Wen Rao quickly went downstairs, and when she arrived at the kitchen door, she saw Zhan's mother pushing Zhan Yan out.

"You're here to cook, not to blow up the kitchen. You'd better get out!"

Zhan Zi's tone was full of helplessness.

Although they have trained Zhan Yan to do corresponding housework since he was a child, Zhan Yan really has no talent in cooking.

"Mom, I just knocked over a basin."

Zhan Yan's hands and body were covered in flour, and a lot of it was rubbed on his face.

Zhan’s mother waved her hands repeatedly.

"You were not careful! But the soup is still burning on the stove. If this flour is sprinkled in the air, it can easily cause an explosion."

"Then I just need to pay more attention. I just want to make porridge and hand-made noodles for Wen Rao. I usually see her doing it with ease, but who knew it would be so difficult."

Zhan Yan told the truth.

He thought that Wen Rao could finally stay here, so he wanted her to have a taste of his craftsmanship.

Although he would help with cooking when he was in Hushan Huadu, he would always be a underhand. He would do whatever Wen Rao asked him to do.

"Auntie, Zhan Yan, I'm not very hungry, just eat something."

Wen Rao spoke, and Zhan Yan was stunned for a moment. When he looked back at her, the flour on his eyelashes was still falling down.

The corners of Wen Rao's mouth twitched.

"Raoruo, the snow hasn't stopped yet, so we can't walk today. I've made arrangements for the hospital."

Zhan Yan walked over, not caring that he was covered in flour.

"I know, Chunfeng told me everything, please."

Wen Rao was still polite and distant to him.

Zhan Yan was not discouraged and motioned to Wen Rao to wait at the dining table.

"I'd better help Auntie do something. You go change your clothes."

Wen Rao walked past him, entered the kitchen, and took a deep breath.

I finally understood the reason why Zhan’s mother wouldn’t let Zhan Yan in.

This kitchen... fits all the requirements of a crime scene.

Zhan's mother gave Wen Rao a "you know what" look.

"Raoruo, let the housekeeper arrange for breakfast to be prepared. Let's make some baking and chat by the way.

It's snowing and I can't go out. It's the best time to warm up and drink tea at home, and make snacks and pasta together as a family. "

Zhan's mother didn't necessarily want Wen Rao to work, but wanted to take her with her to chat.

"it is good."

Wen Rao did not refuse and followed Zhan's mother into the small kitchen dedicated to baking.

Zhan Yan returned to the room in dismay and saw that he was dressed in a faceless figure, with the corners of his eyes and mouth twitching wildly.

With him like this, it was not easy for Rao Rao just to hold back his laughter.

In Qingshi covered by blizzard, everything was quiet.

At the Zhan family's old house, Wen Rao and Zhan's mother were making tiramisu, and they came to help without saying anything.

Zhan Sen took Xiaoer and Cheng Qi to build a snowman in the backyard. The almost 20-year-old guy was no different from a child.

Zhan Sen stole Zhan Yan’s scarf and sunglasses to dress up the snowman.

He also imitated Zhuang Tao's usual way of reporting work in front of Zhan Yan and talked to the snowman. Xiaoer and Cheng Qi rolled around in the snow with laughter.

Zhan Yan didn't know that he was being dressed up as a snowman by Zhan Sen. He was working on documents in the study, thinking that he must show off his skills at dinner so that Wen Rao could eat the food he cooked.

Mr. Zhan was watering the flowers in the garden greenhouse. Looking at the plants he took care of carefully, Mr. Zhan seemed to see his old woman who liked to grow flowers and plants.

The blizzard is cold and beautiful.

In the afternoon, the snacks were made, and Zhan's mother motioned to Wen Rao to bring them to Grandpa.

With Wen Rao in front and Zhan Mu behind, she entered the study. Behind her, the study door closed with a click.

There was no sign of grandpa in the study, only Zhan Yan who looked at her with a surprised look on his face.

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