Miss Star, spoiled by her father and brother

Sifos rolled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen, where the owner, guests and servants were all busy together, making the originally spacious space seem crowded.

Originally, they didn't need to get involved in cooking, as the servants could take care of everything. But the older generation believed that the New Year's Eve dinner was a reunion dinner, and everyone should participate in it to have a sense of reunion.

They don't really have to cook, they just need to participate in a certain step, such as cutting carrots, smashing garlic, or even simply pouring vegetables in. Of course, if they are really good at cooking, it would be better to make one or two dishes to show off, and this highlight moment is usually contracted by the women in the family.

But it's different in the Sifos family. In their family, it is a tradition for men to cook.

Who says rich people don't need to learn how to cook? Can the maids cook the same as you? When your wife is angry, on an anniversary, or when you go out and the local food is not to your taste, isn't this a good time to use your cooking skills? Not only practical but also very useful!

"Here you are! Why are you bringing the children? The kitchen is so inconvenient. Just put the children outside and play with them!" said the plump aunt.

The kitchen is full of knives and fire, as well as boiling oil pans and soup pots, so it is easy to get injured if an accident occurs.

"It's okay. Wei'er is very well behaved and won't get in the way."

Sifos spread his arms and turned around, and Xu Weiwei hung on him tightly like a koala. This was the "tacit understanding" that the father and daughter had developed over a long period of time.

"Well, okay, you just need to be more careful." The aunt reminded again.

“What did they cook?”

The old lady replied, "Weier's grandfather made an old duck soup, her second grandfather made chicken legs stewed with white truffles, her second uncle made sweet and sour pork ribs, and her third uncle made a lobster salad... What are you going to make?"

Sifos touched his daughter's belly, and Xu Weiwei inhaled subconsciously.

Sifos immediately burst out laughing, and Xu felt a little embarrassed.

What are you laughing at? What's so funny? Don't you know that beautiful women all pay attention to body management?

"I just, hahahaha! I'll just make an appetizer yogurt bowl so that our Wei'er can have a good time tonight, haha!"

The old lady looked at her son laughing for no apparent reason and asked, "What's wrong with you that makes you laugh like this?"

"No, nothing. Our little Princess Wei'er also needs to save face, haha! Ouch——"

Xu Weiwei leaned over and bit her father's face with her few tiny teeth. It would be more appropriate to say that she was washing his face with her saliva rather than biting him.

"Dad was wrong. He shouldn't have laughed at you. Miss Wei'er, can you calm down?"

After coaxing Xu Weiwei into opening her mouth, Xifusi skillfully washed and cut the fruits, and even tried to show off by spinning the knife in his hands. Xu Weiwei was terrified, fearing that the knife would fall and stab her father's instep.

Cut up all the miscellaneous fruits, put them all into a bowl, pour yogurt on them, and finally add some leaves for decoration. Done!

Sifos first scooped a spoonful for his daughter to taste. Xu Weiwei smacked her lips and concluded that it was very ordinary, not as good as the viewing experience. In the future, if her father loses his job, he can still perform in the restaurant.

"I've finished cooking, so I'll be leaving first, mom."

The old lady was so angry that she was speechless when she saw the simple bowl of fruit yogurt.

"Hey - look at this kid! He really knows how to save trouble." I was counting on him to show off his skills in front of others, but he ended up failing at the critical moment, what a shame.

We had dinner until around nine o'clock.

Xu Weiwei touched her round belly and felt nauseous. She couldn't suck her belly back in. She had the body of a wealthy landlord at such a young age. I was so great!

The Empire TV station's evening show was playing on TV, and Second Aunt suddenly let out a sigh.

"Do you think this is Tina's sister-in-law?"

The family gathered around. On the screen, a beautiful woman in a red dress was singing with a microphone in her hand.

Mrs. Seaforth nodded and acknowledged her: "Yes, it's Linlin."

"You sang really well. Being an actor is so busy. Not only do you have to make movies, but you also have to perform at parties. You can't be with your family during the Chinese New Year. Sigh~"

No matter how many fans you have or how glamorous you are, in front of the real wealthy families, being a star is still not a very impressive profession.

A daughter-in-law from the Third Grandma's side asked again, "Mrs. Capet should not be very satisfied with this daughter-in-law, right? I remember Jiang Linlin is already 30 years old, but she keeps taking on acting jobs. She has no intention of having children at all. She is too selfish and doesn't even consider carrying on the Capet family line."

The woman had heard rumors that Mrs. Capet disliked her daughter-in-law, and thought Mrs. Seaforth was the same, so she wanted to use this opportunity to get closer to her, but she was doing the wrong thing.

There was silence for a few moments, no one said anything, and the woman felt a little embarrassed.

Mrs. Seaforth spoke calmly, "Having a child depends mainly on the wishes of the couple. Since they are young and not in a hurry, there is no need for others to interfere. Nowadays, many ordinary families have children after they are in their forties. Once they have a financial foundation and the relationship between the couple is stable, the family will last long after the birth of the child."

"Your brother and I weren't planning on having children. We just fell in love and really liked children, so we had Kane and the others."

The woman agreed dryly, "That's right, the relationship between brother and sister-in-law is really good, it's really enviable."

"That's right. Weiss and Tina can be considered the model couple of the Empire! These kids are so smart, I'm so envious—"

"That's right, it would be nice to exchange with ours."

"What's wrong with yours? It looks pretty good to me, but you don't want to give it to me."

……

With everyone's support, the topic was over and the woman breathed a sigh of relief.

Sifos helped his daughter stand up and said, "Let's go. After eating, let's move around and go out to set off the fireworks."

"Let's go, let's go. I heard the noise outside a long time ago. It's like a war. We can't lose!"

"Wear something thicker so you don't catch a cold. Also wear a hat, gloves and a scarf..."

Everyone stood up and walked out. Xu Weiwei pointed anxiously behind him, and Sifos stopped and the dog bumped into his legs.

Xu Weiwei’s intention is very clear: bring the dog with you, and Xiu Dog is also a member of the family!

Sifos squatted down, lifted the dog up with one hand, and warned: "Don't lick people, understand."

The puppy tilted its head and licked Seaforth on the nose.

Sifos: “…” I’ll buy you a dog muzzle tomorrow.

Originally, he was holding his daughter in one hand and the dog in the other, but Sifos felt that this was a bit inconvenient, so he stuffed the dog into his arms as well and zipped up his jacket, trapping both puppies in it.

Xu Weiwei's head and the dog's head were exposed side by side. The dog went up to lick it, but Sifos quickly pinched its mouth.

"Honey, can you lend me your hairband?"

Although Mrs. Seaforth was puzzled, she still took off the hair band on her hair and gave it to him. Her beautiful long hair instantly fell down: "What do you want this for?"

Sifos held the dog's mouth and put the hairband on with two clicks.

Mrs. Seaforth said with a complicated expression: "This hair tie costs three hundred thousand."

Wouldn't that be more expensive than a dog? Xu looked at the "classmate" with a bound mouth with sympathy, and rubbed his head against it to comfort it. The puppy couldn't open its mouth, so it could only squeeze out a whimper from its throat.

Sifos looked innocent: "Sorry, dear..."