I Become A Burdensome Child After Transmigrating

Sheng Tianci was seriously cutting a piece of wax gourd, and his movements were more skillful than she expected.

As if sensing her gaze, he also turned his head to meet her gaze. Then, he showed her a bright and sunny smile, like a big boy.

Song Wanqiu's ears felt hot, she hurriedly looked away and continued cooking the dumplings.

Seeing that the dumplings were cooked, she immediately put them on a plate, but was accidentally scalded by the splashing hot water from the pot, and she subconsciously took a breath.

Hearing the movement, Sheng Tianci quickly looked at her, and saw that the back of her hand was burned red, and there was a hint of worry in her eyes, "Is it burnt? Are you all right? Hurry up and soak in cold water."

As he spoke, he took the plate in her hand and turned on the tap for her.

Song Wanqiu put her hand under the cold water and rinsed it, and the pain soon disappeared. She was a little embarrassed, "Sorry, I was too careless."

"Don't say that, it's a very normal thing. When I was learning to cook, I didn't know how many times I was scalded. I don't have any talent for cooking. I learned something after being scalded many times." Sheng Tianci comforted him, and said, "I'll come, you just go out and wait."

"How can I do that? You are a guest, so how can there be any reason to ask a guest to work?"

Sheng Tianci said casually, "You don't treat me as a guest, can't it be fine?"

After she finished speaking, she realized that what she said seemed a little too much, and Song Wanqiu's expression changed slightly.

Immediately, both of them were a little embarrassed, and Song Wanqiu didn't know how to answer, but his heart skipped a beat again.

"Hey, what I mean is, if you don't treat me as a guest, you can just treat me as a helper." Sheng Tianci explained with a dry smile, "So, leave this place to me, and I'll be fine."

Song Wanqiu still felt a little sorry, at this moment Su Jiu ran in, took her hand, and said slyly: "Auntie, let Uncle Sheng cook, I haven't eaten Uncle Sheng's dishes yet."

Sheng Tianci immediately got excited, and stretched out his hand to scratch her little nose, "I guarantee that after you eat it, you won't like your father's cooking anymore."

When Su Shengjing came in, he just heard this sentence. He seemed to be really worried that he would be compared to Sheng Tianci, so he immediately rolled up his sleeves, looking eager to try, and said to Su Jiu, "Baby, what do you want to eat? Dad will make it for you. "

Sheng Tianci also warmly said: "That's right, Xiaojiu, just tell uncle what you want to eat. Uncle's cooking is definitely better than your father's."

"Heh." Su Shengjing cast a disdainful look at him.

Because of this, the two big men confronted each other in the kitchen for a while. Then, under the persuasion of the little girl, they prepared the New Year's Eve dinner together.

Song Wanqiu was pulled out of the kitchen by Su Jiu. She turned her head to look at the two busy people in the kitchen, and then at the little girl beside her, feeling an indescribable feeling in her heart.

Ever since I divorced Rong Cheng, it has been a long time since the New Year at home has been so lively.

About an hour later, a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner was served on the table.

Sheng Tianci also opened a bottle of wine and poured half a glass for both Su Shengjing and Song Wanqiu, "I can't stay too long, I have to go back later, otherwise the old man and the old lady will be angry with me."

Su Shengjing raised his eyebrows, "Then why don't you hurry up?"

"Hey! I've worked so hard to make a meal, can't I just take a few bites before leaving? Besides, I'm here to see Xiaojiu and you?"