Chapter 9
Zhou Xu is worthy of the title of "God of Cooking" as jokingly mentioned by Zhu Wei. He can use a basket of eggs to make five dishes with different flavors, including scrambled eggs with tomatoes, egg custard with soy sauce, scallion omelet, spicy poached eggs, and scrambled eggs with green peppers.
In addition to these dishes, there are also three fresh Northeastern delicacies with strong sauce flavor, cold cucumber strips, steamed pumpkin cubes, stir-fried vegetables, etc.
Although they are all vegetarian dishes, they are all freshly picked and placed on the table. They are as delicious as those in restaurants, with good color, aroma and taste.
Wen Cishu exclaimed: "Teacher Zhou, you are really good at cooking."
It takes some skill to be able to cook the simplest dish in various styles.
Zhou Xu raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Professional."
[This is really rich, a good home-cooked meal]
[I want to join with chopsticks, why hasn’t my takeaway arrived yet?]
[Zhou Xu hasn't been out much in the past few years. Could he be practicing cooking at home? 】
Chu Han picked up some food for the children and said, "You can't usually get such fresh food at home nowadays. It's okay to eat more vegetables and less rice."
Bo Yiming nodded vigorously with delicious food in his mouth.
After swallowing it, he asked, "Uncle, do you make so many delicious foods for Xiaoqi brother at home every day?"
Sitting in his father's arms, Xiao Qi shook his head and exhaled like a little adult: "Do it every day."
Zhou Xu rubbed his hair: "It's not good for Dad to cook for you!"
Xiaoqi pouted, pinched the small spoon to put some egg custard into her mouth, pursed her little lips to act cute to the long-haired uncle, and puffed out her fat and twisted her body.
Wen Cishu curved his eyes and smiled: "Little Qi baby, be good and eat your food~"
Xiaoqi happily turned to his father's arms and buried his face.
Zhou Xu said, "I think the chickens in the chicken coop are pretty good. I'll go catch one after I finish eating, and we'll have chicken soup in the evening."
He raised his hand and patted Bo Yiming on the shoulder, "Yiming, how about going to catch chickens with uncle?"
Bo Yiming nodded his head, looking forward to it: "Is there any more delicious chicken?"
Zhou Xu smiled: "Of course, uncle, let's research and make different flavors. Or catch two? Anyway, the production team didn't say not to catch them."
"OK."
Suddenly, Xiao Qi raised her little hand and protested in a milky voice: "No! Big cocks are very cute~"
Rongrong also put down the small spoon and agreed with Xiaoqi, "Uncle, don't catch the big rooster, okay?"
She quickly pointed at the egg custard and said, "Otherwise there will be no delicious eggs tomorrow."
[Rongrong is right!] Smart little baby~]
[The cubs are all so kind~ee they are so soft-hearted~ (Except Ming who nodded!]
[What did Mingzai do wrong? Mingzai just wanted to eat chicken]
Before Zhou Xu could say anything, Xingxing, who was picking up shredded potatoes, said silently: "Then let's catch a duck. Ducks don't lay eggs."
"Huh?" Rongrong and Xiaoqi made puzzled little sounds at the same time and looked at Brother Xingxing.
The two kids, whose combined age was just that of Bo Yiming, looked at each other and nodded at the same time.
Rongrong said happily: "Okay, then uncle and brother Yiming will catch ducks."
Xiao Qi felt something was not right, but since her sister said so, she immediately nodded and said, "Xiao Qi will go too~ Xiao Qi will catch ducks~"
Wen Cishu, who was eating at the time, had to hold back his smile with great difficulty.
[Fluffy!] Just now my sister said you are a good kid! Little rascal! 】
[Ducks don’t have the right to live? Why! 】
[Rooster: Slightly, slightly, slightly~~~]
【Yaya:? Is it my fault that I can’t lay eggs? Gah——】
After dinner, Wen Cishu and Chu Han washed the dishes together.
He was about to turn on the tap as he had done when he washed the vegetables, when a pair of disposable gloves for washing dishes was handed to him.
Chu Han opened his own pair and explained, "I brought them from home in case I need to wear them for something. Your skin is better than mine, don't let the detergent hurt your hands."
"Thank you, Teacher Chu." Wen Cishu said politely.
There are two large pools, one for each person.
Chu Han asked Wen Cishu to just clean the detergent, and she would be responsible for the first wash.
Wen Cishu took the white porcelain plate she handed to him and carefully rinsed off the foam on it.
[Chu Han is famous for his movie face, which is really the size of a palm. Little daddy, you are taller than others, but why is your face as small as theirs? 】
[Two gentle wives, would you please give me one? (I want a little daddy, mainly because I have never seen this beauty before and I really want to have one...]
[Little Daddy and Teacher Chu are both mine.] My little dad stays at home with me, while Teacher Chu goes out to make movies to earn money...】
[Are you still selected?] Come, open your mouths, I'll feed you some Dichlorvos.
While washing the dishes, Wen Cishu felt very thirsty.
