There was no choice but to put on the apron and go into the kitchen. After the meal was ready, Zi Yan also came back.

Looking at Jiang Feng, he suddenly complained: "Didn't you tell me?"

Don't let you cook."

Jiang Feng then signaled Zhou Fang, who had been sitting on the sofa, immediately realized this situation and walked up to him.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

"Do you dislike me now?

That waste, if he doesn't cook at home, wouldn't he be even more wasteful?

Do you want me to cook?"

"But for the past three years, Jiang Feng has been cooking. Do you have no hands?"

"Oh, you dare to talk back to me. Look at that waste, if he does something at home, will he be almost a rice worm?"

She snorted coldly.

"Can you stop slapping waste?"

"Did I say the wrong thing?"

Su Ziyan was suddenly a little angry and wanted to refute. Su Jiancheng quickly signaled her a wink and immediately said, "Your mother is angry now, don't talk nonsense in front of her." "Who made you angry again?"

Su Ziyan held her breath and then said that if she was angry, it should be Jiang Feng who was angry. It was endless to let others cook all day long.

“Who else can it be?

It must be your uncle and aunt's family!"

Zhou Fang immediately began to complain.

"What's wrong?

Didn’t they have borrowed 600,000 yuan? Are they crazy about being happy?

Don't you need to pay it back?"
Chapter completed!