"Well." Zheng Ting walked into this small room with only 20 square meters.

Zheng Ting looked at the room for a while. A big bed, a table and a few chairs were the whole composition of the room. His clothes were piled up in a small corner of the room.

The top one is still a little shabby, which is in sharp contrast to Chen Jiawan's clothes.

If Maizi is here, she will see that Chen Jiawan's dress is a new product of a famous Gaoding brand in the current season. It looks simple, but the price is not simple.

But Zheng Ting didn't have this insight, but he still felt that Chen Jiawan's miserable Zheng Du's clothes were too clean.

"It's a bit of a mess at home. Don't mind." Chen Jiawan gathered her hair and said that she seemed very embarrassed to let Zheng Ting see her sadness.

"It doesn't matter." Zheng Ting had seen the little girl's face at the bedside last time.

Zheng Ting has no experience in raising children. The child he has been in contact with for the longest time is Mai Xuanhuan. But even though he didn't know what the length and weight of his six-month-old child should be, Zheng Ting still felt that the little zebra was too small, and there was no meat on his body. A small face was not as big as Zheng Ting's palm.

"I really want to thank you for this, otherwise the zebra may not see the next day's sunshine." At that time, the situation was really dangerous. Chen Jiawan thought it was terrible.

Shen Jiaxin is really inhuman. He doesn't even care about the life of his own daughter. Does Chen Jiawan not think that he will care about anyone's life? He may not even care about his own life.

"How long have you lived here with your children?" Zheng Ting asked. He saw a flash of satisfaction and information from Chen Jiawan's eyes. She should have been waiting for her to say this for a long time.

"More than two months." Actually, it's only two days.

"I'm not used to it? You used to live in big houses Zheng Ting said with a sigh that he had a chance to recall the feeling of that year.

Chen Jiawan looked at Zheng Ting's side face in the shadow, still so perfect, even more mature than many years ago.

In fact, she had some regrets.

"Not bad." Chen Jiawan replied absently.

Zheng Ting nods and doesn't speak any more. Chen Jiawan accompanies Zheng ting to silence for a while. Seeing that he doesn't mention the idea of changing his residence, Chen Jiawan is very disappointed. She thought Zheng Ting would bring up the topic as soon as she saw the scene in the room.

Anxious to eat hot tofu, Chen Jiawan told himself to be patient.

"I've prepared hot pot. Let's eat first. As you know, I'm not very good at cooking. The only thing I think about is hot pot. Just throw everything into the pot. " Chen Jiawan said.

Shen Jiaxin wants people to make a table of dishes to pretend to be Chen Jiawan's craftsmanship, but Chen Jiawan is afraid that there will be a similar situation in the future, and she will help herself. It's better to go according to the actual situation.

"On the way here, I was still thinking about whether your cooking skills have improved or still stopped. It seems that it's the latter."

"Actually There is another possibility Chen Jiawan pause for a moment, said: "it may be even worse."

Zheng Ting laughs. This time, he doesn't mean to be scheming. He finds that Chen Jiawan's self blacking ability is much stronger than before.

"Let's try your craft." Zheng Ting went to the table, but there was only a boiling pot on the table. There was no food in the pot, and there were only bowls and chopsticks on the table.

Zheng Ting raised one eyebrow and looked at Chen Jiawan, "only drink water, no food?"

"Ah, yes!" Chen Jiawan hurried to the refrigerator. She really forgot the ingredients.

A pot of fresh mutton and a large pot of various vegetables were served on the table.

"I remember you liked potatoes. I bought a lot of them." In order to do enough tricks, Chen Jiawan chose to cut his own vegetables. There is no big difference between potato chips and potato chips.

Zheng Ting suddenly feels that although you Yue's cooking skill is not good, she can still see the knife. Although her potato chips are not too thin, they are very different from the pieces.

Thinking of you Yue, Zheng Ting began to worry again. At this time, I don't know whether Lin Da has ordered food for her, or which family's food he ordered. Is it nutritious and healthy enough

"Hello, come back to me!" Chen Jiawan's hand went back and forth in front of Zheng Ting's eyes several times. She also raised her tone. Zheng Ting just looked at her.

"Aren't you scared by the potatoes I cut? Although it's a little thick, we can cook it early, and it's still cooked. " Obviously, Chen Jiawan also knows his own shortcomings.

"Where is your knife?" Zheng Ting said and rolled up his sleeve. He didn't want to wash his hands and make soup for Chen Jiawan. If these pieces were not big enough to be no different from a whole small potato, Zheng Ting would never use a knife or a pot in other people's home.You Yue is the only one who can enjoy the delicious food made by Zheng Ting himself.

"Over there." Chen Jiawan pointed to the windowsill not far away and said.

Zheng Ting took a few potatoes and went over. When he cut them, he observed the so-called small kitchen. In addition to simple kitchen utensils, there are no sauces like soy sauce and vinegar, and Chen Jiawan's props are less.

"I know you can cut vegetables. You can't even cook, can you?" Chen Jiawan also casually asked a question, she did not expect Zheng Ting really nodded.

Should not come out of the jealousy or from the bottom of my heart, it is really cheap that woman named you Yue.

If it wasn't for the fact that she didn't have a long-term vision and gave up Zheng Ting's potential stock, you Yue would have enjoyed everything now.

Unwilling and jealous, Chen Jiawan's face began to twist. Fortunately, the little zebra began to cry at this time, and Chen Jiawan's expression returned to normal.

Chen Jiaxing has to admit that she is her daughter.

Chen Jiawan searched the room for a long time before she found the milk powder and bottle. She opened the bag and found that there was almost nothing left in it.