As it turned out, although Chu Ying didn't blow up the kitchen, she almost did.
A few pieces of broken glass were scattered on the floor. The lovely bowl had been sacrificed. The spatula lay alone in the corner, ignored by everyone. The newly bought pot was lying face down on the floor. Lan Qingyue was about to explode.
She enjoys cooking and has even added a few kitchen utensils since coming here. Now, Chu Ying has almost ruined them all.
Chu Ying stood in the middle, scratching her head, looking left and right at the broken bowl, then at the overturned pot, and finally, with tears welling up in her eyes, she looked at Lan Qingyue standing in the kitchen doorway. She jumped over the broken pieces and hugged Lan Qingyue, apologizing: "Sister-in-law, I'm so sorry. I wanted to make you a big breakfast, but who knew I... I slipped, slipped. I promise I'll make you the exact same one. Please don't be angry, please don't be angry."
What if she gets angry and refuses to go to the bar with her?
Chu Ying fiddled with her fingers, looking aggrieved.
"Hey~" Lan Qingyue shook Chu Octopus Ying, "Let me go first, I need to tidy up the kitchen."
As someone with OCD, she feels uncomfortable if she doesn't clean up the mess.
"Sister-in-law, let me do it." Chu Ying was like Chu Chu, but she didn't slide to the ground as nimbly as Chu Chu. She pushed Lan Qingyue out of the kitchen with her hands on her back and pressed her down on the sofa. "Sister-in-law, you should rest. I'll take care of the kitchen. I promise to clean the kitchen spotless. I also promise to make sure you have a delicious breakfast."
I had a delicious breakfast.
Come on, it's good enough if it doesn't turn into a culinary disaster. As Chu Ying's "mother," she knows best how bad Chu Ying's cooking is. Who would have thought that she would "give birth" to so many kitchen idiots, only to end up hurting herself in the end?
Sigh~
It's too difficult.
Lan Qingyue waved her hand in refusal, "Chu Ying, don't cook, I'll order takeout."
Lan Qingyue is sleep-deprived and says she has no desire to cook.
Chu Ying strongly disagreed, saying, "Sister-in-law, how can you order takeout? It's always better to cook it yourself."
Lan Qingyue: "..."
Don't you have any idea how bad your cooking skills are?
Why are they all so inexplicably confident?
Who gave you the illusion that you have such courageous confidence?
"No need!" Lan Qingyue suddenly raised her voice, "I'm not hungry, I won't eat, don't cook, or I'll get mad at you."
I'll fight anyone who makes me eat weird food.
Chu Ying: "..."
Why get so worked up about cooking a meal?
Chu Ying pointed to her fingers and went into the kitchen. She swept up the broken pieces with a broom and mopped the floor. Just as she was about to start working on the meat and vegetables, Lan Qingyue silently approached, calling out, "Chu Ying~"
Lan Qingyue deliberately lowered his voice, making it somewhat rough, which startled the serious Chu Ying, causing her heart to race. "..."
Lan Qingyue tapped Chu Ying's forehead and snorted, "I knew you wouldn't listen to me. Hmph, go outside and watch TV. I'll finish breakfast."
Chu Ying looked at Lan Qingyue intently for about a minute, then asked with a questioning tone, "Sister-in-law, you can cook?"
Lan Qingyue answered proudly, "Of course I can."
I could cook when I was six or seven years old, okay? Cooking was my second choice.
Chu Ying then asked, "Sister-in-law, what dishes can you cook?"
“I can…” I can only cook home-style dishes. Lan Qingyue thought that the original owner rarely went into the Chu family’s old house, let alone cooked a meal there. She stopped herself in time. “Alright, alright, you go out and stay there. I’m going to show off my skills.”
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