Abandoning my husband and son, I raised my six daughters to live happily

Wang Jiaming narrowed his eyes, with a hint of danger in his eyes.

"Meng Anyu! If you fail, will you let me eat?"

This seems a bit inappropriate.

Meng Anyu pursed his lips, avoided looking, and said a little embarrassed.

"This seems a bit sorry for you, then forget it, you should wait until I cook it for you tonight."

After saying that, she pointed to the plates of spicy chips next to her and said, "These are going to be taken out. Let's hurry up. At this time, the elementary school students will be coming to our place after school."

Meng Anyu was always neat and tidy when he worked. After saying that, he went out with two large plates of spicy chips.

Wang Jiaming was unequivocal in his work and soon chased him out with two plates of spicy sticks.

"There's still one plate left. I'll get it." Wang Jiaming put the plate down and asked, "Do you need anything else?"

Meng Anyu thought for a while and said, "Take out all that box of toothpicks."

"What are you doing with the toothpick?" Wang Jiaming asked subconsciously.

Meng Anyu blinked and said, "You'll know in a moment."

Wang Jiaming returned to the kitchen again and found the toothpick according to Meng Anyu's guidance. He picked up the spicy slices and was about to go out.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the failed spicy slices next to him and suddenly stopped in his tracks.

How about he taste the spicy chips that failed?

When this idea came to his mind, he had already put down the plate and picked up a spicy slice and put it in his mouth.

After chewing a few times, his expression gradually turned to surprise.

"It's not bad. Those who fail are so delicious."

While he was excited, he felt something strange in his heart.

Chewing movements become slower.

he muttered.

"They are all so delicious. Why does Meng Anyu say they are failures?"

So he closed his eyes and tasted it carefully.

After a few seconds, he opened his eyes with a swish, his eyes shining.

He knows why this one failed!

He tasted several more failed products one after another. The more he tasted, the stronger his admiration for Meng Anyu became.

He is a chef who often works with food. He has a keen sense of ingredients and seasonings, but his sensitivity is simply incomparable to Meng Anyu's.

Some people have praised him as a genius before, but he feels that only people like Meng Anyu can be called a genius.

If he was the one who made spicy chips, he would probably be satisfied when he finished one of them.

Because except for experts, most people may not be able to taste the difference between these spicy slices that failed and those that succeeded. Even if he makes it perfect, many people will not realize it.

But not Meng Anyu. Meng Anyu is not only a genius, but also very hard-working. He has the tenacity to make a dish perfect to be satisfied.

Meng Anyu called him master, but he felt more guilty every day about this title.

It is estimated that it won't be long before he has nothing to teach Meng Anyu.

Suddenly, the door opened.

Wang Jiaming quickly picked up the plate and walked out with the toothpick box.

I happened to meet Meng Anyu walking towards me.

"Why are you back? Are the students here?"

"No, I just saw that you haven't come out for such a long time, so I thought something was wrong, so I came in and took a look."

"Oh, it's nothing. I just tasted these so-called failures of yours, and I felt a little emotional after tasting them."

There was some seriousness in Wang Jiaming's tone, which he rarely did in daily interactions.

Meng Anyu asked curiously, "What emotion?"

"You make me ashamed. I think you are very powerful."

Wang Jiaming suddenly opened his eyes and stared at her blankly.

Meng Anyu was a little at a loss, so she raised the corners of her mouth to relieve her embarrassment.

"It's not as powerful as you said, and you're kidding me again."

Meng Anyu said, turned around and walked out, talking as he walked.

"Get out quickly, they are really almost here now."

Wang Jiaming sighed, smiled helplessly, and followed quickly.

Putting on a nonchalant tone, he said, "Don't tell me, those spicy chips you failed to make are quite delicious. I'll decorate them and take them home after get off work soon, and I'll eat them tonight."

Meng Anyu nodded without hesitation, "Okay, no problem. You can pretend as much as you want in a while."

Wang Jiaming looked at Meng Anyu's profile, raised the corners of his mouth, smiled, and said happily.

"That's good, I've lost my appetite recently. I haven't eaten something so appetizing for a long time. I'll get more in a little while."

As soon as they came out of the yard, they saw primary school students lining up and walking along the road towards them.

We were still about a hundred or two hundred meters away, and now we could already hear the chatter of primary school students.

"I put the toothpick you asked for here."

"Oh, by the way, didn't you say you would let them vote? You didn't get any notes or anything, how do you plan to let them vote?"

"It's not about standing in line or raising hands, is it? Can so many children listen to your instructions honestly?"

Wang Jiaming wiped the table with a rag and said several words in succession without hearing any reply. He couldn't help but look up.

Meng Anyu was seen staring blankly at the group of primary school students, her brows furrowed, not knowing what she was thinking.

"An Yu? Meng Anyu?"

"Ok?"

Seeing Meng Anyu finally reacting, Wang Jiaming asked with a smile.

"What's wrong with you? I told you many things but you didn't respond."

"Oh, it's nothing." Meng Anyu lowered his eyes to cover up, "What did you just say to me?"

"I said the toothpicks you asked for were placed here, and I asked you how you planned to let them vote."

"Use a toothpick."

After Meng Anyu finished speaking, he saw Wang Jiaming's confused face and explained.

"When they come over, give them toothpicks first and let them eat with them to avoid dirtying their hands. After eating, which spicy slices taste the best, put the toothpicks in front of that plate."

Wang Jiaming's eyes lit up and he clapped his hands.

"That's great. I found that you are not only smart, but also very considerate. You are also worried about people getting dirty hands and eating them with toothpicks."

This should be a compliment to her, but why does it sound a little wrong?

So Meng Anyu watched the changes quietly, pursed his lips and said nothing.

As expected, Wang Jiaming quickly hugged his shoulders and said through gritted teeth.

"Why don't you worry about me when I'm eating? Huh?"

Do you care about such a small thing?

Okay, who made Wang Jiaming her master?

Meng Anyu said flatteringly, "Aren't you my master? As a family, we don't have to engage in such nonsense. Even if I don't think well, you won't find fault with me, right master?"

My own family.

These three words pierced his heart, and Wang Jiaming was instantly pleased.

He smiled and nodded, "Yes, yes, you are right."

Meng Anyu snickered, Master Wang is really interesting.

Ever since Wang Jiaming came to work at her house, there has been a lot more fun in her life. Infected by Wang Jiaming, she has become much more cheerful than before. Not only did she talk more, she also laughed out loud often, and she was very cheerful all day long. .

Not far away, among the primary school students lining up to go home, someone suddenly pointed in the direction of Meng Anyu and said with surprise.

"Liu Qibao, look, your mother has set up a table in front of her house!"

"Liu Qibao, why does your mother set up a table in front of your house?"

"Oh, don't ask Liu Qibao. His mother has long since abandoned him. How could he know..."