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Cheng Huanhuan obviously understood what he meant very thoroughly, and couldn't help but gritted his teeth: "I personally feel that I am still a person with a bottom line."

"Of course." Shen Jiafu said without thinking, "I absolutely believe this, but the bottom line is relatively low."

Cheng Huanhuan rolled his eyes at his words, leaned on his chest, closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Shen Jiafu didn't speak again, anyway, she was already seen by her mother-in-law and her elders, and it was too late to avoid danger, so he simply stayed by Cheng Huanhuan's side.

After a while, Shen Jiafu felt the sound of even breathing coming from the little head buried in his chest.

Looking down, it turned out that the girl from his family had already fallen asleep.

Shen Jiafu gently put her on the bed, lay down and covered her with the quilt, and then quietly left the room.

Just as Shen Jiafu went down the stairs, he saw Cheng's father and mother sitting in the living room, eating a fruit plate and watching TV.

"Dad, Mom." Although Cheng's mother bumped into such an ambiguous scene just now, Shen Jiafu was still very calm and calm.

Cheng's mother is a person who has been there, of course she understands the truth that she can't help herself. Besides, the two of them didn't do anything too extreme, so she just pretended that it didn't happen. She is a very enlightened mother.

"Jiafu, come and eat some fruit. Is Huanhuan asleep?" Cheng's mother said hello. Generally speaking, if Cheng Huanhuan hadn't fallen asleep, Shen Jiafu would really be reluctant to leave her room. .

Shen Jiafu nodded: "Just fell asleep, I'll go to the kitchen to see how the meal preparations are going tonight, and make some Huanhuan's favorite dishes along the way."

"Okay, then you go, you are quite tired after a busy day, you don't have to force yourself, you can just do whatever you want, if it doesn't work, the chef is also the taste that Huanhuanhuan has been accustomed to since she was a child, although her current situation It's special, but you don't need to get too used to her."

Shen Jiafu nodded and smiled without saying a word, then walked towards the kitchen.

Seeing this, Cheng's mother withdrew her appreciative gaze, and then looked at Cheng's father, who was watching TV next to her, who was enjoying himself, and couldn't help showing a little distaste in her eyes: "Look at your son-in-law, then at you, this How can there be such a big difference in being a human being?"

Cheng's father was stunned when he heard this. Does this have anything to do with him?Whether he is lying on the gun again, there is no connection at all, okay?

Cheng's father smiled flatteringly: "Madam, did I do something wrong again?"

"You don't have to do anything wrong, because there is nothing wrong with you. Is someone who can't even cook in the kitchen qualified to say anything else?" Cheng's mother said critically.

What I said made my heart hurt. Cheng's father felt that he was really innocent and wronged. In fact, after Shen Jiafu showed his cooking skills for the first time, Cheng's father also made up his mind to cook good dishes, but she seemed Born to have a grudge against the kitchen.

The first time I entered the kitchen, I set the pot on fire. The second time I simply scrambled an egg, but it turned out to be extremely salty. The taste was like killing a salt seller. Then the third time It's just stir-fried green vegetables, but it smells like rice crackers. Don't want to miss it. He fried the vegetables that were originally green and green, and he fried them to the bottom of the pot. He said that it's nothing more than three things. Father Cheng himself is the same. I thought so, but the fourth time, the pot was set on fire again. This time, no one happened to be around, so Cheng's father directly poured a ladle of water into the oil pot, and it turned out to be sprayed. Burn more vigorously.

Seeing this situation, Cheng's father didn't give up. He thought it was too little water, so he added another ladle of water. As you can imagine, the pot burned, and even the stove below was affected. All the water that leaked from the bottom of the pot leaked onto the stove, which caused the stove to break down, and the water flowed everywhere.

Cheng's father felt that he had done something wrong and needed to make up for it, so he planned to tidy up the kitchen himself, but the mess became more and more messy, either messing up one thing, or knocking another one off, and many dishes were thrown broken.

When the people in the kitchen came back, it was already a mess, so they hurriedly asked Cheng's father to leave and tidy up the kitchen quickly.

Cheng's mother turned pale when she heard the news when she came back. Her favorite set of dishes was tossed away by Cheng's father. He scolded him and strictly prohibited him from entering the kitchen in the future.

"Actually, I can't blame me for not knowing how to cook. I tried it too, but you didn't give me a chance later." Cheng's father complained for himself.

Not to mention anything else, but the nannies and cooks in the kitchen, as soon as they saw her approaching the kitchen, their expressions became a little flustered, and the whole person became trembling, for fear that he would go to the kitchen on a whim to make trouble again, like guarding against thieves As for the interviewee, he naturally let go of that thought, and he is obviously not that material, so he simply stopped messing around.

