"Queer, are you cooking? Is it true or false?" Fang Zhaotian and Luo Wenqing were disbelieving, because Fang Que had never entered the kitchen, so he could cook and think about it.

"My parents, can people trust more?" Fang Que shook his head helplessly when he saw the two of them not believing in them at all.

"If you have no trust, your mother can't know what you deserve." Luo Wenqing looked at Fang Que with contempt.

"Okay! I don't believe it, right? Otherwise, let's make a bet. If the food I cook is delicious, you will cook every meal at home in the future. How about it?" Fang Que looked at Luo Wenqing with a smirk.

Luo Wenqing's cooking skills are naturally not bad, but because he is too lazy, he only cooks for the family when he is rising, and he asks his aunt to cook at other times.

Fang Zhaotian looked at the two of them with a smile on his face, looking at the fun without much trouble, and quickly stirred up the flames and said, "Yes! Wenqing, how long have you been in the kitchen? I'm drooling when I think about your skills now!"

Luo Wen cleared Fang Zhaotian's eyes at first sight. Hearing Fang Zhaotian's compliment, she also enjoyed her heart. Thinking that Fang Que could not have cooked skills, he gritted his teeth and agreed: "Okay! As long as the food you cook, we can eat it. Even if you win, mom will cook for you every meal in the future!"

"A word is determined!" Fang Que laughed even more happily when he heard this, and stretched out his hand and wanted to slap Luo Wenqing.

However, Luo Wenqing was unmoved and said, "What if you lose?"

"At worst, I will cook every meal from now on."

"No, if you lose, it proves that your cooking skills are very poor. You will be able to cook every meal in the future. How can we stand it?" Before Luo Wenqing could speak, Fang Zhaotian shook his head and refused.

"Mom, what do you think you should do?"

"If you lose, it will take a while to your Grandpa Li's birthday, and you will go with us."

Fang Que was a little surprised. Unexpectedly, Luo Wenqing made this request. The Grandpa Li she mentioned was Li Yunfei.

Li Yunfei is a comrade-in-arms of his grandfather Fang Jianye. The two have a life-long friendship. At that time, his grandfather Fang Jianye, Li Yunfei, and Gu Qing'er's grandfather Gu Chongming were close and fought on the battlefield. They were called the Southwest Iron Triangle.

When the three words Li Yunfei were mentioned, some things appeared in Fang Que's mind.

I remember that after a while, it was Li Yunfei's birthday, and a big event happened on this birthday, and this was also a great opportunity for Ye Qitian, and even an opportunity to change the balance between Ye Qitian and Fang Que.

It is precisely because of this opportunity that Ye Qitian turned defeat into victory until he finally crushed Fang Nai.

The reason why Luo Wenqing made such a request was because Fang Que was very afraid of Grandpa Li, who was so powerful that Fang Que had never attended Li Yunfei's birthday in the past.

"Okay! I agree!" Fang Que nodded and agreed without thinking too much.

Seeing that Fang Que agreed so simply, Luo Wenqing and Fang Zhaotian were both surprised.

"So straightforward?" Luo Wenqing asked.

"It must be simple, I can't lose anyway."

"Hey, you guy is so arrogant now?"

"This is not called arrogance, it is called self-confidence." Fang Que left a sentence and walked into the kitchen.

After Fang Que left, Luo Wenqing turned his head and looked at Fang Zhaotian, and some inexplicable colors flashed in both of them.

"Go and have a look, be careful that he has blown up the kitchen." Fang Zhaotian reminded Luo Wenqing.

Luo Wenqing nodded. She was also worried, so Luo Wenqing got up and walked towards the kitchen. At this time, a figure came downstairs, and it was Gu Qing'er.

Gu Qing'er was wearing an orange and yellow cartoon plush pajamas, with two big rabbit-like ears on her head, and a sleepy, but cute and silly look.

While yawning, Gu Qing'er asked Luo Wenqing: "Mom, is my brother back?"

"You know your brother and your brother all day long, so you can't think of your mother more?" Luo Wen gave Gu Qing'er a clear look and said angrily.

Hearing Luo Wenqing's voice with a resentful meaning, Gu Qing'er hurriedly ran downstairs, hugged Luo Wenqing's arm, and shook it: "Hehe! How can it be? I always keep my mother in my heart, as the saying goes... As the saying goes..."

"What do you mean?" Luo Wenqing stretched out his slender jade fingers, shaved Gu Qing'er's cute little Qiong's nose, and said in doubt.

"As the saying goes... Anyway, it's all that you talk about, and you don't love it. What you keep in your heart is what you love the most. I keep my mother in my heart, and I love my mother the most." Gu Qing'er raised her head, chuckled at Luo Wenqing, revealing her two cute little tiger teeth.

"I think you said it was wrong! I think you put your brother in your heart. I think you only have your brother in your heart, so where is your mother's place!"

"Hehe!" Gu Qing'er smiled foolishly, looking like I can't understand what you said.

"Okay, stop pestering me. Your brother is back and is cooking for you in the kitchen."

"It's true? My brother can cook?" Gu Qing'er was surprised. Has Fang Que cooked? In her impression, it seems that there is really no.

When a person who has never cooked food goes to cook, you can imagine what he cooks...

"That, mom, you know, I was full today."

"You're so full, I'll definitely let you taste it tonight, your brother's craft."

"Ah! Don't be so cruel! If you don't eat it, I won't eat it even if you beat me to death!" Gu Qing'er shook her head firmly.

"You can't help!" After saying that, Luo Wenqing pulled Gu Qing'er and walked towards the kitchen.

As soon as they walked to the kitchen door, the sound from the kitchen surprised the two of them.

They could hear that this was the sound of cutting vegetables, but the sound of cutting vegetables was extraordinary. It was as if playing the piano. The rhythm was wonderful and moving, making people immersed in it unconsciously, and the whole body and mind were relaxed and enjoyed.

The two looked at each other, in disbelief, and then they rushed into the kitchen, and the scene in front of them left Gu Qing'er and Luo Wenqing in place.

Fang Que is cutting vegetables at this time, no! This is no longer cutting vegetables, this is completely art!

This is the art of beauty that can only be produced when cooking skills reach the peak!

Fang Que at this time is completely integrated with the entire kitchen. Every move of Fang Que is like a master performing.

Washing vegetables, cutting vegetables, hot pan, cooking oil, stir-frying, and stir-frying spoon... Even the action of lifting the cover and serving the dishes seems so wonderful.

The scent of the nose made the two swallow saliva at the same time.

The two looked at each other, and Luo Wenqing asked, "Qing'er, didn't you say you were full today? I think you must..."

"No! Mom, I haven't eaten for three days..."
Chapter completed!