Chapter 75 Is there anything I can do?
Just after six o'clock, there was a knock on the door.
Wen Shuqiao turned down the fire a little, walked over, looked through the peephole, and then opened the door.
Shen Jiazhou stood outside the door, holding things in both hands. He nodded gently at Wen Shuqiao: "Wen Shuqiao, good evening."
Wen Shuqiao was a little surprised: "Didn't it say it would end at half past six?"
She reached out to help carry some things and leaned slightly: "Come in."
"Thank you." Shen Jiazhou said politely, "Excuse me."
Wen Shuqiao looked at him twice more, then closed the door after Shen Jiazhou entered the room.
Cancan was so absorbed in the cartoon that he didn't pay any attention to what was happening outside.
I was so happy after coming back this afternoon! I watched so many cartoons!
Until the system starts to turn into Spicy Chicken (Screaming Chicken) in my mind: [Ahhh, uncle! It’s uncle! Uncle is coming! Uncle is coming! ]
Is your uncle here?
Cancan blinked and turned her head to look at the door. Sure enough, she saw her uncle standing at the entrance with something in his hand and a smile on his face.
Wen Shuqiao took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet: "I just had them delivered. I don't know if they will fit me. Just make do with them."
She took the things from Shen Jiazhou's other hand, walked to the dining table with the things in her hand, and put the things on the table first.
After finishing his work, Wen Shuqiao went back into the kitchen. The ribs in the pot were still collecting juice.
Shen Jiazhou lowered his head to change his slippers, then walked towards Cancan who was sitting on the giraffe bench and asked with a smile, "Why are you stunned?"
Cancan reacted and shouted: "Ah! Uncle~"
He first put the milk in his arms on the ground, then stood up and rushed over in his cartoon slippers: "Uncle~Uncle~"
When he ran up to him, Shen Jiazhou bent down and picked him up.
Cancan sat on his uncle's arm and looked at him in surprise: "Uncle, why are you here?"
How come the baby doesn’t know?
Shen Jiazhou pinched his cheek: "Did you miss me?"
It's only been a few hours since we last met.
Cancan still nodded: "I thought about it."
Shen Jiazhou took out a chocolate from his pocket: "This is a reward for you."
Cancan took the chocolate and said, "Thank you, uncle!"
Shen Jiazhou put him down and said, "Go watch TV!"
Cancan nodded, and the greeting ended! Cartoon! The baby is here!
Shen Jiazhou looked at him without any reluctance and turned back to sit in his original seat. For some reason, he felt a little unhappy.
He poked his cheek with the tip of his tongue and convinced himself, forget it, he's my nephew, what can I do? I'll just spoil him.
Shen Jiazhou turned his head and looked towards the kitchen. Wen Shuqiao was busy working in front of the stove. He pursed his lips slightly and walked over.
"Wen Shuqiao."
Wen Shuqiao turned around, but Shen Jiazhou had already walked to his side and looked around: "Is there anything I can do?"
Wen Shuqiao shook his head: "No need, Mr. Shen, I have already prepared everything, just stir-fry some seasonal vegetables."
Shen Jiazhou looked at the unwashed lettuce on the side. He walked towards the sink and said, "We can't just do nothing."
He took off his watch, rolled up his shirt sleeves, and took the lettuce out of the bag: "Is it okay to just break it apart and wash it?"
Wen Shuqiao took a look and said, "Yes."
So Shen Jiazhou broke the lettuce leaves one by one and put them aside, just like he did that day. After he had broken all the leaves, he turned on the faucet and started washing them one by one.
Wen Shuqiao's eyes quietly fell on his hands.
Shen Jiazhou's slender fingers, with distinct joints and smooth lines, are like carefully carved works of art. His skin is as white as fine mutton-fat jade, and the emerald green vegetables set off against it, making his hands look even more "top-quality".
Wen Shuqiao came back to her senses, but she couldn't help but say, "It's hard to imagine that you would do this."
She thought that the boss never did any housework. Although Shen Jiazhou's actions looked unfamiliar, it was surprising that he took the initiative to do it.
Shen Jiazhou looked at the lettuce leaves. After washing them thoroughly, he shook them lightly and put them back into the basket. He replied calmly, "I learned a little bit when I lived with Shen Jiachen before."
Wen Shuqiao was even more surprised. Does the young master of the Shen family need to do these?
However, Wen Shuqiao didn't have the habit of asking questions to people he didn't know well, so he just said, "Very good."
It's quite full of life.
The two fell silent again. They were not familiar with each other to begin with, and now without Cancan to mediate between them, they became even more silent.
The only sounds in the kitchen were bubbling and running water. Fortunately, there wasn't much lettuce, so Shen Jiazhou washed it clean quickly.
