Zhu Qianying didn't answer Zizai immediately, but instead glanced at the takeout order in Yan Shao's hand.
"Want some pizza?"
Yan Shao hesitated for a moment, "I'm afraid you'll get tired..."
Zhu Qianying rolled her eyes at him. "Hey, Uncle Yan, can you stop being so pretentious? Just be yourself!"
To be honest, Zhu Qianying really wished that Yan Shao could still be the same as before!
Yan Shao frowned slightly, as if trying to recall the past. "What was I like before?"
Zhu Qianying was unsure whether to praise his superb acting skills or to criticize his terrible memory.
Or perhaps, there are some things that only she remembers, even if she didn't do it intentionally.
"Wasn't it you who sent the driver to pick me up before dawn to make me breakfast? Wasn't it you who sent Brother Qin an eight-dish-and-one-soup recipe early in the morning so I could cook it and deliver it to you?"
When Zhu Qianying mentioned it, Yan Shao vaguely remembered that there really was such a thing.
"Wow, so you used to be this bad?" The little guy naturally didn't know these things.
Upon hearing Zhu Qianying's words, she immediately tilted her head and looked at Yan Shao with disdain.
As Yan Shao slowly recalled the situation, he couldn't help but feel ashamed of his terrible behavior at the time.
He wanted to say that he did those things because he was young and naive, but he knew better than anyone that being young and naive could not be an excuse for his arrogant and self-righteous past.
"sorry!"
Although the apology came late, it's better than nothing.
That's what Young Master Yan thinks!
Zhu Qianying was taken aback. Her intention was just to tease him, not to make things difficult for him.
"Forget it, so much time has passed, why bother apologizing so solemnly?" Clearly, she was once a victim of his bad temper.
But when he sincerely apologized, she felt embarrassed.
"Yes, I know that an apology won't change anything, so you can consider giving me a chance to make up for my past mistakes!" Young Master Yan quickly emerged from the vortex of guilt.
"..."
Zhu Qianying remained silent. Her magnanimity was not meant for this man to use as an excuse to climb the social ladder!
The little guy's eyes darted around, his gaze lingering on his parents' faces for a moment before he tugged at Zhu Qianying's arm and chuckled.
"Yes, Mommy, you should let him be your slave for the rest of his life!" It was unclear whether Zizai genuinely wanted to help her or was just making things worse.
Zhu Qianying felt that the latter was more likely.
"Baby, stop fooling around!" Zhu Qianying said with a helpless sigh.
The little one reached out and hugged her waist, buried his head in her arms, and protested with great grievance.
"What Zizai said is true, he's not joking!"
"Yes, I think you're right, baby. Just let me be your and Zai Zai's slave for the rest of my life, and I promise I'll do it without complaint."
Yan Shao spoke with great seriousness, but Zhu Qianying felt a chill. When did these two, father and son, become so in sync and skillfully put on a double act?
"Alright, you two go eat your pizza, I'm going to sleep!"
As soon as she said that, the baby in her arms and Yan Shao sitting on the sofa both looked at her. The two faces, which were different in size but had almost the same features, looked at her silently with pitiful expressions.
"Mommy..."
“Ying’er…”
For the first time, Zhu Qianying felt that she was being haunted by debt collectors for the rest of her life, and what's more, she had offended two of them at once!
"Sit still. Next time you want something, just say so. Don't give me all these fancy ideas!"
Zhu Qianying appeared to be disciplining her son, but in reality, she was speaking to Yan Shao!
"Mommy, let me help you wash the vegetables!"
Having achieved his goal, the little guy chuckled and slipped out of Zhu Qianying's arms, tumbled to the ground, and ran barefoot towards the kitchen.
Zhu Qianying reacted quickly, grabbing him by the back of his collar and pulling him back. "Put on your shoes!"
There's no need to be in such a hurry to curry favor!
Even his son offered to help wash the vegetables, so Yan Shao naturally couldn't just sit on the sofa like a big shot waiting to be fed, so he stood up and followed him into the kitchen.
"What are you doing here? You can't do it!"
Zhu Qianying glared at him irritably. Her son could at least help wash the vegetables, but this old man probably couldn't even wash vegetables properly!
Yan Shao felt extremely hurt. So, in Zhu Qianying's eyes, he was not even as good as her four-year-old son?
"Who says I can't?"
"Hehe, Daddy, you really don't know how!" This time, even Zizai, who had always helped him, turned against him and teased him in the same tone as Zhu Qianying.
Yan Shao glared fiercely at his son, then reached out to take the vegetables from the little guy's hand.
"Alright, since you're so eager to correct your mistakes, I'll teach you!" The little guy wasn't afraid of him before, let alone now.
The little guy had a big smile on his face, but his eyes were filled with blatant contempt.
Zhu Qianying was too lazy to deal with the father and son's affairs. She first washed the pots and pans that hadn't been used for a while and put water in the pot to boil.
When she took out the meat, she heard her son scolding his father very rudely, "Oh dear, how could you be so stupid?"
Zhu Qianying looked over with amusement and saw that Yan Shao had broken the perfectly good vegetables into small pieces. She had originally wanted to say something nice about him, but she couldn't help but think to herself, "How stupid!"
It can only be said that everyone has their own expertise, and Young Master Yan's precious hands were not born to do these trivial things.
Despite being scolded by his son, Yan Shao wasn't annoyed; he simply smiled and continued his destructive spree.
As a result, Zhu Qianying could hear Zizai's shouts from time to time.
"Oh my god, are you an idiot?", "Ah, Daddy, how can you be so stupid?", "Sigh, how can an idiot like you have such a smart son as me...", Zhu Qianying grinned and chuckled as she listened to these kinds of mocking remarks.
With the combined efforts of the father and son, three large bowls of steaming noodles were served on the table in about ten minutes.
"Mommy, Zizai wants another fried egg!"
The little guy raised his hand to apply, and Zhu Qianying turned around to make it for him.
"Can I have two?" Young Master Yan asked pitifully.
Zhu Qianying ignored him. After a while, she brought out a plate with three golden-brown fried eggs on it.
All three of them were actually hungry, so they sat down and started eating without any hesitation.
Zhu Qianying finished her noodles as quickly as possible, followed by Zizai, while Yan Shao, who always ate slowly, was the last to finish.
After Yan Shao picked up the last noodle from the bowl and put it in his mouth, the young master Zizai rubbed his bulging little belly and said.
"Daddy, you do the dishes!"
Yan Shao was stunned. In his more than thirty years of life, he had never washed dishes before.
"That's how it is in my family: whoever eats the slowest has to do the dishes!"
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