But no.

Until all the cucumbers and carrots on the chopping board were cut, Qin Jingzhi neatly received the knife and put the dishes on the plate. His hands were still intact.

Shen Anning sighed.

Come on.

It's always good that no one is hurt.

Looking at Qin Jingzhi's focused cooking, Shen Anning quietly turned to find Qin Yining.

When she finished stacking the last blocks with Yining and went to the bathroom to wash her hands, Qin Jingzhi just finished setting the plate.

Four dishes, steamed fish, small rape with garlic, sweet and sour tenderloin and fried rice with seasonal vegetables.

The first one looks pretty good, the second one is a little mushy, and the third one has a lot of soup and is not strong enough. It's not what she imagined the sweet and sour tenderloin.

Only Qin Jingzhi's egg fried rice seems to have a bit of appetite.

Shen Anning breathed a sigh of relief. At least one dish is edible.

And Qin Jingzhi turned to the table at the door and put a small four inch cake in the middle.

Shen Anning's eyes lit up: "who has a birthday today?"

"No." Qin Jingzhi took off his apron and put it aside. He took out Qin Yining's plate: "it's what I bought for you. It's four inches small. You two can eat enough."

Shen Anning stuck out his tongue: "didn't you predict in advance that today's dinner might be a little... Not enough?"

Qin Jing's smile was magnanimous: "not really, just promised Yining to buy him a cake."

Qin Yining obediently sat on the chair and commanded: "Dad, cake, egg fried rice, meat."

Qin Jingzhi neatly filled the divided plate with cakes and fried rice. When the spoon reached the sweet and sour tenderloin, it was blocked by Shen Anning.

"I'll try it first."

She nervously took chopsticks to clip a piece of meat. After eating it in her mouth, her facial features were distorted: "don't eat it for Yining."

She picked up the plate: "it's too sour... And the meat is a little hard..."

Before Qin Jingzhi stopped, she had carried the plate into the kitchen and poured all the dishes into the trash can.

It's really not for people to eat.

After spitting out the sliced meat in her mouth, she rinsed her mouth. Suddenly she thought of something and turned back to the living room. Sure enough, she saw Qin Jingzhi trying the garlic rape.

After eating in his mouth, his eyebrows were slightly undetectable. "Didn't you put salt?"

Shen Anning thought for a moment: "er... Maybe..."

She took the rape aside: "just, I won't eat this... I'll try the fish."

She carefully recalled that this dish was made first and operated completely according to the cook's standard, so she took a piece of meat into her mouth with extra care.

"OK." She chewed for a moment: "fish can be eaten."

Then she took the rape into the kitchen and poured it out. When she came back, she looked at the only fish left on the table, a plate of egg fried rice and a small cake. She was embarrassed between her eyebrows and eyes: "that... Or I'll make another dish?"

"No." Qin Jingzhi stood up: "if you remember correctly, there is still half a cabbage at home. I'll go and mix a cold vegetable heart."

"OK."

"Sit down and have some cake with Yining first."

Qin Jingzhi went straight to the kitchen with a long leg. Shen Anning could clearly see Qin Jingzhi's tall and straight figure across a distance and a glass door.

At hand is the baby who eats obediently. There is a dinner completed by the two on the table. He is busy making cold dishes in the kitchen.

This feeling is really home.