Song Yu felt helpless when cooking in the kitchen.

I said I wouldn't cook for him anymore, but this is because my mother came, so I didn't make it for him specifically. At most, he would benefit from it!

Song Yu sighed softly, and she could only comfort herself like this.

But he was not that happy either. Song Yu looked at the living room and felt much more comfortable when he saw Qiao Yulian still scolding him.

Three years ago, Song Yu was still a female college student who was busy after getting off the kitchen. Three years later, she was already a housewife who could prepare four dishes in just 40 minutes.

Unfortunately, these efforts of these changes are not worth it after all.

Fried lotus root slices, fried beef slices with red pepper, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and a bowl of Mapo tofu with a little soup. It smells so fragrant that it makes people feel very excited.

Qiao Yulian tasted the beef: "Well, you also put coriander in this beef, which is spicy and fragrant."

Song Yu has always been very good at cooking and can always use ordinary ingredients to make a different kind of delicious food. Gu Cheng was proud to taste the beef and couldn't help but pick up another chopstick.

"Mom, I only know how to cook some home-cooked dishes, just don't dislike you."

The Gu family’s old house is equipped with a chef, and the dishes are exquisite and delicious. She is really afraid that Qiao Yulian will not get used to it.

"How could I dislike it? Your tofu is delicious, well, delicious." As a woman, Qiao Yulian can understand Song Yu's intentions over the past three years. She put down the bowl and chuckled: "Xiao Yu, thank you very much for being with Gu Cheng. You must have put a lot of effort into making the dishes so delicious."

Song Yu was so unfortunate that she married Gu Cheng, so lucky that she met her mother-in-law who would be considerate of her like this!

When Gu Cheng heard his mother's words, he suddenly remembered that he had despised the dishes made by Song Yu.

It was when they were newly married. Song Yu asked him every day if he wanted to come back for dinner. It happened that he had just taken over the company from his father and had a lot of social engagements, so he was always not available.

Later, he was really tired of the food outside. One day, he said he wanted to go back for a meal. He vaguely remembered that the meal was very rich, but the taste was average, and it was far from comparable to Song Yu's current cooking skills.

It turns out that she has studied cooking specifically?

Gu Cheng looked at Song Yu sitting opposite him, but Song Yu's eyes did not look at him.

"Mom, it's best if you like it, eat more."

Song Yu did not take the opportunity to seek credit, and she didn't even mention how hard she tried for it.

Gu Cheng tasted a bite of Mapo tofu, but felt that what he swallowed in one bite was full of guilt.

"Xiao Yu, you taste this soup and it's very nutritious for a day." Qiao Yulian gave Song Yu a bowl of soup and Gu Cheng's bowl: "Drink it too."

Qiao Yulian brought it to them, so Song Yu naturally drank it one by one. Gu Chengshi didn't know the taste, and didn't care what it was. With Qiao Yulian's kindness, she drank two bowls in a row.

"Xiao Yu, it's windy outside, don't send me it, just let Gu Cheng take me out."

After dinner, Qiao Yulian was about to leave.

Song Yu heard that she wanted to say a few words to Gu Cheng in private, so she didn't go out with her.

Qiao Yulian held the insulation box in her hand and glared at Gu Cheng fiercely at the door of the villa: "Xiao Yu is so nice to you, what else are you dissatisfied with? A good home, look at it for you!"

Gu Cheng sighed: "Mom, have you not scolded enough yet?"

"Hmph, if such a good daughter-in-law is angry with you, will I beat you?!"

"I know mom, don't worry, she can't run away."

Qiao Yulian glared at him again: "Talk me well, stop bullying her anymore, have you heard it?"

"Heard it, heard it!"

"Why are you still here when you hear that you are still standing here? Go in and help clean up the dishes. Are you just eating but not working?"

"ah?"

Wash the dishes? He has never done it.

"What, the couple just have to do housework together. Besides, Song Yu still has injuries on his hands. What should I do if he gets wet? Go quickly!"

Qiao Yulian pushed Gu Cheng without hesitation, and Gu Cheng had no choice but to go back to help.

Song Yu had already cleaned up the dining table and was washing dishes by the sink.

Gu Cheng squeezed over and said, "That, I'll wash the dishes."

Song Yu almost thought he had heard it wrong: "What did you say?"

"I'll wash the dishes, you go and rest."

Song Yu ignored him again. He, a young master, could wash dishes?

"I'll wash it."

Gu Cheng was quite persistent and he was about to start by lifting up his sleeves.

Song Yu blocked his elbow: "Don't move, you can't, why are you causing trouble?"

"How difficult is it to wash a dish? I washed it when I cooked dumplings myself."

Gu Cheng insisted on washing, but as soon as he grabbed the bowl, his hands were covered with smoothness. He didn't pinch it, and the bowl was smashed again. He heard a clanging sound, and several exquisite dishes broke.

The atmosphere suddenly froze.

"I...I... accidentally..." Gu Cheng felt that Song Yu was about to erupt in the next second, so he quickly explained: "Why is this bowl so slippery? I can't even hold it."

"Of course it will slip if you put the dishwashing liquid!" Song Yu couldn't help but louder his voice: "Don't you put the dishwashing liquid if you wash dishes!"

“What is dishwashing liquid?”

Song Yu was speechless and choked. After taking two deep breaths, she tried to keep calm and said, "Dishwashing detergent is something used to wash dishes and pots. Gu Cheng, can you stop causing trouble here? Let me clean up here?"

"But, your hands can't touch the water."

Song Yu showed him his hands: "I wear waterproof gloves and will not get wet. Besides, why didn't you say that when I was washing vegetables and pots just now? Now I'm hindsight again? Is it interesting?"

"Song Yu!"

"I know, it was Mom who reminded you to help me, right?"

Gu Cheng pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

"Gu Cheng, if this happened three years ago, even if you broke all the bowls in it, I would be very happy. But now, I no longer need meaningless compensation like you, do you understand?"

Gu Cheng was still silent. Song Yu turned on the faucet and helped him clean up the foam on his hands.

The two of them didn't say a word, but Gu Cheng cooperated and left the kitchen.

Song Yu cleaned up all the broken dishes and washed the broken dishes. When she cleaned the kitchen, it was already past nine o'clock.

Gu Cheng had already gone upstairs, and Song Yu didn't stay downstairs for too long, so he went upstairs to take a shower.

Song Yu came out of the bathroom with a mask on her face. She lay on the sofa for a while, and the door suddenly got knocked.

The only one in this family is Gu Cheng. Song Yu took off his mask, walked to the door, and asked tentatively: "Do you have something to do?"

Gu Cheng's extremely dull voice came from outside the door: "Song Yu, I'm so hot, and my body is so hot."

Song Yu hesitated for a moment and opened the door.

Gu Cheng really looked something was wrong. His collar was wide open and his face was stained with redness.

"What's wrong with you? Have you caught a cold?"

"I……"

Gu Cheng stared at Song Yu, his breathing became heavier, and the Adam's apple rolled significantly.
Chapter completed!