"Well, let's ask the nanny to buy what we want to cook tomorrow."

Qiao Chuchu had already started to make up his mind, suddenly turned his head and looked around, finally locked on the candidate, and waved quickly: "Mother Zhang, come here!"

Zhang Ma, who had been waiting obediently by the side, heard this, and trotted over: "Ma'am, Miss..."

Qiao Chuchu didn't mean to talk nonsense, so he patted his daughter's hand and waved it: "Come on, Weiwei, tell Zhang Mama whatever you want to cook!"

Mama Zhang has been in this house for more than ten years, she is a bit old, and her hearing is not very good, so she didn't hear the conversation between Chi Wei and Qiao Chuchu at all just now. At this time, she finally figured out the situation. In an instant, excitement was written in his eyes.

"Miss cooks? My God, I always thought that Miss was just good at research, but I didn't expect to have some achievements in cooking. Then I must watch from the side tomorrow to see how Miss cooks. I will definitely benefit a lot in the future, and my cooking skills will improve in the future!"

Chi Wei: "..."

It doesn't have to be.

Chi Wei quickly waved his hand: "I don't have any talent in cooking, it's just a hobby, I'm going to make Zhang Ma laugh."

Mama Zhang: ...

But Mama Zhang was just in a daze for a while, and soon came back to her senses, and quickly waved her hands together: "Miss is all from my own family, why are you modest, we know that you are such a genius, you must be able to do everything, You don't have to look at me for the face of my old age, I can stand it!"

You must know that this lady said before that her sports cells are not very developed, she has never practiced, and then said that she is barely good in academics.

Then the young lady with underdeveloped sports cells won three sports medals, and later directly stood on the scene of the world-class award.

How humble.

Qiao Chuchu didn't refute either, instead she had already propped up her chin, and began to look forward to her daughter's dishes tomorrow.

It must be delicious.

And it's the kind of color, fragrance and taste.

At that time, I must post a circle of friends, envy those people, and let them know that my daughter not only has achievements, but also cooks well!

At this time, Qiao Chuchu hadn't thought about what kind of scene he would experience tomorrow.

Fu Shiyan, the only one in the audience who knew the situation: ...

He can't forget.

I can't forget the dark fried vegetables, and the porridge with only a few grains of rice in the pile of soup.

I can't forget the girl's obedient face begging for praise at that time.

So Fu Shiyan boasted a few words against his conscience, who knew that this girl was getting more and more popular now.

I really want to develop this culinary skill, the key is that if I can cook well, then that's fine, but that skill is still hard to describe in words.

After thinking about it, Fu Shiyan still couldn't help lowering his eyes, and sneaked up to Chi Wei when no one was paying attention.

The man lowered his voice, but replaced it with a bit of carelessness and laziness: "Why don't you do it?"

The meaning of consultation is also becoming more and more obvious.

It can be heard that this man has already tried his best to prevent such an embarrassing situation from happening.

However this is of no use.

"It's... isn't the food I cook delicious?" Chi Wei blinked, not quite understanding Fu Shiyan's repeated actions.

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