President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

Before he could speak, Xing Xing turned his head to the side.

Father Bo had no choice but to swallow back the words in his throat.

What else can I do, I can only sleep in the attic in despair?

At least you can comfort yourself, saying that you are living under the same roof!

"You talk, I'll go to the attic room to rest for a while." Father Bo waved his hand.

Chu Tianba hurriedly asked, "Uncle Bo, didn't you agree to make dinner for us?"

"Suddenly I feel uncomfortable. Otherwise, let's talk about making dinner next time."

After leaving those words behind, Father Bo went upstairs directly.

Chu Tianba was left dumbfounded.

It took a while to come back to his senses, and complained, "This is too realistic, I can't live next door to Aunt Xia, and I don't even cook dinner."

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't even assign the attic to Bo's father!

Let him live with Mr. Chu!

"Okay," Song Runian couldn't help laughing, "It's the same for everyone who cooks dinner, or I'll show you my cooking skills."

As soon as the words fell, everyone in the living room said in unison, "No!"

Mr. Chu stepped forward and forced Song Runian to sit down on the sofa, "Do you know that you are still a pregnant woman, and you get carried away just after confinement? Give me a good rest!"

Song Runian blinked, feeling a little confused by everyone's yelling.

"The cooking thing..."

"Let's!"

Everyone was not joking, they rolled up their sleeves and went to work in the kitchen.

The original 30-square-meter kitchen couldn't hold up too many people, and it was so crowded that even turning around was a problem.

The five-star chef stood at the door, sweating all over his back, and said weakly, "Well, do you need my help?"

"No need," the uncle of the Chu family directly refused, "Small dishes can still be done. Although we haven't cooked any dishes before, we often decoct medicine. Decoction and stir-fry are almost the same."

"Strictly speaking, decocting medicine and stewing soup should be similar." The chef corrected.

The uncle of the Chu family nodded vigorously, "That's it. I know how to stew soup. Isn't cooking simple?"

As he spoke, he waved to the chef, signaling that he could go to another place to stay.

Chef: I don't know why, I always have a bad feeling in my heart.

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard the uncle of the Chu family ask again, "By the way, if you fry tomatoes and scrambled eggs, should you put the tomatoes or the eggs first?"

Chef: "!!!"

He knew that his intuition was right, and as expected, something really happened!

However, the uncle of the Chu family looked at him sincerely, waiting for the answer.

The chef took a deep breath and said weakly, "Put in the oil first."

The uncle of the Chu family suddenly realized, "So that's it. I said last time that no matter how I cook it, it turns black. So it's because I didn't add oil!"

Finally solved the case.

The chef was about to cry, "Or let me come, I am worried that after today, I will never see this kitchen again."

But no matter what, the Chu family just didn't want to give up the kitchen.

There is really no way, the chef has no choice but to shuttle among people, try his best to save this poor kitchen.

Two hours later, dinner was ready.

Song Runian served it on the table, stunned.

"Is Chef Zhou broken in love today? How do you feel that this is the dark cuisine of broken love?"

Are you sure it's edible?

Chu Tianba smiled embarrassedly, "We made it. Although the appearance is not very good, but the taste has already been tasted. It is just right. Try it!"

Song Runian didn't move his chopsticks for a long time.

"What's the matter?" Nian Nian asked, Mr. Chu asked, "It's really delicious, I won't lie to you!"

Song Runian still maintained a suspicious attitude, pointing to the plate of purple scrambled eggs, "Why is it this color, has it gone bad?"

The uncle of the Chu family smiled and explained, "I originally wanted to make tomato scrambled eggs, but the tomatoes were all ruined by me, so I used purple cabbage instead. It's a little stained, but the taste is not bad."

"The fried mooncakes with green peppers..." Song Runian pointed to the next dish again.

"This is a beef patty, which together makes beef fillet with green peppers. It has a unique taste!" Mr. Chu explained.

"Okay, all of these can be explained, what about this one, boiled water as soup, and a bluegrass as decoration in the middle, is this dish called Qinglong Crossing the Sea?" Song Runian asked.

Hearing this, Chu Tianba suddenly realized, "It turns out that this is bluegrass. I picked it in the flower bed. When the servant heard that I took it to make soup, his expression was still very strange. I wondered why."

Now I finally know!

Song Runian: "..."

No, are these people really here to cook?

Song Runian expressed hesitation, "Actually, I don't really want to eat Chinese food today, or let Xing Xing show his hands and cook steak for everyone?"