Wen Shuqiao took a look at the braised pork ribs in the pot and they were almost done.
She turned off the fire, took out the ribs and put them aside: "Please clean up the table. You can put the things on the coffee table or on the floor."
Shen Jiazhou shook his hands in the sink, and most of the water was thrown out with his movements. Then he pulled out a piece of kitchen paper and slowly wiped the water off his hands: "It should be done."
He threw the kitchen paper into the trash can and left the kitchen. After all, he wouldn't be able to do anything else if he stayed.
Wen Shuqiao followed Shen Jiazhou's figure out of the kitchen before he began to wash the kitchen utensils. However, while washing, his eyes fell on the basket. The lettuces were neatly arranged in the basket, and every leaf was clean.
You know what, it’s really clean.
Wen Shuqiao didn't know what he was thinking about, and laughed for a moment, but soon returned to normal and started to stir-fry the last dish of lettuce with oyster sauce.
Lettuce is a vegetable that can be eaten raw, and it will be almost cooked after stir-frying it in a pan.
When she was done and served it on the table, Cancan also came over: "Auntie~Baby is here to help you!"
Wen Shuqiao drew three pairs of chopsticks and gave them to him: "Go and set them out."
Cancan nodded and walked out of the kitchen with chopsticks.
Shen Jiazhou followed in: "Do you need me to do anything?"
"Please take the ribs and vegetables out." Wen Shuqiao instructed, "Cancan will come over to get the bowls."
Cancan actually also participates in the housework. She will take the initiative to clean the pet's hair, and sometimes she will sweep the floor with a broom.
Wen Shuqiao initially thought that he didn't need to do it, but seeing how enthusiastically he worked, he didn't dampen his interest. It was good that the child could do housework and help adults with work, and was very well behaved.
Shen Jiazhou was just about to say that he could come, when he heard Cancan say in a clear voice: "Auntie, Auntie~ It's ready! Please get a bowl for the baby~"
He stood beside Shen Jiazhou, raised his head and said, "Uncle, you have to work too!"
My aunt is working so hard! We need to share the burden!
Wen Shuqiao smiled, took out three bowls from the kitchen cabinet, and handed him two: "Thank you for your hard work, baby."
"Auntie has worked hard!" Cancan said seriously: "Baby is not tired!"
As he spoke, he walked towards the dining table with a bowl in one hand. Shen Jiazhou had a smile in his eyes. He held the seasonal vegetables and said, "You taught him very well."
If I go to the Shen family... I won't see such a cute child at all.
The food was served on the table, and the three of them sat down. In Cancan's bowl was a large chicken drumstick, still steaming. Just as he was about to take a bite, he heard Shen Jiazhou remind him, "It's hot, let it air dry for a while."
Cancan retracted his big teeth.
Wen Shuqiao poured the soup and placed it next to Shen Jiazhou: "These are all home-cooked dishes. I wonder if they suit your taste."
"Thank you, I like it very much." Shen Jiazhou usually eats fast food or socializes with others. He only recently sat down and had a few meals quietly.
Cancan picked up some braised pork ribs for her aunt with children's chopsticks: "Aunt~ you've worked hard~"
Wen Shuqiao also put some ribs in his bowl: "Eat quickly."
Cancan nodded, then looked at Shen Jiazhou who was sitting opposite him, used his eyes to indicate the distance, and finally got down from the chair, holding the chopsticks and walking around to Shen Jiazhou's side.
He climbed onto the chair next to Shen Jiazhou, supported himself on the table with one hand, and picked up the ribs with the other hand: "Uncle, eat!"
Shen Jiazhou was slightly stunned, looking at the piece of pork ribs in the bowl.
Wen Shuqiao was stewed with potatoes, and the ribs were covered with a layer of mashed potatoes, which looked delicious.
He just didn't expect that Cancan came over just to pick up some pork ribs for him.
Shen Jiazhou raised her head and met Wen Shuqiao's smiling eyes. She said, "Try it, Mr. Shen."
Shen Jiazhou picked up the ribs and put them into his mouth. The ribs were stewed very soft and could be separated from the bones with a light bite. There was also plenty of juice.
Cancan tilted her head and looked at him: "Is it delicious, uncle?"
Shen Jiazhou nodded: "It's delicious, the most delicious thing my uncle has ever eaten."
Wen Shuqiao couldn't help laughing: "Boss Shen, not really."
Cancan thinks that his uncle is right, the food cooked by his aunt is the best in the world!
His eyes sparkled as he reached out his chopsticks again. This time, he placed a clove of garlic in Shen Jiazhou's bowl and urged him expectantly, "Uncle, baby, help peel it!"
Wen Shuqiao: ...
Shen Jiazhou: ...
Thank you, but this is not necessary, right?
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