Chapter 357: Waste is a shameful act; even if you are stuffed, you cannot waste food!

After Amei helped finish the chores, seeing that the time was about right, she carried her cousin Si Si and left.

Although Xiao Nuomi was a bit reluctant to part with Sister Si Si, when she heard that Si Si would come every day, she waved goodbye.

As for Lian Lian, at this moment, all her attention was occupied by the toy in her auntie's hand that turned in the wind.

Temporarily casting her little friends to the back of her mind, she reached out and grabbed, hoping her auntie would hand over the toy in her hand.

Seeing that both little ones were chasing her for toys, Pei Yao immediately made two more large windmills out of paper.

"Ooh, flying, the windmill is flying."

Old Master Pei smiled; this little thing was something he used to make for his granddaughter to play with, but he didn't expect his granddaughter to be making it for her great-nieces now.

"Give it to Xiao Mantou, Auntie also made one for you. Since your sister and younger sister have one, you have one too."

Pei Yao stuffed the last large windmill into Xiao Mantou's hand, thinking that this little one was truly well-behaved, not fighting or grabbing, just sitting there quietly, looking at his sister and younger sister's toys. Although there was longing in his eyes, there was no intention to snatch at all; he was taught so well.

Xiao Mantou accepted the windmill and at the same time popped a few words out of his mouth:

"Thank you, Auntie."

Mommy and Daddy said that if you accept something from others, you must say thank you.

"Oh, so well-behaved."

Pei Yao was very pleased; when she gave the gift, she hadn't expected such a small child to express his gratitude.

No wonder many female comrades chose to have children; after having children, they were full of maternal love, and everything they said and did centered on their own children.

It turned out that sometimes some children were very cute and very likable.

If she got married in the future and had children, please let them grow up according to the template of Xiao Mantou or Xiao Nuomi!

As for her own niece, it wasn't that she wasn't cute, it was just that she was too naughty and mischievous.

If she also gave birth to such a child, it would really be life-shortening.

Lian Lian, who didn't know she was being disliked by her own aunt, played happily after getting the new toy, blowing the windmill "whoosh whoosh whoosh," and giggling when she saw the windmill spinning.

When Shen Man just got home, she heard giggling coming from the room.

Hm, what's going on?

The children's laughter today was exceptionally loud.

After pushing open the courtyard gate and entering the house, she first parked her bicycle at the corner of the courtyard wall, and a rich fish fragrance wafted out from the kitchen.

Did they buy fish?

She saw Pei Yao playing with the windmills with the children in the main room and nodded slightly, which counted as a greeting.

Then she washed her hands and walked towards the kitchen.

"Is Aye cooking fish?"

"It's the fish Pei Yao brought back. Amei helped process it before she left, it was marinated, and I only got home a while ago, so I just started the fire and cooked it..."

Jiang Ye watched his wife walk into the kitchen, feeling a bit worried in his heart.

He knew that the kitchen was filled with oily smoke, which was bad for her health, so he said softly:

"Wife, you should go to the main room and look after the children. Let me handle this here."

However, Shen Man shook her head and replied:

"It's okay. The children have Grandfather and Master looking after them.

I want to stay in the kitchen and accompany you, chatting is also good, it can kill some time."

Jiang Ye couldn't refuse anymore, so he had to comply with her wishes, then thoughtfully moved a small stool and placed it at the kitchen door, and instructed:

"Alright then, but you sit here obediently, wait for me to finish cooking."

Then, he turned and entered the narrow kitchen to continue stir-frying.

Shen Man sat quietly on the side, resting her chin in her hands, watching the man cooking attentively with joy in her heart.

Seeing his skilled techniques and smooth, natural movements, every step seemed so handy.

It was just that when she saw him wearing a floral apron around his waist, the sense of disconnection was full.

Iron-boned tenderness, able to go to the battlefield, able to go to the kitchen, able to be literary and martial...

Whose family did such a perfect man belong to?

Hehe, of course, it was her family!

Perhaps it was precisely because of the embellishment of this apron that the man at this moment was overflowing with a full "husband" aura.

It was midsummer, and the kitchen was steaming hot, much stuffier than outside.

Before long, the man's back was soaked with sweat, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans.

And on his thick and powerful arms, the firm and well-defined muscle lines were clearly visible, rhythmically pulsing with his movements...

"Deng deng deng."

The man was cutting cucumber shreds seriously, very evenly.

No one is born with culinary skills, and there is nothing one cannot do; it just depends on whether one wants to learn.

Jiang Ye's culinary skills, from only being able to boil food to be edible at the beginning, couldn't be called delicious.

To cooking often after marriage, he had honed good culinary skills and knife skills.

This was inseparable from the credit of learning from the canteen chef, and occasionally exchanging insights with his good brother Lao Mo; only then did he get what he wanted.

"Wait until tomorrow, I'll cover a shift for Sister-in-law, and the day after tomorrow you accompany me to find a barbershop outside the Sea Island to cut my hair. Is your time okay?"

"Mm, okay."

The man was sparing with words, but agreed without hesitation, his movements not slowing down—

Cold-dressed cucumber shreds, radish shreds, coriander, green onion, millet spicy.

Adding salt, soy sauce, white sugar, and other seasonings, stirring them together in a stainless steel basin.

Grabbing, shaking, swaying, grabbing into a plate to arrange.

A cold dish was ready.

There were originally six people in the family, not including the little cubs drinking milk; now there was one more Pei Yao, so the amount of vegetables and rice was increased.

Increasing the amount couldn't be too much; if it wasn't finished, it would be a waste.

Waste is a shameful act; even if you are stuffed, you cannot waste food!

Shen Man sat at the kitchen door for a long while, until the two children, stumbling, walking a few steps and squatting down to rest, then getting up to walk a few more steps, walked firmly towards her and threw themselves into her arms—

"Mommy!"

"Mommy!"

"Yes."

Shen Man responded with a smile, circling the two children in her arms, pointing at the children's father in the kitchen and saying:

"Look, your daddy is making delicious food for us, it's very hard work, so you can't be picky eaters in the future; Daddy is very hard at cooking."

"Daddy!"

"Daddy!"

However, when the two siblings smelled the spicy taste, they sneezed "ah-choo, ah-choo."

"I'll carry the children back to the room, the chili smell here is too choking."

Shen Man felt sorry for the children and hurriedly greeted her man, carrying the two children to change places.

"Daddy."

"Daddy."

The two siblings were carried by Mommy, not forgetting to wave to Daddy.

They thought Mommy and Daddy were playing with them, not afraid of the chili choking their noses at all.

Speaking of which, eating egg custard and drinking milk every day, they were so greedy for other flavors... ===== CHAPTER 358 =====