After helping to clean up the kitchen, he poured himself a glass of warm water, tilted his head slightly, and drank it all in one gulp.
Still not thirst quenching.
When Wen Cishu was eating the food just now, he realized that it was a little bit "heavy" for him.
He had been eating at home for a long time and his taste had always been light, so he was a little uncomfortable eating dishes with thick oils and sauces.
He was paying attention at the time and ate less of the food that smelled particularly fresh, but he didn't expect...
Wen Cishu pursed his still dry lips and tongue, poured another glass of warm water, held the edge of the counter with one hand, and continued to drink slowly with his head tilted back.
The transparent liquid moisturizes the corners of the lips, making them look extra soft.
[Wow wow wow ~ my wife's snow-white swan neck, sexy collarbone, slurp slurp, crazy strawberry planting]
[Oh my God, I dare not imagine how happy Mingzai’s father is]
What happiness? What are you thinking about? This is a parent-child variety show, and the youngest child is only 4 years old. Be moderate! 】
What is moderation? Sister, stop pretending. Admit that you are not clean either.
On the other side, outside the chicken coop.
Bo Yiming and Zhou Xu are studying how to cooperate to catch ducks.
Suddenly, Bo Yiming stood up straight: "Wait a moment, uncle!"
He lowered his head to fiddle with the watch on his left hand and saw a new message. After opening it and taking a glance, he immediately said, "Uncle, wait for me. I'm going to find my little dad."
"Go ahead." Zhou Xu was not in a hurry. He was still studying which duck was the fattest.
He glanced at the Xingxing people who were fishing in the cabin by the lake, and couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Why don't we catch two? We can stew half of them in soup, make beer duck with the other half, and roast the remaining one all night so that we can have crispy roast duck for lunch tomorrow."
The little cub in my arms suddenly raised his head, looking at me fiercely.
Zhou Xu covered the kid’s ears with his hands: “Xiao Qi, dear, you didn’t hear me.”
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kitchen.
Wen Cishu was pouring the third glass of water when a figure came over with the afternoon heat.
His arms were pinned down.
"Little daddy, you can't drink too much water right after eating."
Bo Yiming looked up and asked with concern, "Are you very thirsty?"
Wen Cishu said softly, "When Dad starts pouring, just drink a little, not too much."
Bo Yiming waved the watch on his left wrist, his bright eyes full of speechlessness: "Little Dad, why are you still lying?"
[Someone sent a message to Mingzai, who is it? Who is it?]
[No, his wife is just thirsty, why should he be so anxious? I give up! 】
[Xiao Qi also said that his father is a clingy person. It turns out that Mingzi’s family also has one. It’s so funny]
[Last time I had a fish bone stuck in my throat, my family asked me to go to the hospital by myself, but here anyone who drinks a few more sips of water will be taken care of (woohoo, so envious)]
[I don’t know what’s wrong with my wife. If it's the stomach, drinking so much water after a meal is not a good idea.]
[Honey, look at me. I won’t let Mingzai spread the message. I will directly break into the live broadcast site, give you kisses, hugs and lift you up high.]
【? 】
Wen Cishu realized that it must be Bo Tingyuan who asked the child to stop him.
——Did he watch the live broadcast the whole time today?
He said in a negotiating tone: "Then I'll hold back for a while and drink a little more in half an hour, okay?"
Bo Yiming seemed to remember something, turned around and ran to open the refrigerator, muttering to himself: "Honeydew melon can quench my thirst."
He took out the cut honeydew melon and took out two pieces, "Little daddy, you eat this and you are not allowed to drink water."
Wen Cishu picked up a piece and handed it to the little guy.
He looks like a noisy little monkey at ordinary times, but he is very mature and sensible at critical moments.
Bo Yiming did not refuse.
But when he took the first bite, he felt the coldness in his mouth and snatched the piece from the little father's hand.
Wen Cishu's honeydew melon was gone, and he looked at him in confusion.
"Um?"
Bo Yiming lowered his head and muttered, "It's cold, little daddy you can't eat it. If big daddy knew, he wouldn't let you eat it either."
Wen Cishu laughed dumbly: "Then just let dad watch you eat?"
Bo Yiming looked at the piece of melon in each hand, quickly raised his hand, and bit from the left to the right at lightning speed.
He lifted up two pieces of honeydew melon rind and shook them: "Okay, no more."
Wen Cishu: “?”
Whose stupid son is this!
Well, there must be something wrong with Bo Tingyuan’s genes.
What are you doing? Aren’t you trying to quench your little daddy’s thirst? 】
[It seems like you are taking care of your little daddy's body, but in fact you are taking care of your own mouth, right Mingzi? 】
[Mingzai: Anyway, don’t worry about it. We can’t let our little daddy eat cold food.]
Under the teasing eyes of his young father, Bo Yiming realized belatedly that the honeydew melon would not be so cold if it was left for a while.
His two amber eyes drooped silently, and he threw the melon rind into the trash can with an expressionless face. Then he moved over like a robot, opened the refrigerator, and took out another piece.
