Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Fu Xin wasnât the only one who was surprised. The audience in the live-stream was even more surprised.
[A five-year-old cub learning to cook and take care of an old mother! What kind of combination is this?]
[The little darling even boiled eggs and vegetables. I think thereâs a layer of fragrant oil on the noodles. They look even better than the chaotic stew Fu Xin made yesterday. What kind of human cub is this? Itâs really outstanding.]
[I calculated the time. Little Xinyuan woke up at about six. It might take at least twenty minutes to go from room four to the village chiefâs house. He even learned how to cook noodles at the village chiefâs house. When he came back, he washed up and made breakfast!]
[Youâre too obedient! Fu Xin! Give me your cub! Donât force me to beg you! Give birth to another one!]
[Iâm a university student. Please give me this cub. Thank you.]
After Fu Xin washed up, Jiang Xinyuan had already finished eating and was carrying the bowl to the kitchen.
âPut the bowl down. Iâll wash it.â It was rare for Fu Xin to have a conscience. The iron pots in the countryside were usually heavier. She didnât know how he cooked the noodles. At the thought of this, she felt a little guilty for her unreliability, but only a little.
Jiang Xinyuan put down the bowl and sat at the door to look at Fu Xin.
Fu Xin started to eat the noodles. How should she put it? It was really better than her cooking. She looked up and met Jiang Xinyuanâs expectant gaze. She gave a good review. âItâs really too delicious, baby!â
Jiang Xinyuan smiled sweetly and told her to eat slowly before running out.
After Fu Xin finished her sonâs noodles in a good mood, she went to the kitchen to wash the pots and pans. She realized that Jiang Xinyuan was not outside. She shouted, âLittle Jelly, where are you?â n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âIâm in the bathroom, Mom.â Jiang Xinyuanâs voice came from afar.
Fu Xin followed the sound and walked to the bathroom door. The cameraman behind her was already in position. He followed her and saw Jiang Xinyuan sitting on a small stool, washing clothes vigorously.
Seeing Fu Xin coming over, Jiang Xinyuan twisted the clothes and smiled sweetly at Fu Xin. âMom, Iâve already washed it a second time.â
[What kind of family structure is this? I was wondering why he ate the noodles first. It turns out that he wanted to finish eating and wash the clothes quickly.]
[This scene is too impactful. Iâm so jealous.]
[Jealousy has changed me beyond recognition! Please give me a bunch of such children.]
[Heâs too obedient. I donât even know if I should praise him or feel sorry for him.]
[This is the first time I feel that Jiang Xinyuan is a little too fawning.]
Fu Xin was very helpless. She walked over and rubbed Jiang Xinyuanâs soft hair. âThank you, baby. Mommy will wash it.â
Jiang Xinyuanâs face was splashed with water because he was too focused. He raised his arm to wipe it with his clothes, but Fu Xin wiped it clean with her hands first. He smiled. âItâs okay, Mom. I can share the housework! Use the washing powder first, then use clear water. I can do it.â
Fu Xin didnât know whether to laugh or cry. âThen why are you doing all the chores?â
When Jiang Xinyuan heard this, he thought about it seriously. Then, he smiled and said, âMom can go outside to play, but donât walk too far. Be careful not to get lost.â
Fu Xinâs heart seemed to have been struck by something. She really didnât understand how the Host could bear to hurt him. Jiang Xinyuan was really too good to his mother. After all, he was only five years old. She let out a long sigh, took the clothes, and started to wash them. âYouâre still too weak now. You canât wash them clean, so leave this housework to me!â
âThen what should I do?â Jiang Xinyuan asked with a frown.
Fu Xin smiled and said, âYour cooking is so delicious, so Iâll leave the cooking to you. How about that?â
Jiang Xinyuan nodded. He had to help his mother with the housework.
Fu Xin thought of something and added, âI have to cut the vegetables. Youâre still young. If you accidentally cut your hand, youâll be finished!â
Upon hearing this, Jiang Xinyuan was a little worried. âThen wonât Mom cut her hand? Mom doesnât seem to have cut vegetables before.â
Fu Xin thought for a moment. âI donât think so. At most, Iâll be more careful and cut it ugly. Anyway, it wonât delay my eating.â
Only then did Jiang Xinyuan smile. âOkay, Mom is awesome. Mom must do it slowly.â As he spoke, he saw that Fu Xinâs face was also splashed with water. He grabbed his sleeve and gently wiped it for her.
His gaze was serious and his movements were gentle. The morning sun shone on their faces.
[Isnât this a classic scene from a Boss television drama?]
[As long as you take good care of myself, I can go to the kindergarten to look for my husband. Fam, donât say anything else. Iâm going to do a facial mask.]
[I donât have a chance anymore, but I can be his mother-in-law. My two daughters are both as beautiful as flowers.]
[Previous poster, donât snatch it from me. I know how to swim. If anything happens, Iâll die myself. I definitely wonât cause trouble for the children.]
[Heâs still a child. Iâm just joking.. Thereâs no need for thatâ¦]