Feng Jiuci left unwillingly.

As soon as he left, Doudou couldn't wait to run back to the room: "Mommy, we can start!"

Qin Weiqian was a little funny. It could be seen that Doudou had been hungry for a long time, but the hard work of this kid rushing Feng Jiuci away was particularly funny. She knew that Doudou had been hungry for a long time, but because Feng Jiuci was there, he deliberately refused to eat it.

When the little guy had his first bite of meat, his eyes were about to bend and he said sweetly: "Mommy, Uncle Feng's dishes are delicious."

Qin Weiqian said: "I feel very average."

"Of course, I can't compare with the dishes made by Mommy. How many people can compare with the dishes made by Mommy?" Doudou ate in big mouthfuls and continued, "But the dishes made by Uncle Feng really amazed me. I thought they were not delicious. After all, people like Uncle Feng can't cook at a glance, but they didn't expect it to be quite amazing."

Qin Weiqian looked at his greedy little face helplessly, reached out and sucked a tissue to gently wipe the stains on Doudou's mouth, and said, "If you like it, eat more."

The little guy was eating the meat happily and making that kind of pleasant sound.

Feng Jiuci felt very uncomfortable. After going downstairs, he felt that he had left like this and he was reluctant to leave and then turned back. Standing at the door, he just heard Doudou's big mouthfuls of eating, and kept smacking his lips. It looked delicious just by listening to the sound.

"Mommy, Uncle Feng means he will come here tomorrow." After eating, Doudou suddenly said.

When Feng Jiuci heard Doudou's words, he subconsciously narrowed his eyes, approached the door, and heard Qin Weiqian say, "What are he doing tomorrow?"

"Apologize and cook for us." Doudou said very seriously: "I think we should accept Uncle Feng's apology and let him come over to cook breakfast every day, so that we can save a lot of trouble."

"You little boy, you have a lot of ideas!" Qin Weiqian couldn't help but poke Doudou's forehead.

Doudou said: "Uncle Feng volunteered, we must give Uncle Feng some chance, right?"

"You just want to eat and drink for free." Qin Weiqian exposed him without hesitation.

Doudou muttered: "If Mommy really wants to say Doudou, Doudou will be unhappy. Uncle Feng only bought food, but not drinks. I still want to drink pure milk."

Feng Jiuci remembered Qin Doudou's words and came the next morning and brought a box of pure milk.

Doudou was stunned when she saw it, blinking her beautiful big eyes: "How did Uncle Feng know that I want to drink milk?"

"Guess." Feng Jiuci replied indifferently.

Doudou was shocked and admired: "Uncle Feng is so amazing. You can guess this, but can you guess what I want to do tomorrow?"

Feng Jiuci curled his lips: "Of course I want to eat, and I think about what delicious food I can eat tomorrow."

"Wow, Uncle Feng is so amazing. You can guess this. Uncle Feng knows what I want to eat?" Doudou couldn't help but lick her little lips.

Feng Jiuci said: "Fill your current stomach first, and then report to me what you want to eat tonight. I can buy ingredients early."

"Okay." Doudou was so happy. This day was also the day when Feng Jiuci made breakfast together.

Over time, Feng Jiuci fell in love with this feeling.

Although Doudou usually looks very unreliable and speaks very unreliable, she is very diligent in doing housework. She is extremely skilled in washing vegetables with her two little hands, and Feng Jiuci is not as good as him.

In this regard, Feng Jiuci thought Doudou was very powerful. He cooked and washed vegetables, and the father and son made a dinner.

Qin Weiqian felt very complicated when she saw the dishes on the table. This time she did not drive Feng Jiuci away, and she kept him for dinner with great compassion.

Halfway through the meal, Qin Weiqian suddenly said, "President should not come here tomorrow."

"Why?" Doudou asked the first question.

Qin Weiqian said: "I will get up an hour early in the future and cook for you. After all, there are only two people in our family. It is not good to let an adult man come in every day."

"I won't argue with you." Feng Jiuci said.

Qin Weiqian: "That's not OK. The president is busy with work, and I am now an unemployed vagrant. I can do such a small thing as cooking for my children."

Feng Jiuci looked at Qin Wei's cold side face and bent his lips: "Doudou, do you want to have something delicious tomorrow?"

Doudou secretly looked at Qin Weiqian and shook her head quietly: "I won't eat it anymore."

"You just need to tell me if I want to eat something delicious." Feng Jiuci asked very seriously.

Doudou bit her lower lip lightly and didn't say anything.

Feng Jiuci: "If you don't say it, I will think you want to eat it."

"It's better not to eat it." Doudou was still very clear in the face of big news.

He knew that Mommy didn't like Uncle Feng, and he also knew that Mommy was angry about his greed for letting Uncle Feng enter the house.

But... Uncle Feng is here to apologize.

Uncle Feng is so sincere to apologize, he bought good vegetables and milk himself, and bought all kinds of things...

Doudou thought about the scene of Uncle Feng’s fierce mother that day, and put down his chopsticks: “Uncle Feng, I have decided that you should not come to our house in the future. Mommy and I can solve our own breakfast, so you don’t have to come out and run around every day before dawn.”

After a pause, the little guy continued, "I will not forgive anyone who hurt my mommy. If Uncle Feng really wants to apologize, then apologize to my mommy."

After saying that, the little guy picked up the chopsticks and pulled the rice in the bowl. He ate a lot, as if he was afraid that he would never be able to eat it again.

Feng Jiuci saw this subtle scene, and his gaze was frozen on Qin Weiqian: "I will come here tomorrow."

Qin Wei's face was slightly dark, and she was not very happy. She had eaten and drank enough and drove Feng Jiuci away.

Not long after Feng Jiuci left, Doudou received a text message from him, saying: Coax your mommy well, she will not be angry, I will continue to bring you delicious food.

Doudou was silent for a long time after seeing this news. In fact, he was moved. But Doudou felt that he could not hurt his mother to satisfy his mouth. He returned: I won’t eat it anymore.

"Are you hungry? Tomorrow is the dish made by the top seven-star chef I invited from Kyoto. I really don't eat it?" Feng Jiuci tempted him.

Doudou: "The seven-star chef is not as good as a bowl of rice from Mommy."

Feng Jiuci downstairs smiled when he saw Doudou's words, stuffed his phone into his pocket, and whispered: "Your mom is delicious in cooking, but you can't ask mom to not want daddy. I, a dad, run around for you every day, at least you have to do some effort."
Chapter completed!