Di Sixie knew that he might never have the chance to cook for Ke Xin, Kai Xin or even Bo Ci Xin again.
"Uncle Wuxie, you'd better cook less for your sister. If she keeps eating like this, I'm afraid she will be so fat that she can't even see her face. I don't want to become brother and sister with a fat person." Happy eyes curled up , just like the crescent moon on the horizon.
"Happy, I really doubt whether I am your biological sister. You actually mistreat me like this and don't allow others to eat it. Really. Tomorrow, I will go tell my mother and tell you what you have done to me in the past few years. Tell your mother everything about me, hum." Ke Xin wrinkled her nose and hummed softly.
"Haha, I obviously know that Kexin is a foodie. If I don't give her anything to eat, I might as well kill her. Okay, uncle will go and make you some delicious snacks." Di Sixie pinched the two of them. With a small nose, he felt relieved and entered the kitchen in the palace.
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Since learning to cook for Bo Ci Xin, Di Sixie has been learning to cook continuously for the past five years. Now his cooking skills can be described as superb.
There is almost nothing he can't do, and he does every task very well. He doesn't even know that he is really talented.
Sometimes, maybe we don’t have much talent for one thing, but if we do it for one person and have a belief in our heart, we will succeed as long as we persist, just like Di Sixie.
Di Sixie rolled up his sleeves and skillfully lit a fire, washed vegetables, cut vegetables, and cooked. He was not at all like the proud man who could do nothing before.
It probably took more than an hour before Di Sixie was ready. Ke Xin and Happy were already drooling at the sight, and the clothes on their chests were all wet.
"Hey, uncle Wuxie, I wonder, why did you cook so many dishes for a whole table, and it seems that these are all my mother loves to eat." Although Ke Xin said this, she didn't understand at all. I don’t mind that Di Sixie cooks a lot. For a foodie like Ke Xin, of course, the more delicious things, the better.
"Yes, Uncle Wuxie, the three of us can't eat so much, so why are we preparing four pairs of bowls and chopsticks? Is anyone else coming to eat?" Kaixin pointed to the extra pair of bowls and chopsticks beside him, curiously asked.
"I accidentally took too much of it. But haven't you wanted to eat it for a long time? Eat it quickly, it won't taste good if it's cold."
Di Sixie didn't explain too much. The set of bowls and chopsticks he had always prepared for Bo Cixin. He had been imagining the scene where the four of them could sit down and eat together. How beautiful and happy that would be. ah.
It's a pity that such a scene will probably only appear in his fantasy forever and cannot be realized together.
"Emma, I'm used to Uncle Wuxie being careless. He has been careless ever since. Uncle Wuxie, do you want to have dinner with our mother?" Kexin took a mouthful of noodles and filled her mouth with it. He said smoothly.
"Uncle Wuxie, it's okay, isn't mother coming to pick us up tomorrow? Tomorrow we can have dinner as a four." Kaixin and Kexin didn't know what was going on, and they didn't notice Emperor Di at all when he spoke. There was so much helplessness in Si Xie's eyes.