Zhou Zibo couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Lin Yu glanced at him, and Zhou Zibo quickly coughed twice to cover up his gloating expression, because he felt guilty and wanted to find something to talk about.

"Yuzi, Auntie is not here now. We can't cook, so let's take a rest first. I feel it's quite lively outside. Let's go and see the excitement."

"Who said we can't make rice?" Lin Yu poured all the chopped ingredients into the plate and set aside.

Zhou Zibo had been "seriously" washing vegetables at the sink and didn't pay attention to Lin Yu's cutting of vegetables. He knew Lin Yu was incompetent in life.

Even if I am better at housework than before because I have children, I definitely can’t cook.

Lin Yu is usually so busy, how can he have time to cook? In the past, it was impossible to cook at home as a part-time job. Now that he has become famous, there is no need to cook. If you have money, you can just order takeout or go to a restaurant. There is no need at all.

Do it yourself.

Just now, Zhou Zibo was complaining about Lin Yu in his heart. He obviously didn't know how to cut vegetables, but he still disliked him for not washing the vegetables well.

Zhou Zibo had already accepted the punishment and washed the dishes twice. Since Lin Yu refused to let him out, he did not go out either. At this moment, he wandered to Lin Yu's side.

Zhou Zibo was stunned for a moment when a variety of silks were neatly placed on the plates.

He saw clearly just now that the aunt had been absentmindedly doing nothing but putting on the hot pot, and then he saw her chopping vegetables and ingredients.

So these silk threads were definitely not cut by my aunt.

There is only one truth. Could it be that Lin Yuqie made these wonderfully crafted threads?

I bought it~

Zhou Zibo covered his mouth, "Yuzi, you cut all this?"

"Yes." Lin Yu said calmly, without even looking at Zhou Zibo.

Zhou Zibo just asked knowingly. Of course he knew that this was Lin Yu's cut. He even wondered if Lin Yu had worked as a cook in a restaurant when he was most embarrassed. This cut was so good that cutting vegetables was definitely not a temporary thing.

Kung Fu, without a long period of practice, it is impossible to have such knife skills.

Zhou Zibo swallowed and said, "Yuzi, tell me the truth, what have you experienced in these years?"

Lin Yu was too lazy to pay attention to him.

"When you hit a wall in the circle and feel unhappy, you just imagine the potato in your hand to look like someone and then cut it into shreds." Zhou Zibo deliberately made a scary expression.

"You're right." Lin Yu picked up the kitchen knife.

"I just think of potatoes like you, so I can cut them so well."

Zhou Zibo covered his fat face with his hands, "No, the baby is scared."

"Get lost." Lin Yu glanced at Zhou Zibo with disgust.

Zhou Zibo was thick-skinned and continued to stand next to Lin Yu with a smile.

"I'll call Auntie over. We can't cook without her." Zhou Zibo was a little hungry. Although he didn't want to disturb Auntie's family enjoyment, his stomach couldn't wait any longer and had already made a growl in protest.

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"Who says it can't be done? It's me." Lin Yu said calmly, and then started to prepare for the formal cooking.

"Can you cook?" Zhou Zibo's eyes widened, as if he had heard something incredible.

"Nonsense." Lin Yu had already turned on the gas.

Zhou Zibo said pitifully, "Yuzi, it's not easy for us to prepare some ingredients. You'd better not be anxious. Let's wait until Auntie comes back. I'm not hungry anymore. I really am not hungry anymore. Gu~"

Lin Yu pouted, "Look at your potential." Lin Yu picked up the pot with one hand and put it on the stove and said, "Go out and wait to eat."

Zhou Zibo really wanted to go out and be lazy just now, but he didn't want to go out now. He thought it would be more reliable to keep an eye on Lin Yu, lest Lin Yu would make something weird later and force him to eat it.

Then it's over.

Zhou Zibo didn't want to go out.

Lin Yu directly raised the pan.

Zhou Zibo subconsciously blocked it with his hands, "I'm going out, can't I go out?"

He walked out of the kitchen, looking back three times.

I'm so hungry, why should I endure Lin Yu's dark cuisine for a while? It's so inhumane.

Zhou Zibo understood Lin Yu. Maybe he just wanted to show off to his parents and prove that he had grown up in the past few years. He understood this feeling. He was just a child who wanted to show that he had grown up in front of adults, but he couldn't take advantage of him.

Stomach upset.

But then he thought about it, he wasn't the only one eating anyway, and if the food didn't taste good, Lin Yu would definitely treat them to a feast. When he thought of this, he was expecting Lin Yu to fail in cooking.

Originally, he wanted to come out and tell Mother Lin that it was time to cook, but now Zhou Zibo didn't panic anymore. Let's do it, let's do it, let the storm come more violently.

There will be a big meal soon.

There is Little Mango, there are uncles and aunts, and Zhou Zibo is not alone.

Lin Yu is embarrassed to let him eat dark food. Is he embarrassed to let his parents, who have only met for six years, eat dark food? Is he willing to let his precious daughter eat dark food?

It can't be done.

Zhou Zibo smiled evilly in his heart and quietly came to the living room and found a seat in the corner to sit down.

At first, he was afraid that Mother Lin would think of cooking when she saw him, but later he realized that he was overthinking it.

I was so inseparable from chatting with my granddaughter that I completely forgot about cooking.

Zhou Zibo was thinking about what suggestions he would give if Lin Yu suggested going out to eat. After all, he was familiar with the nearby restaurants. He had never eaten pork and had seen pigs running around. He was someone who could imagine a table while eating instant noodles.

A full banquet of Manchu and Han Dynasties.

smell good.

Zhou Zibo sniffed.

hallucination.

He must be so hungry that he is hallucinating.

Zhou Zibo has two major characteristics, one is a good sense of taste, and the other is a good sense of smell, so he is a very good person who eats delicious food. He smells it first and then tastes it.

Zhou Zibo shook his head helplessly, a generation of food gods were hallucinating from hunger.

"It smells so good!" the little guy suddenly shouted loudly.

"Yes, it smells so good." Lin Shuren also smelled the fragrance and asked his wife, "Did you just make sweet and sour pork ribs?"

"No, I just picked vegetables and didn't start cooking." Sun Guizhen shook her head and said.

The little guy sniffed with his little nose and said, "It's the sweet and sour pork ribs made by dad."

Sun Guizhen and Lin Shuren looked at the little guy with incredible eyes.

"Your father can cook?"

The little guy nodded seriously, "Yes, my dad cooks the best food."

Little Mango sniffed again with his little nose, "Oh, roasted beef brisket with potatoes is also good."

Sun Guizhen and Lin Shuren looked at each other and stood up together.

The little guy couldn't hold himself any longer and ran towards the restaurant.

At this time, Lin Yu was bringing the prepared dishes to the table one after another.

Zhou Zibo was dizzy with hunger, but his sense of smell was still extremely sensitive. He moved to the restaurant with light steps.

The moment Zhou Zibo saw a table of delicious food, his mind went blank except for one word.
Chapter completed!