"You kid, if you’re hungry, just eat so snacks. Didn’t your mom bring you so? Why eat this stuff, honestly..."
She couldn’t finish her sentence because the little baby in front of her had cooked this herself. No matter how much she disliked it, she couldn’t say it in front of the child, right?
"Auntie, it’s too salty. Water, I need to rinse my mouth." Even though the little baby was young, he knew that eating sothing that salty was a bad idea and he needed to rinse his mouth.
"Alright, Auntie will get you so water right away."
An Jiuyue didn’t delay and fetched the leftover water from earlier for the little baby to rinse his mouth.
After a while and who knows how many mouth rinses, the little baby finally felt better. Looking at the two plates of fried rice on the table, he felt like he never wanted to eat fried rice again in his life.
"Brother Lu, you tricked . This fried rice isn’t tasty at all."
He looked at the three brothers who stopped their cultivation to co care for him, and with tears in his eyes, he accused them.
An Yilu and the others: "..."
They honestly didn’t do it on purpose, they just couldn’t bear to upset the little baby.
Who would have thought that the little baby would stumble over the fried rice he made himself? They never saw it coming.
"Nuonuo, where are Big Brother and Second Brother?" An Yixing asked.
Could it be that Big Brother and Second Brother sneaked away when they saw Nuonuo adding the seasoning?
He looked at Nuonuo, doubting it. Just now, he saw how fond the two brothers were of Little Nuonuo. How could they possibly sneak away?
"I don’t know. I didn’t see Brother Zheng and Brother Rong." Qian Yinuo shook his head.
When he looked up, the two brothers were gone. He had no idea where they went. Could sothing have co up? But they didn’t tell him anything.
"Maybe they..."
"What’s going on here?"
Just as he was about to say that the two brothers might have stepped out, Qian Yizheng walked in holding a plate.
Seeing the crowd around Nuonuo, Qian Yizheng frowned, quickening his pace into the crowd. Seeing the fried rice spit out on the ground, his face darkened.
No need to guess who spat out the fried rice.
"Nuonuo, how are you feeling? Is it uncomfortable? Here, have a slice of waterlon."
He took a slice of waterlon from the plate and handed it to the little baby. He had no idea that while he stepped out to get so fruit, the little baby who was supposed to be making soup decided to eat first.
Had he known the little baby would eat first, he wouldn’t have left.
"Oh, oh."
Qian Yinuo nodded quickly and grabbed the waterlon to take a bite.
The sweet taste spread in his mouth, making him feel alive again.
"From now on, I must learn to cook properly with mom and dad, and never make such awful fried rice again." After a few bites of waterlon, he patted his chest, promising.
Everyone: "..."
Shouldn’t the little baby say that he would never cook again?
"You!"
An Jiuyue lightly tapped the little baby’s nose.
"You’re just a little rascal, you should just sit back and wait to be fed in the future, don’t always think about cooking."
"No way."
The little baby shook his head imdiately after hearing that.
It’s his favorite hobby, even more than eating snacks. How could he just give it up?
Learn, he must learn well, so he can eat delicious food every day in the future!
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