doesn't seem to be fully melted. Some places are slippery when you cut it, while others are still hard."
As he spoke, he also demonstrated. He raised his knife and inserted it into the part of the meat that was not yet tenderized. Then he lifted the whole piece of meat directly by holding the handle of the knife.
"Look, the old man is getting stronger."
"I see, I see. Fourth brother, please put it down." Lu Yuxuan shrank his neck. "I always feel that you are going to stick the knife into my head in the next second."
"Don't be afraid," Lu Jiaming said with a cold smile, "I, your brother, have not yet decided to kill my relatives for the sake of justice."
Lu Yuxuan: "...Then what are you laughing at?"
"Brother Si, if that doesn't work, just cut where you can," Xiaobao said, "I'll check later. If there's not enough shredded meat, I'll add some meat floss and sausage."
"Okay," Lu Jiaming nodded, "I'll try to cut off some more meat."
After he finished his work, Xiaobao saw Lu Jiayang still working hard to dice the cucumber and carrot... After such a long time, he had only cut one-third of it.
Xiaobao couldn't help but said: "Third brother, you don't have to cut them so beautifully, it doesn't matter if they are a little ugly."
Lu Jiayang wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand and murmured, "Then...how do I cut it?"
"Third brother, why don't you just cut them into big pieces and flatten them?" Xiaobao had an idea and said, "Just like this."
He took the kitchen knife and cut a cucumber piece, then turned the knife horizontally and slapped it down with a sound. The originally three-dimensional cucumber piece was instantly flattened.
"...Are we going to have smashed cucumbers tonight?" Lu Jiaming asked.
"No," Xiaobao said with a smile, "It's also delicious if you put it in porridge. Trust me."
"Okay baby, let me do it."
Lu Jiayang took back the ownership of the kitchen knife, and imitated Xiaobao's just now to cut three cucumber pieces at once, carefully arranged them in a row, and then slammed them down hard.
Snap——
"Oh my god!" Lu Yuxuan was shocked. "Third brother, when did you become as arrogant as fourth brother? You're going to get hit on the chopping board right now, aren't you?"
"The cutting board isn't missing..." Lu Jiayang stared blankly at the cutting board, "but my cucumber seems to be missing."
"It's not lost," Lu Jiaming said in a faint voice, "There's a piece on my head."
He raised his hand speechlessly to pull his hair, and sure enough, a half-flattened cucumber fell out.
"What about the remaining two pieces?" Xiaobao looked around curiously and asked.
"I have one here too." In Lu Ziyi's wet palm lay a piece of cucumber that was almost not flattened.
"I found the last piece." Lu Yuxuan tilted his head and pointed at the ceiling. "It's stuck on the top."
The four people in the kitchen immediately raised their heads and looked at the completely flattened cucumber.
"Third brother, you are really amazing," Lu Jiaming murmured, "I guess cucumber never thought that one day he would be able to take off."
Lu Jiayang twitched his lips: "I was also... quite surprised."
"Hey? Why are you guys in the kitchen today? I just heard some noise over here and thought it was Zixiao cooking."
An old and loving voice suddenly appeared at the door. The four of them looked over almost at the same time. Xiaobao said cheerfully, "Grandma Li, you're here! Where's Grandpa Li?"
"The old man is sleeping at home, don't worry about him"
Grandma Li looked at them all wearing aprons and couldn't help but wonder, "Wasn't Zixiao the one who cooked before? Why are you guys cooking now?"
"Grandma Li, my older brother is sick with a fever," Xiaobao explained in a baby voice, "so we have to take care of dinner by ourselves."
"Ah? Zixiao is sick? Oh, why didn't you tell me earlier?" Grandma Li suddenly became anxious, "Is he in the room? I'll go see him."
"No, no, no, Grandma Li, please don't go yet," Lu Jiaming stopped her, "If you go in now, you'll easily become Aunt Li."
Grandma Li: “?”
"What nonsense!"
Lu Ziyi patted him, then walked over to support Grandma Li and said softly, "Don't worry, my brother is fine. He has taken medicine and Lin Ze is taking care of him now. It's okay."
"We always tell him not to get too tired and to take care of himself, but he just doesn't listen," Grandma Li sighed. "He must have fallen ill after all."
"Yes, yes, yes," Lu Ziyi chuckled, "When he gets better, you two elders will have to talk to him in detail."
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