Chapter 1651 (Thinking) Foodie

"What's going on?" Tang Yi asked impatiently, word by word, almost patiently: "I did it according to what you taught me, but why did you cook it well, but mine turned out like this?"

With her IQ level, she would actually put it on cooking?

Tang Yi couldn't bear it.

A group of chefs looked at each other innocently.

They really are innocent.

What they taught was right.

They didn't know why Tang Yi's dishes turned out like this while she was cooking?

What they said was really right.

How did Tang Yi learn it?

How did it turn out like this when it was good?

They really don't understand.

Little Tang Siyi was holding a glass of milk and eating biscuits, looking at the food with a confused look in her eyes. "Mom, what are you doing? Can I eat those?"

"No."

Tang Yi was quick-witted and quickly took the bowl away. She took out a few boxes of biscuits from the drawer and put them in front of Tang Siyi, saying, "Just eat this, eat this first."

Tang Siyi took it and muttered curiously, "But, if you eat this, your stomach will be full."

"Then you won't be able to eat the food cooked by your mother."

She often heard the children say that the local food cooked by her mother was delicious, but she had never eaten it.

I don't know how delicious it would be.

Tang Yi was embarrassed again and again.

Well, with her level, how delicious could it be.

Don't make people laugh to death, okay?

"Well, you eat first."

Tang Yi thought for a moment and said, "You are a foodie anyway."

"Mom," little Tang Siyi made a dissatisfied sound; "Foodie is a bad word, don't think I don't know anything."

Tang Yi: "..."

Ah, the child has grown up, and it's not easy to deceive.

Think about it, it was better before.

When she first met Tang Siyi, she was still so silly, and she believed whatever the adults said. Even if she was kidnapped, she could still run after them foolishly.

It's nothing like now.

She has become a smart person.

Tang Siyi smiled slowly, with a little bit of cuteness in her eyes: "Mom, don't lie to me."

Tang Yi's lips twitched.

She continued to turn around and fiddle with those things.

The more she fiddled, the more complicated her mood became.

How should these things be made?

Why do they look so simple, but if you really want to do it, it is so complicated.

Tang Yi was entangled.

Suddenly, she realized that something was wrong.

She turned around and saw Tang Yan leaning against the door leisurely, staring at her.

His eyes were very playful.

There was a bit of teasing and a bit of contempt.

Tang Yi laughed.

It's not shameful not to be able to cook.

Is it necessary to despise her so much?

There are still many people in this world who can't cook.

Tang Yi threw the things aside, crossed her arms, and looked at him coldly.

She just can't do it.

What else can you do?

Tang Yan suddenly found it funny.

Tang Yi's psychological quality is really amazing.

It's obviously her own problem, but she can still say it so confidently?

Well, no, no.

He didn't ask her to know.

Tang Yan shrugged his shoulders and said slowly: "You all go out."