If they were all around, how could his son have such good skills?
To be honest, I really feel bad for them.
"Mom won't leave anymore. I'll stay at home and take care of you all." Ning's mother wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
"The child's mother? What am I supposed to do then?"
Mr. Ning panicked; he couldn't let his child be persecuted by Mrs. Ning.
He was genuinely worried that if his wife were to stay in China, the two children might not even survive a year.
After all, his wife's cooking was truly horrific.
"You can take good care of yourself on your own, don't compete with the children for my attention."
"No, I—"
He wasn't trying to fight for his wife; he was genuinely worried about the children.
"You say no? You don't want me to stay with you?"
Ning's mother's expression changed drastically. "You don't want me with you? What do you want to do? Do you want to cheat on me and find someone else?"
"What are you thinking?" Ning's father looked bewildered. When had he ever said such a thing?
"You said it? You just said you weren't trying to compete for me? So that means you don't want me by your side?"
Ning's mother stared wide-eyed as she spoke.
Ning's father wanted to cry but had no tears.
Good heavens, how could his wife be so imaginative?
"Tell me, do you have other women?"
"No, that's not true. I really didn't mean it that way."
"Tell me, what are you really thinking?"
"Honey, I can't leave you. I need your company." He couldn't let her harm their two children.
"Honey, for the sake of the children's health, I can only ask you to make this sacrifice," Ning's mother said, conflicted.
"..." It's precisely for the sake of the children's health that we can't let you stay.
But he really didn't dare to say those words out loud.
"Don't overthink it. I just don't want to eat takeout. My cooking skills are much better than theirs."
"Exactly, his cooking is the best. The food made by other people is simply inedible." Only fast food is an exception.
It's nice to eat it occasionally.
"Mom and Dad, please sit down and try my cooking."
"Oh, okay."
While they were arguing, Ning Hong had already prepared all the food and set it on the table.
"Wow, this looks delicious." Seeing the exquisitely presented food on the table, Ning's mother immediately forgot all her unpleasant feelings.
Of all things under heaven, eating is the most important.
No one can stop her from eating.
After the meal, Ning's mother sat contentedly on the sofa.
Ning's father reached out and rubbed her stomach.
"If you can't eat, then don't. Why did you stuff yourself like this?"
"My son made this himself, and it tastes really good."
She had never eaten anything so delicious before.
She had initially thought her husband's cooking was good enough. But her son's was even better.
"Your cooking skills are amazing; you have a real talent for cooking."
“That’s right. As my assistant, you have to be an all-rounder, and cooking is one of them.” Ning Xi said this, and the moment she raised her hand again, Ning Hong pulled it down.
Ning Hong simply picked up an apple from the table and handed it to her.
"Enough talk, eat your apple."
"oh."
Since there was food to eat, she naturally chose not to speak.
I don't know where my brother bought the fruit, but it all tastes so good...
Ning Hong met Wen Yu again a year later.
The weather in October was gradually getting cooler, and Ningxi, who thought she was one of the Seven Fairies, accidentally caught a cold.
The temperature has dropped, and she's still wearing a short-sleeved shirt and a long scarf as a shawl. No wonder she caught a chill so quickly.
I've had a fever and cough since yesterday.
He then brought her directly to the hospital.
"Brother, am I going to die soon?"
"You won't die."
"I feel like I'm about to die. My heart is withering, and I'm getting haggard. And my brother, I feel like I'm suffocating."
"Stop! If you keep talking, there won't be any braised pork knuckle tonight, and the sick person will only be able to drink porridge."
"Ah, brother, you're so cruel. I love you so much. Oppa, saranghaeyo."
"If you could only choose one, Oppa or braised pork knuckle, which would you prefer?"
"This is such a difficult choice."
Ningxi, who had just felt like she was on the verge of death, instantly regained her spirits.
Biting her finger, she thought, "I'll still go for the braised pork knuckle."
Oppas and such can't compare to a big pork knuckle.
Ning Hongze: "—"
When Ning Hong brought Ning Xi out of the hospital, she saw Wen Yu supporting her waist and carefully walking into the hospital.
The moment their eyes met, Wen Yu felt inexplicably guilty for some reason.
She instinctively covered her stomach.
Why does she always feel like she's having an affair when she's with this man?
The man, however, seemed completely indifferent to her, his gaze devoid of any warmth.
Is she really pregnant?
Given Wen Yu's outrageously 'kind' nature, she would definitely keep the child.
Thinking back to the scene in the story where Wen Yu brought the original owner home, the child she saw in her house... well, considering the age, it seems to match up.
He chuckled, feeling even more that the original owner of this body was utterly stupid.
He lost his younger sister and almost became a stepfather to her.
When he got home, his parents had already gone out again.
The two of them are the kind of people who can't sit still. After spending half a year at home with them, they started to get restless.
Then, hesitantly, he told Ning Hongze that they wanted to take photos.
“Go ahead, don’t hesitate. It’s a good thing to have your own dreams, and I support you.” Ning Hong never intended to keep them confined at home.
He had been following the issue of plane crashes closely.
His messages successfully saved the lives of everyone on the plane, which relieved him.
The CEO of this airline is not bad.
At least they listened to what he said.
If he ignores it, there's nothing he can do.
They've been staying at home for half a year, that should be about right.
"You really don't blame us?"
To be honest, these two seem to be somewhat unqualified as parents.
Although I've made up my mind to spend more time with the children, they just can't stay still.
The animals of Africa are calling to them.
The vast grasslands are calling to them.
Of course, most importantly, they felt that if they stayed at home any longer, they would become useless.
His son handles everything perfectly on his own, so they don't need to do anything at all. In fact, they're just getting in the way at home.
"It's not our fault. We're not children anymore. We can take care of ourselves."
With Ning Hongze's repeated assurances, the two finally embarked on their journey to pursue their dreams once again.
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