"What do you think our son is doing? Cook for us? This is the sun hitting the west side! How is this possible?" After Li Shangyong handed the cotton jacket outside to Wang Yaqing, he said in disbelief.

Wang Yaqing informed Li Shangyong of Li Zhongxin's safe arrival at home when Li Zhongxin returned home. Li Shangyong knew about this, but it was a bit incredible that Li Zhongxin wanted to cook for the people at home.

You know, Li Shangyong has raised Li Zhongxin for so many years, and it is almost the same if Li Zhongxin can pull out a lot of cake eggs with his butt.

When Li Zhongxin cooks for them, he feels like he is in a dream.

"Why, don't you believe it?" Wang Yaqing glared at Li Shangyong dissatisfiedly, turned his head directly, leaving a back for Li Shangyong.

"It's not that I don't believe what you said. I think that kid can cook for us. Can we eat it? You don't even look at it." Li Shangyong was angry when he saw his lover, and immediately smiled and said with apologies.

After Li Shangyong smiled carefully, he suddenly looked up and said to Wang Yaqing seriously: "Wife, I was wrong just now. It's not that you look at it, but that I look at it. I want to see what our bastard will do?"

Li Shangyong suddenly remembered that his wife didn't know how to cook, so he would do this! When he returned home in a cold weather, he really didn't want to make trouble.

"Hey, brother-in-law, you're just coming back from get off work! I'm asking me to say, don't go to this class, what's the point of being a factory manager! With that time, it's better to go to Zhongxin Company to manage a large enterprise!" Wang Bo, who was wearing a snowflake-shaped Zhongshan suit, led Yang Panpan to strode from outside while Li Shangyong and Wang Yaqing were talking.

"Three, look at you, you're just playing with water. What temperature is it in this winter? You're wearing so little, so you're not afraid of being frozen. When I tell my brother and sister to deal with you hard." Wang Yaqing glanced at Wang Bo with a disgust. The brick's tone instantly lowered eight degrees and said to Yang Panpan: "You are here, hurry up and go to the inner room to do it. Grandma was talking about you just now!"

This style is wrong! Wang Bo looked at Wang Yaqing depressedly, feeling speechless, "I am your brother, okay?" How could he still speak like this!"

"What are you here today? Didn't you just separate yesterday?" Li Shangyong asked Wang Bo in confusion.

Li Shangyong felt very puzzled. Why did this guy Wang Bo come here at this time? He just separated yesterday, why did he come again?

"Why, brother-in-law, you don't like me either! I'm coming to your house, and I need to report to you in advance?" After Wang Bo finished speaking to his brother-in-law with annoyance, he saw a displeasure on Li Shangyong's face, and he immediately changed his words and said, "I'm your son calling me to invite Panpan and me to come to the house for dinner."

"What, my son asked you to come and have a meal?" Li Shangyong was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Then let's go into the house and sit down! Today I came here to see which one your eldest nephew wants to sing."

"What does Zhongxin sing? " Wang Bo looked confused.

"Your elder sister just said that today is Zhongxin going to the kitchen to cook, and you can eat it then." Li Shangyong said sly.

"Brother-in-law, third brother, why are you standing here to speak? Where is my eldest sister?" Wang Yajie asked in surprise while taking off the tweed coat outside.

"Why are you here too?" Wang Bo looked at the old girl in surprise and asked clearly.

"Why, if you can come, I can't come? Today, my eldest nephew called me personally to ask me to have dinner at home." Wang Yajie glared at Wang Bo with anger, walked straight to Li Shangyong and asked, "Where is my eldest sister! I wanted to come over to talk to her yesterday. Where is she?"

"Your elder sister and the third wife are chatting with grandma in the house! You can go there too!" Li Shangyong said with a smile when he saw Wang Yajie coming too.

Although there is no idea that Li Shangyong's sister-in-law is her brother-in-law's little cotton-padded jacket, Li Shangyong's attitude towards his sister-in-law is obviously better than that towards Wang Bo.

"I'd better go to the kitchen to see what Zhongxin is doing!" Wang Bo felt very bored and thought that he would go to Li Zhongxin to see what Li Zhongxin made in the kitchen. He really had nothing to talk to with his brother-in-law. He was just the kind of old antique idea. If he really went into the house to chat with his brother-in-law, he would inevitably receive some education.

Wang Bo was mainly puzzled. If Li Zhongxin knew other things, he didn't think there was anything else. After all, his big nephew had been good since he was a child. Li Zhongxin knew many things that he didn't understand.

However, Wang Bo has never seen cooking. Li Zhongxin was something he had grown up since he was a child, and he never heard of this kid who could cook!

Wang Bo cooked a meal for a while when he lived alone in Zhubantun. At that time, he could just make the meal cooked. Now he basically never cooked it. He didn't believe that Li Zhongxin could make good meals at this time.

After saying hello to Li Shangyong and his sister, Wang Bo walked along the aisle to the kitchen.

"Zhongxin! When did you cook so many dishes?" Wang Bo immediately exclaimed when he saw that seven or eight dishes were placed in the kitchen.

Wang Bo saw that the dishes made by Li Zhongxin looked good in color, fragrance and taste, and it felt like a restaurant chef. He blinked his eyes and looked at Li Zhongxin, wanting to hear what Li Zhongxin said.

"What, is it strange for me to cook? I don't know how to give birth to a baby, and I don't have the ability to cook. Is there anything wrong with cooking?" Li Zhongxin said while stirring the garlic sprouts in the pan.

"I haven't heard of you know how to cook? Why do you suddenly know how to cook?" Wang Bo did not care about his identity or the smell of smoke in the kitchen, and directly made it to the stool not far behind Li Zhongxin, and began to grab the dishes on the plate with his hands.

"Uncle San, please be careful if you are hygienic? How old are you, and you are still touching the plate with your hands like a child. Doing this is too inconsistent with your current identity." Li Zhongxin said sternly with some dissatisfaction.

Li Zhongxin didn't expect that when his third uncle came to the kitchen, he actually saw the same image as he saw when he was a child. He really felt very dissatisfied. What kind of identity is this? How come he doesn't know how to pay attention to his identity at all?

"What, I'm at home, what's wrong with me trying something? What's the identity or not?" Wang Bo said with a lip and asked again like a prisoner, "Boy, I'll ask you when will you learn how to cook?"
Chapter completed!