"So it's true that you're still an idiot in life, isn't it?" Mother Cheng glanced at him and said coolly.

Cheng's father was choked by her words. That's what she said. It's true, but is it necessary to say it so bluntly?Don't save him any face, this hurts his self-esteem too much, doesn't it?

"Madam, let's have a discussion first. In front of my daughter and son-in-law, you can save me some face." Cheng's father took a step back and demanded.

Mother Cheng nodded immediately.

Cheng's father couldn't help but feel very relieved to see him so forthright, but Cheng's mother's next words seemed to pour a basin of cold water on him, making her feel cool in an instant.

I only heard Cheng's mother say: "Of course I won't tell anyone about such a shameful thing, not even my daughter, lest everyone laugh at you and don't let them know. This is also to save my face, lest I be laughed at by them, my eyes If I almost found such a husband, wouldn't I cry to death?"

Cheng's father felt a little bad when he heard this: "Don't you think it's cruel to say that?"

"It's just a fact, don't get excited." Cheng's mother patted him on the shoulder and said with a heavy face, "There's nothing to worry about, anyway, I won't tell others."

When Cheng's father heard this, he looked at Cheng's mother and said, "Ma'am, I feel better, what should I do if I get hurt?"

Cheng's mother immediately picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table: "Do you need me to call an ambulance for you?"

When Cheng's father heard this, he was speechless for a while: "No need, I suddenly feel much better now."

Cheng's mother nodded with a smile: "That's good. If you have any questions, you can speak up at any time. Otherwise, people will think I'm bullying you."

Cheng's father twitched the corner of his mouth, isn't this the truth?Ever since the two got married, no, since the two of them met, he has always been the one being bullied, okay?
The two people are talking happily here, although they are already old couples, but the relationship between the two is like wine, the longer the time, the more mellow and strong, without being washed away in the slightest.

In the kitchen on the other side, Shen Jiafu personally cooked a few dishes. Although Cheng Huanhuan mainly focuses on nourishing food now, his dietary requirements are not that strict.As long as they are not too heavy, you can actually eat them, but they are more cautious, but they will never appear on the table if they feel bad at all, and they have always adhered to the principle of less oil, less sugar and less salt, so That's why Cheng Huanhuan protested.

Shen Jiafu specially made a sweet and sour pork tenderloin. Although it is a relatively common dish, it is still a classic. The sauce he made himself is moderately sweet and sour.Combined with the tender tenderloin, it tastes amazing.

After he finished cooking a few dishes, dinner was ready to start. Generally speaking, Cheng's father and mother would eat in the living room, while he would go to the bedroom to accompany Cheng Huanhuan.

When she came in with the dishes, Cheng Huanhuan had just opened the door and entered, Cheng Huanhuan's little nose had already smelled a tempting aroma very sensitively, and her saliva was about to flow out. She looked at Shen Jiafu with bright eyes and said, "I seem to be There was a sweet smell."

Shen Jiafu couldn't help but tease when he heard this: "Then why don't you guess what's for dinner today?"

"No more." Cheng Huanhuan wrinkled her little nose in disgust and said, "It's just a few things anyway, nothing new."

Shen Jiafu deliberately glanced at her when he heard this, and sighed: "At first I thought about improving your food tonight, but now it seems that you don't need it anymore, right?"

"No." Cheng Huanhuan said subconsciously, "Since it is to improve my food, why don't you bring it here quickly, do you still want to take it for yourself?"

Shen Jiafu shook his head with a smile, put the tray in his hand aside first, then propped a small table on the bed, and then put the meals on it.

Cheng Huanhuan's saliva was almost drooling.

Cold purple cabbage, broccoli in soup, shrimp and egg, and a sweet and sour pork tenderloin are all her favorite dishes.

Before Shen Jiafu could speak, he immediately picked up the chopsticks and began to eat happily.

Seeing Cheng Huanhuan eating so fast, Shen Jiafu couldn't help but feel his index finger move, feeling that his appetite had been aroused by her.

Pushing a bowl of vegetable porridge in front of Cheng Huanhuan, and putting a piece of soft and fragrant scallion pancake on her dinner plate: "Don't just eat the vegetables, you should eat more of the staple food, you know?"

"I know, I know." Cheng Huanhuan nodded without raising her head. She felt that she hadn't seen such a normal meal for many days. Every day, she either drank porridge or soup, and she was almost tired of him. Yes, although the chef's skills are very good, but no matter how delicious the food is, I will feel tired after eating it every day.

"Jiafu, you should have made these by yourself, right?" Cheng Huanhuan sat on the head of the bed with a satisfied face after eating and drinking, and said while stroking her belly.

Shen Jiafu naturally nodded.