After turning back, he placed it next to the little father's hand.
The whole process was like a little monkey, as if offering bananas as tribute to the elders of the tribe.
Wen Cishu couldn't help but laugh and ruffled his hair.
After all this commotion, he almost forgot about being thirsty.
Under Bo Yiming's surveillance, Wen Cishu waited until the melon was no longer too cold before taking a bite.
The fresh honeydew melon picked in the morning tastes sweet.
At this time, a figure trotted over, hid outside the floor-to-ceiling glass window, and quietly peeked inside.
Bo Yiming stepped forward, bent down and asked, "Sister? Do you want to eat honeydew melon?"
He wanted to reach out and hug Rongrong.
But Rongrong rarely asked people to hold her when she was outside. She took a step back shyly and then ran to her uncle.
"Don't be afraid, Rongrong. Brother is just too enthusiastic."
Wen Cishu said, "Yiming, please get one for Rongrong."
Rongrong shook her head, her pigtails swaying, and she pinched her uncle's clothes: "Uncle, mom said, let's go fishing together. Do you want to go?"
It turned out that he was invited to go fishing.
Wen Cishu nodded and quickly finished the melon.
At this time, Xingxing ran out of the kitchen door panting, with her thin arms propped on her knees, and her dark eyes looked at Bo Yiming: "Uncle Zhou said--"
"Oh! I forgot." Bo Yiming stuck out his tongue guiltily and jumped forward, "Little Dad, I'm going to catch ducks with my uncles. You can go fishing."
After saying that, he jumped back sideways, bent down and said to Rongrong seriously, "Sister, I'll leave my little daddy to you."
Wen Cishu pinched the tip of his ear and whispered, "Don't treat your dad like a child."
Rongrong, who was a little timid just now, now had a serious look in her eyes and nodded vigorously: "I know, brother."
The little fingers were pinching uncle's clothes very hard.
[My wife is so gentle, I can’t stand it]
[If I had a wife like this, I would also worry that he would feel uncomfortable if he drank too much water! Absolutely true]
[Mingzai Daddy: As long as I am alive, you can never have it! 】
Bo Yiming then rushed over, grabbed Xingxing's hand that was supporting her knees, and ran out in a flash.
"Go, let's catch the little duck!"
Since Xingxing met Bo Yiming on the show, she has lost count of how many times she has been "grabbed by the hand and run away".
He just heard Bo Yiming call her "sister" naturally, and he was still puzzled, how could this brother address everyone in such a familiar way?
The first thing they say is uncle, aunt, sister, and brother.
Xingxing felt like calling someone, but it felt awkward.
He unconsciously raised his eyes to look at his brother who was running, and just then Bo Yiming turned his head with a smile that was brighter and more dazzling than the sun.
[Did I see it wrong?] It seems like the stars are always secretly observing Mingzai? 】
[The sunny and handsome brother and the introverted and melancholy younger brother! If the combined age of both of them wasn’t bigger than my shoe size, I would have started eating it a long time ago.]
[Sister, please bear with it. I have been bearing it for most of the day. 】
[Since the elder sisters have already secretly started, the younger sister should also join the army]
After arriving, because Zhou Xu was talking to Xiao Qi, Xingxing couldn't help but ask, "Why did you come to the show?"
As far as he knows, the show is attended by celebrity parents who bring their children.
Only Yiming and his father did not enter the entertainment industry.
Bo Yiming came close to him and teased him with a smile: "Xingxing, you have to call me brother before I can tell you."
Xingxing moved her mouth and said, "Stupid brother!"
But he was really curious, so he muttered.
"What?" Bo Yiming tilted his ear, "I didn't hear you, say it again, quickly!"
Xingxing could only reluctantly mutter again: "Brother Yiming."
Bo Yiming jumped up and down happily: "Oh! That's great, Xingxing is willing to call me brother~"
Xingxing grabbed her brother who was jumping around: "You haven't said anything yet."
Bo Yiming explained frankly: "Because I want to be a big star, I originally wanted to participate in a talent show, but my two fathers disagreed. Later, my young father took me to sign up for this show. He said that if I was selected, I could participate together, and if I was not selected..."
He shrugged, "Maybe I need to hire a tutor to teach me English."
[Did your dad take you to sign up?] Fairy Dad
[Watching this show, I sometimes feel like I lack a wife, and sometimes I feel like I lack a father. I give up.]
[Oh my God, Mingzi, you don’t think you are the one chosen, do you? 】
[Mingzi, you should share some of your confidence with me.]
[Mingzai, don’t participate in the talent show. Let your little dad go. He will win instantly if he shows his face.]
Xingxing frowned and looked at him in disbelief after hearing this.
Bo Yiming grabbed him and asked with a smile: "What's wrong? Do you think brother should participate in the talent show? Will brother definitely become famous?!"
Xingxing shook her head and just asked a completely irrelevant question.
"But aren't you mixed-blood? Do you also need English lessons?"
Bo Yiming jumped up and down: "We have to write words in English class, it's very difficult!"
Star:"……"
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