Originally, everyone came to see Zhou Yunting because he was injured.
There's a crowd gathered outside his kitchen now, watching him fry eggs wrapped in sugar.
"Our family of four needs eight eggs, two for each person. This little guy has seen it a few times and now he likes to do it himself."
I asked Lao Zhou to build her a small kitchen, and she actually does it quite well.
The women who came to visit the wounded were astonished.
"This is not even remotely impressive! You've already fried five or six eggs! This is amazing!"
Song Dandan was also extremely surprised.
"Tangbao can do this too? That's amazing!"
The steamed bun next to it had already been defeated by the sweet bun's apron and had admitted defeat.
They assisted her, handing her an egg or throwing her an eggshell.
He even helped her carry her plates.
A moment later, "the sugar packet told me to sprinkle salt on it."
"Let me check the candy packet."
"Let me fry one of the sugar buns."
The women in the family compound were speechless.
"Your Tangbao is really capable, and you guys are really amazing."
They even made such a small kitchen for them, what were they thinking?
Jiang Wenwan smiled, thinking to herself, wasn't the Little Kitchen a very popular thing in her previous life?
"I just thought that since she's young, I'd get her a smaller set, and I didn't think much of it!"
That evening, Zhou Yunting enjoyed the eggs fried by his daughter and the noodles she cooked herself; he felt incredibly comfortable.
Jiang Wenwan even had the two little ones massage his back.
"How's life? Isn't it wonderful?"
Zhou Yunting: "Hahahaha, beautiful, so beautiful, hahaha, oh my!"
Jiang Wenwan watched with a smile, and the two little ones each gave him a shoulder massage.
When he got tired of hammering, he started swinging his arm and hammering harder.
"I have to go to Guangzhou tomorrow, so I'll just enjoy some peace and quiet at home!"
I'll make braised pork knuckle with rock sugar when I get home tonight to help nourish your leg.
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