IPVS Chapter 31.5

[It turns out that Qi Qi’s father can’t cook.]

[You can’t expect every man to be able to cook. My Dad can’t.]

[It’s not that he is required to cook, but seeing Ruan Qingqing’s skillful cooking skills, and seeing Qi Qi’s father who can neither cook nor take care of children, even when he enters the vegetable market, he dislikes the dirt on the ground, fearing that the water on the ground will splash his noble leather shoes… Emm, how to say it, although he tries to restrain himself and be down-to-earth, I still feel uncomfortable.]

[The above person has too high requirements. I think Qi Qi’s father is very cute. If he doesn’t know how to cook, he can learn. Didn’t the intern father of Li Li next door learn from not knowing how to do it?]

Lunch, which originally only took 40 minutes to prepare, was dragged to 1:30 in the afternoon because of Huo Zichen’s involvement.

Qi Qi stayed in the living room and began to feel sleepy.

“It’s time to eat. Qi Qi, go wash your hands!” Ruan Qingqing said to her daughter and took a small bowl to serve the rice.

However, when she opened the rice cooker, she was stunned.

“Didn’t you cook it?”

Huo Zichen came over and saw the rice in the rice cooker and the water that soaked the rice.

[Isn’t this just making things worse? Ruan Qingqing has already done most of the work, but when it comes to just cooking, he’s already failing.]

[It’s already this late, and Qi Qi hasn’t eaten yet. The baby must be starving.]

[How difficult is it to press the ‘cooking button’? Is it because he doesn’t know how to do it or he is not paying attention?]

[Cook now, will it be cooked in 30 minutes?]

Huo Zichen studied the rice cooker for a while and then whispered, “Why don’t you cook the rice by the way? The child is hungry.”

Ruan Qingqing felt a surge of grievance in her heart.

She had worked hard to take care of the child for these years and had paid so much, but now she just asked him to cook a meal, and he couldn’t even do it.

“Qi Qi, you play with the toys for a while. Dad is cooking now, and you can eat it later.” Huo Zichen said.

Qi Qi, who was sitting in front of the toys, looked back and nodded weakly.

For children, nothing was more magical than toys.

It was a pity that Qi Qi didn’t like the toys her father bought her.

What her father brought back yesterday was an excavator, and what he bought at the supermarket today was a huge ambulance.

Qi Qi was not interested in these two cars. (T/N: Of course, I think your father is sick! Does he think that he has a son?)

Even at this age, she was still not interested and didn’t like to play with them.

“If I cook the rice now, it’s almost two o’clock when it is cooked.” Ruan Qingqing held back her anger, “I’ll take the child to the neighbor’s house to borrow a bowl of rice.”

She took off her apron and waved to Qi Qi.

The entire 17th floor was occupied by guests of the program group. Ruan Qingqing knocked on the door one by one, and after asking, she found that no one had extra white rice.

At this time, the guests had already cleaned up the kitchen and prepared for a nap.

Finally, Qi Qi pointed in the direction of An An’s house: “Mom, we haven’t been to An An’s house yet.”

Ruan Qingqing hesitated, but she still took the child to An An’s house.

Nothing was more important than filling Qi Qi’s stomach. After going through so much trouble, how could she not feel sorry for her daughter?

Knock, knock, knock—

The door opened quickly.

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