The little cutie is not obedient, the black-bellied president spoils her and gives birth to a baby

Ji Nanyue picked up a small piece of clothing that was folded neatly and said to Shen Jingzhou: "See? Fold it like this and then put it away."

"This is easy, I can do it." Shen Jingzhou picked up a small piece of clothing, folded it a few times and said, "How is it, did I fold it well?"

"What did you fold? It's not right at all." Ji Nanyue took the clothes he had folded and folded them again.

"See? This is the right way to fold it. What you did just now was wrong."

In the end, Ji Nanyue could only teach him step by step, and Shen Jingzhou finally learned it.

As he was folding clothes, he complained: "These clothes are too small. They are not easy to fold."

"Of course babies' clothes are so small. Have you ever seen a baby's clothes as big as yours?"

"And this little shoe, why is it not even longer than my finger?" Ji Nanyue took a little shoe from the side and compared it with his finger and said.

"You were so small when you were born, but now you have grown to be over 1.8 meters tall. So it doesn't matter if you are a little smaller. As long as you are healthy, that's more important than anything else."

"You're right. Health is the most important thing. So, we have to have regular prenatal checkups and never forget."

"Go put away those toys, I'll take care of the clothes." Ji Nanyue said as she took the little shoes he was playing with.

Seeing how clumsy he was, Ji Nanyue was not at all satisfied with the clothes he folded, so she arranged for Shen Jingzhou to put away the toys.

After packing up the child's things, Ji Nanyan glanced at the time and said to Shen Jingzhou: "You go and rest for a while, I'll go prepare dinner."

"Didn't I tell you not to cook anymore? I'll have someone bring you whatever you want to eat."

"I'm tired of eating out these days. I'd better cook something at home. I'll make some porridge first, and then stir-fry two simple dishes."

"Why don't you teach me and I'll do it." Shen Jingzhou said, rolling up his sleeves.

"You don't know how to do it, so forget it."

Ji Nanyue knew that he couldn't cook at all, and she didn't know what the food would turn out like if she asked him to, so she didn't dare to let him do it.

"Just because I don't know how, I should learn. With a chef like you teaching me, even the most complicated dishes won't be difficult for me." Shen Jingzhou said confidently.

"Okay then, go and make the porridge. It's easy." Seeing that he insisted on doing it, Ji Nanyue felt embarrassed to spoil his fun and could only give him the task of making the porridge.

Ji Nanyue thought that since he was such a smart man, he would definitely be able to learn something as simple as making porridge.

So she explained to Shen Jingzhou in detail the steps of making porridge.

Shen Jingzhou nodded as he listened, very seriously.

After Ji Nanyue finished speaking, he said confidently: "This is too simple, I know how to cook it, just wait and eat." After Shen Jingzhou finished speaking, he went to the kitchen excitedly.

Ji Nanyue explained it to him in great detail, telling him exactly how much rice and water to put in. As long as he followed her steps, he would definitely not make any mistakes.

Ji Nanyue looked through the glass door of the kitchen and saw Shen Jingzhou working in the kitchen in an orderly manner, which made her feel relieved.

When she was cooking porridge before, Shen Jingzhou had watched her countless times. Seeing how confident he was just now, Ji Nanyue guessed that he probably learned how to do it, so she sat in the living room and watched TV.

Shen Jingzhou had indeed watched it many times. Although he didn't pay much attention at the time, he still had some impressions. In addition, Ji Nanyue explained it to him so clearly just now, he felt that making porridge was not difficult.

So he followed Ji Nanyue's example and washed the rice first, put it into the pot, then added an appropriate amount of water into the pot, and finally put the pot on the gas stove and turned on the gas stove.

After a while, the water boiled. Shen Jingzhou turned the heat to the lowest, stirred the pot with a spoon a few times, and then covered the pot again.

Because Ji Nanyue told him that he must watch by the side, otherwise the pot would easily overflow, so Shen Jingzhou didn't dare to leave the kitchen for a moment.

Ji Nanyue sat in the living room, smelling the aroma of rice wafting from the kitchen, with a look of relief on her face. She didn't expect that he actually succeeded. It seemed that she had underestimated him.

Just when Ji Nanyue couldn't help praising him in her heart, Shen Jingzhou walked out of the kitchen with a frustrated look on his face.

"Wife, why is the porridge I cook different from yours?"

"I can smell the aroma of rice, isn't that good?"

"But why do I feel that it is less and less like porridge and more like rice?"

"Did you put too little water?"

"I put it in just as you taught me, not less!"

"I'll go take a look." Ji Nanyue said as she stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

As soon as she walked to the kitchen door, she smelled a faint smell of burnt food.

"No, maybe it's blurry."

Ji Nanyue rushed into the kitchen and turned off the gas stove.

"The porridge in the pot was just as Shen Jingzhou said. There was no water at all. It really became a pot of rice. It was thick and bubbling."

"How much rice did you put in?" Ji Nanyue turned her head and asked him.

"At first I put in the amount you said, but after adding the water, I felt that with just that little bit of rice, it would be too watery when cooked, so I put in another spoonful." Shen Jingzhou said guiltily.

He had already turned on the fire, but when he saw that there was only a little rice in the pot but so much water, he took it upon himself to put another spoonful of rice in without telling Ji Nanyue.

Unexpectedly, that spoonful of rice became thicker and thicker as it cooked. He even secretly added some water into it in the middle, but it didn't become thicker.

"You put too much rice in it. When cooking porridge, you have to get the ratio of water to rice right, otherwise it will be too watery or too thick.

Actually, it doesn’t affect the consumption if it’s thicker, but I’m afraid that the bottom part will be burnt. I’ll try it first. If it’s not too burnt, the top part might still be edible.”

As soon as Ji Nanyue finished speaking, Shen Jingzhou walked forward, picked up a spoon and stirred the pot a few times. Then he looked at the bottom of the pot and said to Ji Nanyue: "It's all black at the bottom. I guess it can't be eaten."

Watching his actions, Ji Nanyan was stunned for a moment, "It's really inedible now. Before you stirred it, it might have been ok, but now it's really become a pot of porridge. We can only throw it away."

"Why can't we eat it after stirring it?" Shen Jingzhou asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"If there is only a little bit of burnt porridge at the bottom and the porridge on top doesn't taste burnt, it's still edible. Just don't eat the burnt part at the bottom. But if after stirring, the burnt porridge at the bottom is stirred up and the whole pot tastes burnt, then it can't be eaten."

"Did I do something wrong again?" Shen Jingzhou said as if he had done something wrong.

"It's okay. It's normal to not cook well the first time. Many people mess up when they cook for the first time. Yours is good enough. Someone even ordered the kitchen!"