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At six o'clock in the morning, the sky in the small county town was still bright, and the beautiful sunset was spreading wildly across the horizon, a fiery red expanse.

The real excitement is just beginning.

in the kitchen.

The lights were on, the windows were wide open, and a slender figure was busy inside.

She rolled up her sleeves, revealing her slender forearms. Her wrists were thin, and her hands were small compared to many others.

But even with such small hands, she skillfully handled the pot, stir-frying, serving, and washing the pot, her nimble movements showing she had done it countless times.

Cooking in the summer is very hot, and she was worried that the room would become stuffy due to the smells from cooking, so she opened the windows wide to let in the natural breeze and get rid of the various smells inside.

But precisely because of this, the heat from outside also comes in, making it very hot.

Her forehead was covered in fine sweat, her hair and temples were damp, and even the tip of her nose was covered in fine sweat.

However, the heat and sweat did not affect her at all; her hands kept moving and her feet kept moving around in the kitchen.

Wenren Chen arrived outside the kitchen and looked at the busy figures inside the glass door.

She was all alone, delicate and nimble, yet she carried that obviously heavy pot, moving back and forth inside.

She moved quickly, but without a trace of confusion, carrying out each step in an orderly manner.

Worried that the smells from inside would drift into the living room and the noise would disturb people outside, she closed the kitchen door.

Isolate yourself from the outside world.

She was busy with her own things single-mindedly and attentively.

His eyes were fixed on the person inside, and the stray hairs on the back of his neck were soaked with sweat and stuck to his neck in strands.

He looked at the wet hair, raised his hand, rolled up his shirt sleeves section by section, opened the glass door, and went inside.

Zhou Yi is making the last dish; once this is done, it will be ready for dinner.

Turn the range hood on to the maximum, wash the pot, dry it, turn on the stove, and pour in the oil.

The range hood was whirring loudly, making quite a racket, and she didn't even notice when the kitchen door was opened and someone came in.

but.

"what I do?"

The deep, magnetic voice was like a timely rain in a scorching desert, instantly relieving the heat.

Zhou Yi paused, then turned her head and saw that Wenren Chen had appeared beside her at some point and was staring at her.

Zhou Yi was surprised. He put down the oil bottle, turned off the fire, and asked, "Sir, why did you come in?"

After saying that, he looked outside. The kitchen door was still closed, and no sound from outside could get in, nor could any sound from inside get out.

She couldn't see what was happening outside.

But she knew that the old master and mistress were outside, and they were definitely playing with Yuyu.

Zhou Yi looked away and said, "Sir, please go out. It's hot and smelly in here."

As soon as the gentleman arrived, the air around us seemed to become fresher.

However, sir, you shouldn't have come here. It's too hot here, and the food doesn't taste good either.

Wenren Chen looked at the person whose face was flushed from the heat. Her big, bright eyes and fluttering eyelashes were more captivating than the sunset outside.

He said, "It's nothing, what am I doing?"

When asked again, it was clear that he wasn't here on a whim; he genuinely wanted to help.

Zhou Yi was surprised. Looking at Wenren Chen's expression, she said, "Sir, I only have this last dish left to make. Once it's done, we can eat."

"There's really nothing wrong here anymore."

Indeed, she's almost done with her work.

All that's left is to prepare dinner.

The gentleman has never done such a thing before, so we certainly cannot let him do it.

His eyes were fixed on that serious face. After a few breaths, his gaze shifted to the dishes that had already been prepared on the kitchen counter.

"Should we take these out?"

He walked over and looked at the neatly arranged dishes, seven or eight in total.

It has both meat and vegetables, and its bright colors and aroma are very appealing.

Seeing Wenren Chen's gaze, Zhou understood what he meant and said, "Yes, we need to take them out, but I just cooked these dishes a little while ago, and they're still very hot."

"Sir, please don't take it yet, I'll take it later."

As Zhou Yi was speaking, Wenren Chen went to the washbasin, washed and dried his hands, and then came to the prepared dishes.

Clearly, he was going to take these dishes out.

Seeing this, Zhou Yi quickly went over and said, "Sir, please wait a moment."

Just as Wenren Chen was about to place his hand on the plate, this anxious voice came from behind him. His hand stopped in mid-air, and his deep eyes fell on the face of the person who had come to his side.

Zhou Yi took two new napkins, folded them, one in each hand, and came to his side. Then she used the two napkins to support the bottom and the plate, saying, "Look, this way it won't be hot."

Wenren Chen watched as she held the napkin against the plate, supporting both sides of the plate, and said, "Hmm."

He held out his hand: "Give it to me."

Zhou Yi knew she couldn't stop the master, so she taught him instead.

The plate and napkin were placed in Wenren Chen's hands.

However, the plates were not very big to begin with, so Zhou Yi was extra careful to transfer the plates to Wenren Chen's hands little by little to prevent them from falling and ruining the dish.

As she handed the plate to him, he moved his five fingers to support the plate, along with her fingers.

Wrap her fingers.

Wrapped between the plate and fingers.

Zhou Yi slowly moved her fingers away, from under his fingertips, saying as she did so, "Sir, please keep your fingers on the plate and the napkin together so you won't get burned."

He watched as those slender fingers slowly moved away, rubbing against his fingertips, his five fingers moving until they touched the plate.

Zhou Yi said, "You must hold the bottom firmly and put pressure on it. Otherwise, if you only hold the top and don't put pressure on the bottom, it will slip and you will fall."

He listened to her earnest words, placed his palm on the bottom of the plate, supported it, and applied pressure.

Zhou Yi said, "Yes, that's right. When you take it out, place it on the table first, and only let go when the bottom is stable."

"Ah."

Zhou Yi's fingers left, completely leaving.

The entire plate was in Wenren Chen's hands, and the handover was excellent.

Zhou Yi immediately went to open the kitchen door and said, "Sir, please slow down and watch your step."

In fact, Zhou Yi was very afraid that Wenren Chen would accidentally drop the vegetables.

It's a small matter if the vegetables fall, but I'm afraid my husband will get burned.

She was very worried.

Wenren Chen carried the tray out, his steps steady, showing no difference whatsoever.

He just had an extra dish in his hand.

Zhou Yi watched Wenren Chen carry the dishes out. She really wanted to follow him, but she felt that she had to trust her husband.

The gentleman is very capable.

So, after Wenren Chen left, she went to the kitchen counter and started cooking the last dish.

The master and mistress have arrived; it should be past six o'clock by now.

We need to get this done quickly.

Otherwise, the master, mistress, and husband will all go hungry.

in the living room.

Wenrenteng and Sheng Mingying sat on the sofa with the little one, while Aunt Dong went to the nursery to make milk for the baby.

It's time for the little one to drink milk.

Qi's mother wasn't in the living room.

She went to the suite next door to tidy up and decorate.

Sheng Mingying and Wenren Teng stayed in the suite next door, which needed to be furnished.

"ah!"

Suddenly, the little one in Sheng Mingying's arms made a sound.