What's wrong? Do you really think I'm not some old man from a courtyard house anymore, too old to lift a knife?
Yi Zhonghai was furious. He glanced at everyone with disdain and then snorted coldly.
Everyone was startled by Yi Zhonghai's imposing manner and quickly took a step back.
After all, you'd be scared if a mud-covered man glared at you.
After all, what if he doesn't have any martial ethics and throws droppings at you?
Actually, many people in the courtyard were affected by the rumors and flying excrement earlier.
But all I can say is, what bad luck! Being a bystander these days is tough. How could there be such danger?
This farce has now come to an end, and Ma Hua sighed inwardly.
Sigh, it still feels a bit lacking. We didn't see Yi Zhonghai and Bang Geng fight, nor did we see Yi Zhonghai empty the latrine.
Hey Yi Zhonghai, is he planning to keep them to raise fish? Or maybe he'll raise terriers? Why isn't he doing that?
Yi Zhonghai is indeed a bad person; he's not straightforward at all.
MCA, too lazy to read the follow-up, yawned and left, as he had things to do tomorrow.
Time flies by so quickly, and before we know it, it's the next day.
Today is a special day. When Ma Hua arrived home by bicycle...
I just happened to see that my mother had already prepared the meal.
When Ma Hua's mother saw him return, she quickly greeted him, "Xiao Hua, you're back! Come and eat quickly!"
“Yes,” Ma Hua nodded.
The Ma family is now a completely different family; their meals have undergone a qualitative leap.
Breakfast has also changed from the previous cornmeal porridge, pickled vegetables, and cornbread.
It has evolved into the plain white steamed buns we know today. Eggs, meat, milk cakes. The variety has gone from monotonous to repetitive.
When Ma Hua finished washing her hands and walked to the dining table, her father, nephew, and niece were already seated there.
Ma Zishan and Ma Ziming were overjoyed to see their uncle return. They quickly greeted him with smiles.
In their minds, every time their uncle came back, he would bring them delicious food.
Ma Zishan saw her uncle sitting next to her.
He quickly picked up a steamed bun from the plate and held it up to Ma Hua.
In her warm, soft voice, she called out loudly, "Uncle, Uncle, have some steamed buns!"
I got this for you myself!
After Ma Zishan saw Ma Hua take the steamed bun from her hand...
She immediately gave Ma Ziming beside her a haughty look, the meaning of which was very clear.
See? My uncle even ate the steamed bun I offered him. He's still closest to me.
Ma Ziming pouted unhappily, then picked up a steamed bun, not to be outdone.
Then, fuming, he handed it to Ma Hua.
Ma Hua looked at Ma Ziming holding up his chubby little hand and his stubborn little expression.
I just found it funny. These two little brats, are they vying for my attention?
But the eldest brother, who had just arrived, witnessed this scene, and he was filled with jealousy.
Why don't I get this treatment?
But his face remained expressionless.
Originally, the eldest brother planned to just find a place to sit down and eat, but this time, out of jealousy...
He deliberately sat down next to the two children. Ma Hao had thought that after he sat down,
They can also enjoy the same treatment as members of the MCA.
Unexpectedly, even after he had been sitting down for quite a while, his two little brats were still obediently watching Ma Hua.
Ma Hao couldn't hold back any longer and coughed twice.
Ma Hao was filled with jealousy towards Ma Hua, and then gave Ma Zishan a resentful look.
Is this still my little darling? It feels more like a pair of drafty shorts to me!
Ma Hao thought that since he was coughing, he would receive concern from his adorable child, but he didn't expect this.
His own daughter, Ma Zishan, whispered to Ma Hua, "Uncle, Uncle, my dad is coughing."
Eat quickly, or you'll catch it from my dad.
Ma Hua found it amusing; he could easily see the jealousy on his elder brother's face.
She spoke softly to Ma Zishan, "Oh, isn't Zishan afraid of getting infected?"
Ma Zishan's face was full of conflict. Yes, should she leave? What if she got infected too?
Being sick is a very unpleasant thing.
Ma Zishan still couldn't understand why someone would fake a cough.
In her little mind, coughing meant being sick, being sick meant feeling uncomfortable, and she couldn't eat delicious food.
But that's her father! Thinking of this, Ma Zishan said firmly, "I won't leave."
I want to stay with Dad. Dad is sick right now, he must be feeling terrible. Zishan wants to be with Dad.
Ma Zishan thought her voice was very soft, but unfortunately...
No, everyone at the table heard what she just said.
Just moments ago, Ma Hao, who was jealous of Ma Hua's elder brother, immediately gave Ma Hua a provocative look.
See? This is my own daughter, how could she not be close to me? My sweet little darling is back.
Seeing this, the mother didn't know whether to cry or laugh; her beloved eldest son...
Why are you acting like a little kid now?
After the whole family finished eating,
Then the mother slowly said, "Xiaohua, I..."
I don't think you can keep drifting along like this.
I'm thinking of introducing you to a mentor; I'll take you to visit him in a bit. What do you think?
Ma Hua was somewhat surprised. What did his mother mean by this? Was she finding him a mentor?
Seeing the hesitation in Ma Hua's eyes, the mother immediately explained, "I know,"
I'm sure you'll hesitate if I say this.
But ultimately, you're only a level six chef right now. What level is a level six chef?
I think you know the answer to that, after all, a Level 6 certificate is just like a junior apprentice who knows a little bit of cooking skills.
"I'm still far from being a top-notch master chef."
"I don't want you to continue being so arrogant. You need to understand that in the culinary industry, having a good mentor is crucial."
It's a very important thing; there are many cooking tips that aren't in books.
Having a good mentor will save you a lot of trouble.
Actually, my mother was also lamenting that Ma Hua's previous mentor, Sha Zhu, was too unreliable.
The main reason was that she hadn't expected He Daqing's son to be like this.
The father, who had been silent, saw that Ma Hua was still not speaking, and his expressionless face...
His brows were furrowed at that moment. You see,
My wife and I spent a long time searching for this.
"Xiao Hua, why don't you hurry up and agree? Do you really think you're a master chef?"
Let me tell you, you're still far from it! In Qinhang, do you really think you can make a living with your skills?
Let me tell you, your sect is very important too. You know your mother did this because of you.
How many people did you contact, how many connections did you pull?
The mother looked at Ma Hua, who was still keeping his head down, and sighed.
He waved his hand at his father: "Forget it, since Xiaohua is unwilling, then let's just forget about it."
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