Chu Yiqin has been spending a lot of time in the kitchen recently.

He didn't even go to Chu's family. His former workaholic seemed to have changed. He threw Chu's family to Ying Yao, which made Ying Yao always work overtime every day.

There is suffering, and it cannot be said.

"Be careful, these hands cannot be injured, otherwise you will not be beautiful."

Qin Mo looked at his hand with regret.

"So you love my skin."

Chu Yiqin looked at her like he was looking at a scumbag.

"Yes, you only know that I am a superficial woman until now? I will be with you because of your good looks."

"Okay, stop acting. Close your eyes and have a good sleep."

Chu Yiqin felt that she was more lively than before giving birth.

This is a good thing.

He thought maybe the carefree Qin Mo, who was once, would be back soon.

At that time, it was time for her to completely let go of her guard and be willing to believe him. He didn't want his wife to feel insecure and had to think about everything she did.

Chu Yiqin took off his coat and put it aside.

He walked out of the master bedroom, gently brought the door, and then rolled up his sleeves while walking downstairs toward the kitchen.

The people in the Chu family have changed from surprise to habit.

Their husband doesn't want to work and wants to stay in the kitchen every day to make nutritious meals with the master.

Because the food in the confinement period is relatively light, Qin Mo's appetite is not very good, so Chu Yiqin always wants to make some changes.

Let her eat better.

Having a baby is already a torture, and he wants to make her feel more comfortable in other aspects.

"Sir, you are..."

"I have learned the little wontons. Today I want to learn some soup."

Most confinement meals are made of soup and water, and you cannot add any messy things.

Chu Yiqin really couldn't bear to let Qin Mo feel so wronged when eating.

“It must be delicious and nutritious.”

His requirements are not high either.

"It's better to have crucian carp tofu soup to make it simple." The chef looked at Chu Yiqin and said with some embarrassment, "If it really doesn't work, the Tremella lotus seed soup can be done."

It’s so simple. Just wash and soak and then put it in the stew pot and set the time.

"Are you looking down on me?"

Chu Yiqin looked at him and his face turned dark.

Is he that bad?

But it's just a start over.

"I think my wife should drink Tremella seed soup to beautify the skin." The chef didn't dare to let Chu Yiqin make food that was too difficult.

Wash lotus seeds and soak the tremite, just right, there are not many high requirements.

"You are right, but I want to challenge the difficult situation. Don't you teach me crucian carp tofu soup? That's it." Chu Yiqin didn't believe in evil yet. What could he not do.

Isn't it just a simple soup?

"You have to do this, and I have no choice. I can only teach you well."

Who makes others the boss?

What can he, a little chef, have any opinions?

"Teach carefully."

"If I teach you, wouldn't I be unemployed?"

The chef saw that he was in a good mood and said a few more words.

"I don't have the idea of ​​cooking for the family. You won't be unemployed, come quickly." Chu Yiqin urged.

He stood in this kitchen and was out of place, not like he was here to learn how to cook.

When the shirt was worn, it was so elegant that it was not like to be here to learn.

But he was very serious.

Still a little talent.

The chef said that he could do it for 70% to 80% last time.

Could it be that smart people can shine no matter what field they are in?

"He learned to cook again?"

Luo Changan came back early. He saw Chu Yiqin in the kitchen and asked in surprise.

I don’t know what’s wrong with this son-in-law, so he started to learn how to cook with the master chef in the kitchen.

What can't he do with his hands?

"Yes, the gentleman said that the wife didn't eat much, so the taste of the food was not to the taste. He wanted to try to make something delicious and let the wife eat a few more bites." Chu Yiqin's idea was so simple, he just wanted Qin Mo to eat a little more.

For this reason, he could soak in the kitchen and not even go to Chu.

Luo Changan took a look and nodded.

He has a conscience.

"The gentleman really loves his wife and has never done these things before. That is, after getting to know her, she seems to have become a different person."

Love does make people qualitative changes.

Some people try to get better.

Some people have become worse.

Chu Yiqin is definitely the former.

He became a more responsible and responsible man, and since then his role was his husband.

"I think he is not bad."

Luo Changan nodded, and positively admitted Chu Yiqin.

But he would not say this in front of Chu Yiqin, so as not to let him raise his tail.

"Sir, actually, attaches great importance to your opinion, for fear of making you angry, so he asked you to take your wife back to Pingcheng." The housekeeper understood Chu Yiqin the best, and he thought about saying more good words to the teacher.

Make the husband taller in his father-in-law's heart.

"Well, his concerns are correct. I did have such thoughts. Qin Mo followed me back to Pingcheng to take care of her body before returning here, so that those messy people would ask her to come. This place is not pure."

"But there are my wife's friends here."

"Who said there is no such thing as Pingcheng? Then I can introduce her more peers. She can meet more new friends, and it is no worse than here."

Luo Changan said this on purpose.

He just wanted to make Chu Yiqin worried and panic.

His daughter could not bear any grievances.

The housekeeper said something, but unexpectedly aroused his rebellious mentality.

It's so difficult.

"Since he likes cooking, go and tell him that he can make all the dinner. I want to try his skills." Luo Changan made it difficult for Chu Yiqin to be honest and openly.

Where can he cook any supper? At most it is simple.

"yes."

The housekeeper dared not refute.

What the father-in-law says is what he says.

Even the gentleman could only nod, what else could he do, as a housekeeper?

"I'll tell sir now."

The old butler walked into the kitchen and told Luo Changan's request to Chu Yiqin.

"Okay, I understand."

Seeing that Chu Yiqin had a good temper, he nodded and agreed. The chef standing aside was not in such a good mood.

Wouldn't that be bad if you ask the gentleman to make a supper by himself?

Should I prepare some medicine for everyone tonight and call an ambulance in advance?

"Sir, you don't have to force yourself so much. This is really too difficult, you never..."

"It's just dinner, but my father-in-law didn't say it was the Manchu and Han banquet, so this is not a difficult situation. I think it's very good..."

Chu Yiqin already had an idea in his mind.

He agreed.

Luo Changan was surprised for a while after hearing this, but didn't ask anything.
Chapter completed!