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Although Yu Chilin's culinary skill level is 0, physical work is not a problem for him at all.Single-handedly set up a large tent that can only be used in camping, making other children who only bring big parasols look envious.

After Fang Zhuoran and Ouyang Feifei washed their hands carefully, they eagerly got into the tent and sat down, watching Fang Qun put two bowls of soup on the small table in front of them.The tangy seafood aroma instantly aroused the children's hunger. "The soup has been drying for a while, but I still need to scoop it up with a spoon and blow it a few times to drink slowly." Fang Qun carefully instructed.

The small table was full of small bowls and chopsticks, Fang Qun and Yu Chilin were not so particular about it, they just picked up the bowls.

The outdoor lunch seems to be particularly delicious.The sandwiches with four or five flavors were quickly eaten up, and the mixed seafood soup specially made to match (?) the atmosphere by the river was also completely eaten up. There were two or three children who probed their brains.Fang Qun secretly rejoiced in his heart that he had brought enough portable paper bowls.Because he was worried that the soup would spill on the way home, he only filled the children's soup half full.

Not surprisingly, after lunch, Fang Qun has become a hot cooking expert in the eyes of seven or eight families.Several uncles and aunts surrounded him, vying to ask how the sandwiches and seafood soup that the children would eat obediently were made.Yu Chilin, who was squeezed out of the crowd all the way, had to stand outside, looking at Fang Qun who was smiling and patiently answering various questions.

He felt his clothes being ripped. "Dad, what are you doing staring at Uncle Fang all the time?"

Yu Chilin lowered his head and touched the top of his daughter's head. "Is Uncle Fang's cooking good?"

"Delicious!" Speaking of food, Yuchi Feifei's eyes sparkled.

"From now on, let Uncle Fang cook for us, okay?" Yu Chilin blurted out.After saying that, I saw my daughter wrinkling her thin eyebrows.

This sentence was beyond Ouyang Feifei's comprehension ability... Yu Chilin quickly called Fang Zhuoran, and one or two trotted towards the lake, joining the team of other children playing eagle and chicken.

The happy day passed quickly like this.When the wind blowing from the river began to bring cool air, Yu Chilin and Fang Qun began to pack up for the return trip.

Not far away, Yuchi Feifei and Fang Zhuoran held hands and waved goodbye to the children they just met.Yu Chilin finally folded the tent, stuffed it back into the trunk of the SUV, stood up straight and stretched his waist, while looking for Fang Qun's figure.

"Fang..." Before he could yell out, Yu Chilin saw the little fat man's grandmother approaching Fang Qun, who was carrying two food baskets, with a smile that was all too familiar to him.

Yuchilin narrowed his eyes.

Fang Qun who was stopped turned around and smiled doubtfully.Auntie smiled eagerly and said something quickly while stuffing something into Fang Qun's coat pocket.

Fang Qun, who had no power to fight back, seemed to be unable to stop him, so he smiled awkwardly, raised his right hand slightly, and bid farewell to his aunt.

The car on the return journey was exceptionally silent.The two children were already fast asleep.Fang Qun covered each of them with a small blanket and leaned back on the seat before feeling tired.

He couldn't remember the last time he was outdoors.Although he wanted to stay awake, his eyelids seemed to be getting heavier.Before he knew it, Fang Qun held his son's little hand with his left hand, sat with his head tilted and fell asleep like this.

When he was pushed awake again, the car had already stopped.In the dark sky outside the car window, the familiar street scene has changed.

"Are... home?" Fang Qun, who was still unconscious, said in a daze.

The corner of Yuchilin's mouth curled down, and he stretched out his hand to stroke Fang Qun's lock of hair that was curled up in sleep.Fang Qun was a little embarrassed.He should be about the same age, but he seems to be treated like a child by the father of his son's classmate.Fang Qun thought, but suddenly realized a problem.

He still doesn't know Yuchilin's age.

In a daze, Yu Chilin had already walked around to the other side, opened the car door and tried to wake his daughter up.Fang Qun looked at Tianshi and the sleeping faces of the two children, and hurriedly stopped him in a low voice: "Let the children sleep. Come to my house for dinner."

Yuchilin frowned and lowered his voice. "You're tired today, go home and rest. Feifei and I will find a restaurant for dinner..."

Fang Qun shook his head: "I still have to prepare He Ranran's dinner after you go back. It doesn't matter, there are some vegetables in the refrigerator."

Unable to resist Fang Qun's rare insistence, Yu Chilin still nodded, and together with Fang Qun, carefully picked up the child, closed the car door and walked towards the mixed apartment building where Fang Qun's home was located.

After the two children had settled down and lay down on the bed, Fang Qun and Yu Chilin, who had closed the door and returned to the living room, both heaved a sigh of relief, and they couldn't help but smile at each other.

"There are only so many quilts in the house, so it should be able to stop it?" Fang Qun asked.

Yu Chilin nodded. "The pile is high enough, so there should be no problem. They won't be allowed to sleep for too long. They will wake up to eat after a while, or they won't be able to sleep at night." He thanked Fang Qun again. "I'm sorry, but let Feifei borrow your bedroom..."

"It's okay, it's okay!" Fang Qun smiled. "Fortunately, I just dried the quilt on the weekend, and the sheets are all new."

I don't know if he really didn't understand what Yu Chilin meant, or if he deliberately changed the subject slightly.Yu Chilin looked at Fang Qun's back as he walked towards the kitchen, and there seemed to be thoughts in his eyes.

Considering that he needed to make dinner as soon as possible, Fang Qun took out the green vegetables that he left on purpose yesterday from the fresh-keeping layer of the refrigerator, opened the refrigerator, took two out of the neatly stacked bags, and took them to the kitchen together.

Yu Chilin, who wanted to help, followed behind, watching Fang Qun take out the frozen blocky object from the plastic bag covered with hoarfrost. "what is this?"

Fang Qun skillfully heated the pot while explaining: "The pig's trotters that have been stewed before. Just add some water to boil for a while, add green vegetables, and it's ready to eat."

When you usually don’t have time to stew things, you can occasionally take this out to rush the time.It can be regarded as one of the home life tips.Yu Chilin looked at Fang Qun who was familiar with the world with admiration.

Feeling embarrassed to be stared at by him behind him, Fang Qun turned his head and smiled slightly: "Why don't you wait in the living room? I'll finish it right away."

As if awakened from a start, Yu Chilin looked away in a panic: "Ah...then I'll put down the bowls and chopsticks, let's put down the bowls and chopsticks."

The small kitchen is too crowded for two grown men.Fang Qun tried his best to stick to the gas stove cabinet so that Yu Chilin could reach out from behind him to the dishes in the cabinet above his head.

The man's fiery body temperature approached and enveloped him without warning.When he came back to his senses, Fang Qun suddenly found that his face was terribly hot, and the tips of his ears were full of dryness.

But Yu Chilin took out a stack of porcelain bowls with his left hand, and in order to maintain his balance, his right hand unconsciously wrapped around Fang Qun's side.Although he let go immediately, Fang Qun still felt burned by the temperature of that palm, bowed his head and shrank back, only focusing on stirring the soup in the pot.