Secular world.

Ningcheng's villa.

Ning Cheng, Emperor Yanhuang and the Lord of Rakshasa appeared here.

It happened to be night at this moment.

Before he opened the door, Ning Cheng smelled the aroma of rice.

When he left last time, the three women all came to him very humbly to ask him about the details of cooking operations.

After all, I almost vomit from eating takeout from outside.

If you eat food that you cooked yourself, no matter how terrible the fried food is, you will still feel that it is okay.

"Whose craft is this? Is it so powerful?"

Ning Cheng opened the door and walked in with some anticipation.

At this time in the living room.

Xiaoxia's eyes were red, and he was looking at the fried vegetables on the table that were as black as charcoal.

She looked for help and looked to Dongfang Wan aside.

"It's okay, Xia Xia, it's my first time cooking, it's already good to be able to do this." Dongfang Wan comforted her.

"Ugh, I don't think I have the talent for cooking. Look at what Cao Shuang made. This pork ribs and corn soup at least looks good."

"It's salty." Cao Shuang said from the side.

"Is it salty?" Xiaoxia picked up the ladle, put it in her mouth and took a sip, almost spitting it out.

"So...salty..."

Xiaoxia stuck out her tongue.

Dongfang Wan makes Coke Chicken Wings. Both girls have tried this dish just now and it tastes very good.

So Xiaoxia and Cao Shuang were very envious of Dongfang Wan.

"This lady doesn't believe that I can't do a simple task like cooking!" Xiaoxia still didn't intend to give up.

Just as he was about to enter the kitchen, he glanced at the door out of the corner of his eye.

"Dad? Husband?"

Ning Cheng and others finally walked in.

As soon as Ning Cheng walked in, he couldn't help but sigh, "What does it smell like? It's so fragrant!"

"Ning Cheng is back?"

In the kitchen, Ning Yi walked out with a bowl of fish head and tofu soup in his hand.

The aroma immediately reached Ning Cheng's nose.

After smelling this smell, Ning Cheng knew that it was Ning Yi's cooking.

"Husband, are you back?"

Xiaoxia hurriedly ran over and grabbed Ning Cheng's hand, "Hurry up and try the stir-fried vegetables I made."

Ning Cheng looked at the black charcoal-like object on the table and said seriously: "Are you sure this is green vegetables?"

Xiaoxia pouted and said, "I don't care, this is my first time cooking, you must eat it, this is my wife's full love for her husband."

"It's full of malice." Ning Cheng shrugged helplessly.

The Lord of Rakshasa and Emperor Yanhuang in the back couldn't help but smile, looking like they were watching the fun.

As everyone knows, Xiaoxia glanced at Emperor Yanhuang and said in a cooing voice, "Dad, it's rare for you to come back. Today you will try the food cooked by your daughter..."

"Cough cough cough cough."

Emperor Yanhuang coughed violently.

He said hurriedly, "My dear, do you need any help in the kitchen? I was also a good cook back then, so I'll help you!"

"There's nothing for now. Let's prepare it and then we can eat. Xiao Xia Shuang'er, please put aside the dishes you are practicing on."

Before Ning Yi could finish speaking, Cao Shuang had already consciously put the salty pork ribs soup she had stewed on the table in the living room.

In one meal, Ning Cheng was very full.

Ning Yi's cooking skills are really impressive. It seems that the reason why Ning Cheng's cooking skills are good is due to heredity.

At the dinner table, Ning Cheng mentioned something.

Since my father's cooking skills are so good, my mother's cooking skills should not be bad either.

"By the way, Mom, why have I never seen you cooking? My son, I have never tasted your cooking."

"Cough cough cough."

Ning Yi was eating a big meal and almost choked. Bai Bingjie on the side gave him a white look and handed him a piece of paper.

Ning Yi's face turned red, and he coughed violently, causing blood to rush to his head quickly.

"The food your mother cooked is for me to eat, so you don't have to eat it." Ning Cheng looked at Ning Cheng thoughtfully.

Bai Bingjie nodded shyly. "Yes, just feed it to your dad. Mom's cooking is terrible, so it's better not to scare people..."

Ning Yi couldn't help but wailed in his heart.

Back then, Bai Bingjie also cooked for him once.

He can never forget it in his life.

Such dark dishes.

Even in today's information-rich society, we can probably compete with those dark chefs.

Ning Yi was a military king back then!

After eating Bai Bingjie's food, Zhuzhu lay in the hospital for half a month.

Gastric lavage was performed three times.

Since then.

Ning Yi began to delve into cooking on his own.

It's a good name, but I don't want my wife to work too hard.

In fact, he was afraid of going to the hospital again.

Bai Bingjie's food has an offensive smell.

It's no exaggeration to say that.

Comparable to terrifying poison gas bombs.

This topic was quickly brushed aside by Ning Yi.

"You brat, if you like it, eat more."

After tea and dinner.

No one in the family left.

They all sat down in the living room.

Ning Yi was responsible for making tea, while Ning Cheng talked about his return this time.

He did not tell everyone what happened in the Three Realms back then.

He just said that he wanted to take them with him. After all, he didn’t know when he would return to Earth next time.

Originally, Ning Cheng thought this was a bit selfish.

After all, my wife and parents are accustomed to the rhythm of the earth.

But when Ning Cheng came up with this proposal.

Everyone agreed immediately without even hesitating.

Ning Cheng was still a little apologetic.

"I want to apologize to you. After all, the place I took you to is too dangerous. You may be in danger if you are not careful."

"So you must not leave the human realm."

"You brat, are we people who are afraid of danger? Besides, your father and I have some strength after all!"

The Lord of Rakshasa and Emperor Yanhuang looked at each other.

Then a message was sent to Ning Yi.

"What??"

When Ning Yi heard this, the expression on his face suddenly changed and turned into disbelief.

"Lao Luo, you just said that the people in that place could crush us to death with one hand? What do you mean?"
To be continued...