So, early in the morning, Feng Jiuci appeared at Qin Weiqian's house.

The one who opened the door was Doudou, rubbing his little eyes and holding the door open to prevent Feng Jiuci from coming in. Before anyone woke up, his face was already filled with anger: "What are you doing here, Uncle Feng? We don't welcome you."

Feng Jiuci said: "Are you hungry?"

"I'm hungry, what does it have to do with you?" Doudou muttered and asked.

"I bought vegetables and made breakfast for you." Feng Jiuci opened the door and walked in.

The groggy little guy immediately jumped up and said, "You're not allowed to come in."

"I won't bully you." Feng Jiuci said patiently.

Doudou held the door open with both hands, her small body lying across the door to prevent Feng Jiuci from entering: "I don't care, if you go out, you won't come in. My mother never said to let you in."

The little guy's voice was angry.

Feng Jiuci lowered his eyes and looked at him: "What is your mommy doing?"

"Sleep." Doudou muttered.

Feng Jiuci: "That's just right. Just let me in. I'll go back after I've cooked the food."

"Really?" Doudou stared at his face with suspicion: "Why don't I feel the same way? Why does Uncle Feng cook for us when he is so good?"

"I knocked over the chicken wings you made yesterday, and I came here to apologize to you. From today to the end of this month, I will come to your house to cook for you every day. Is this okay if I take it as an apology?" The man's voice was very gentle, even with a hint of emotion.

A bit of a bewitching flavor.

Doudou's big shining eyes were always staring at the bag in Feng Jiuci's hand. He saw the things inside, which were all meat and vegetables.

Thinking of the dinner last night, Doudou licked her lips with unsatisfied thoughts, swallowed and mustered up the courage to refuse him: "But my mommy didn't promise you to come, so you can come."

"Then don't tell your mommy, how about I leave as soon as I finish cooking?" Feng Jiuci caught the flash of greed in Doudou's eyes, and looking at the way he swallowed his saliva, he knew that the little guy was shaken.

What a cute little boy.

Feng Jiuci couldn't help but smile. He walked past Doudou and entered the house directly. He carried the dishes and walked into the kitchen.

Doudou immediately caught up and said, "No, it's not good. You can leave the dishes and Mommy will cook them when she wakes up."

"That's not sincere at all. Besides, do you want to watch your mommy who loves you the most get up and prepare breakfast for you when she's hungry?" Feng Jiuci poked Doudou's small mouth: "It won't hurt here.

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Doudou was silent, looking at Feng Jiuci with those big shining eyes, and finally... agreed.

The little guy found two aprons, one for Feng Jiuci and one for himself. He brought a stool and said, "I'll help you while Uncle Feng cooks."

"You know how?" Feng Jiuci was surprised.

Doudou raised her chin proudly: "Of course I can, I'm not like Uncle Feng, who opens his mouth with his hands for food and clothes, and there are dozens of servants at home waiting on him with their chests pressed against their backs."

"The front...is against the back?" Feng Jiuci was amused by Doudou's description, and the corners of his mouth curved: "Who did you learn this from?"

"Humph, do you still need to learn this?" Doudou rolled his eyes.

Feng Jiuci said: "I didn't expect you know a lot at such a young age. Come on, can you wash vegetables? Let's see how proficient you are."

"Uncle Feng, please keep your eyes open and don't miss it. I'm very good at washing vegetables." Doudou turned on the water, washed each piece, and put it in the basket. He washed everything twice, very methodical.

It can be seen that he is indeed a master who often does housework, but he is too small. If he steps on a stool, he will fall down if he is not careful.

Feng Jiuci stood aside and felt trembling with fear. After washing Doudou some leafy vegetables, he let him watch from the side.

Doudou was unwilling, but wanted to help.

The father and son just spent the whole morning in the kitchen.

As for Qin Weiqian, she was awakened by the smell of cooking.

Feng Jiuci forgot to turn on the smoker while cooking, and the whole room was filled with aroma.

Qin Weiqian was frightened. She thought it was because Doudou couldn't think of getting up so early in the morning to cook. However, when she looked at the kitchen, she was completely confused.

Why is Feng Jiuci at her house? Still wearing her apron?

"Mommy, good morning." When Doudou saw Qin Weiqian, she immediately smiled and put down the work at hand and ran directly towards Qin Weiqian.

Qin Weiqian bent down and hugged Doudou into her arms, and asked in a low voice: "Why is he here?"

"Uncle Feng said he was here to apologize. He ruined my breakfast. Starting from today, he will make breakfast for me every day for a month as an apology. Mommy, don't worry, he will leave as soon as he is done." Doudou.

Smile sweetly.

Qin Weiqian looked at Feng Jiuci's back and felt... something wasn't good!

She lowered her voice: "If you are hungry, Mommy can get up early and make something for you to eat."

Doudou said sweetly: "But this is what Uncle Feng owes me, and his cooking tastes pretty good..."

Qin Weiqian clearly felt that Doudou swallowed when she said this.

Sure enough, being greedy can lead to trouble.

Feng Jiuci had already finished the third course, leaving only the last soup. Qin Weiqian put down Doudou and walked over: "I'll do it."

"Just wait outside." Feng Jiuci ignored Qin Weiqian and pushed Qin Weiqian out of the door.

Qin Weiqian couldn't help it and was a little unhappy.

Doudou was very happy. She was holding the three prepared dishes and couldn't wait to eat them with her small chopsticks.

Qin Weiqian slapped his little hand: "Have you cooked?"

"Food?" Doudou was stunned and looked at Feng Jiuci in the kitchen: "Uncle Feng, have we cooked?"

Feng Jiuci: "??? Your family has no food?"

Qin Weiqian walked to the rice cooker, but there was really no cooking. She had no choice but to put some rice in to cook.

All the dishes are done, only the rice is left.

The three of them were sitting at the dining table, and no one moved their chopsticks.

When Feng Jiuci heard Doudou's stomach growling, he took the initiative to pour him a bowl of soup: "Let's drink the soup first."

"Okay." Doudou took it with a smile, then blinked at Feng Jiuci with his beautiful big eyes, his eyes bright and charming; "Uncle Feng, can you go?"

Feng Jiuci's face darkened: "What's wrong?"

"Didn't Uncle Feng say he would leave after cooking?" Doudou blocked him with what Feng Jiuci had just said.

The man's hand holding the chopsticks put it down.

Looking at Qin Weiqian, she looked at him with the same eyes as Doudou.

Feng Jiuci sighed helplessly: "Okay, I'll leave now."

He was actually very unhappy, but he left anyway.

Doudou was still smiling and standing at the door waving goodbye to Feng Jiuci...

Feng Jiuci had a complicated heart. This boy really didn't want to keep him at all...

He made so much food...

Feng Jiuci felt very uncomfortable in his heart!

Doudou didn't notice Feng Jiuci's pain at all, waved his hand and said sweetly: "Uncle Feng, let's go, be careful on the road."
Chapter completed!