I feel so uncomfortable in my heart, why are you so close to her? I can't keep my excellent skills in my heart. Why are I showing off in front of her?
When the people working in the kitchen saw this, they consciously took their work and went out.
Cheng Ke was pushed back by Pei Ruomian and stumbled back two steps. He regained his footing and saw Pei Ruomian's eyes were red and he pursed his lips helplessly.
Pull down your eyelids, bend down and put Sisi on the ground.
Sisi looked up at Cheng Shenke, blinking her watery eyes, frowning slightly, pouting her little mouth, wondering what happened to him suddenly and why he stopped smiling.
Cheng Shenke gently patted the little guy's head with his big palm, "Sisi is here to accompany aunt, and Father Cheng will go out first."
Sisi nodded and said "Oh".
Pei Ruomian has turned around and is holding the chopsticks to fry the shrimp again.
Cheng Shenke looked at her petite back with a trace of affection in his eyes. He looked at her for two seconds, then turned and walked towards the door.
"Too little water?" Pei Ruomian took the bowl for mixing flour, stirred it twice with chopsticks, and said to himself.
I thought about it and just added some water.
Use an empty bowl to collect some water and pour some into the flour.
The fried shrimps were being fried in the pot. When she smelled the batter, she quickly took out her chopsticks from the bowl and put them into the pot to pick up the fried shrimps.
Unexpectedly, the chopsticks were stained with water and dripped into the pot.
The hot oil soaked into the water and exploded, splashing onto her hands and face.
She screamed in fright.
"ah……"
"aunt!"
Cheng Shenke had just walked out of the kitchen and heard Pei Ruomian's cry. He turned around and rushed into the kitchen quickly without thinking.
The oil in the pot is still frying, getting more and more powerful.
Pei Ruomian didn't cook much, and he had never encountered such a situation before. He didn't know what to do for a while, and held his head in his hands in fear.
There are fried spots everywhere.
Cheng Shenke flew to Pei Ruomian in the blink of an eye, held her in his arms to protect her, and used his back to block the oil.
"Don't be afraid, it's okay."
I knew she must be frightened. After all, she was a wealthy lady who was used to being served by others. If she didn't cook, she would definitely be helpless in this situation.
"It's your fault, saying that there was not enough water." Pei Ruomian's tears were worthless. He cried as he spoke, half out of fear, and half out of grievance and discomfort.
She held Cheng Shenke's waist tightly with both hands. Since he threw himself into his arms, she would hug him first.
Cheng Shenke did not refute, but nodded and admitted his mistake, "Blame me, blame me."
It was his fault. He shouldn't have teased her so much. He knew she couldn't cook, but he always found fault with her and never praised her once.
And every time he made mistakes, she would correct them. In fact, she had already done a good job.
The "pop" sound of the oil in the pot is getting smaller and smaller, and the little water is gone.
Cheng Yanke slowly let go of Pei Ruomian and lowered his head to check her face first.
There were two big red spots on the left side of Pei Ruomian's face, which were very obvious and were about to blister.
Cheng Shenke's heart tightened, he raised his hand and touched the red spot on her face with his thumb.
Pei Ruomian hissed, it hurt a little, and her head instinctively turned to one side.
A pair of peach blossom eyes are watery, the long eyelashes are wet, and the lips are like two fresh red petals, which makes people feel distressed.
"Go out and apply some medicine." Cheng Yanke took Pei Ruomian's hand and led her outside.
"It hurts." Pei Ruomian withdrew his hand, lowered his head, and lowered his eyelids to look at the back of his hand.
There is a large shiny and red patch on the back of my fair hand,
