Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

The three little brothers also got up and chased after them, while the maids who helped them guard the small stove put the smoking oil pan on the ground for them to prevent it from burning on the fire.

"Mother, mother, it's bitter, it's bitter, the lotus petals are bitter."

The little baby boy was running and shouting. He knew that his mother was also frying lotus petals, so he had to remind his mother not to blow up the lotus petals.

"The lotus flowers here are bitter and not delicious. Mom, please don't explode. It's a waste of your strength." He didn't want his mother to do so much, but it would be in vain. What an injustice!

"Let's cook other dishes. Other dishes are delicious."

An Jiuyue turned around and glanced at this silly son. With the chopsticks in her hand, she put a piece of lotus petal dipped in batter into the oil pan, making a "sizzling" sound.

"Little fool, go help your father pick vegetables. You can eat fried lotus flowers later."

In fact, she didn't think the fried lotus was that delicious. It was just a piece of lotus petal wrapped in a layer of batter, but the little guys were interested, so of course she was willing to go along with it.

"Be good, go help. Next time you want to fry lotus flowers, tell your mother, and she will pick you colorful lotus flowers in the space." She said softly.

Hearing this, Little Milkman finally figured it out.

"I just thought, why are fried lotus flowers bitter? It turns out that the lotus flowers my mother used to fry were all from space. No wonder." His expression of realization pleased the couple in the kitchen, and they laughed at the same time.

"Mom, you are frying. Will it be ready to eat soon?" He stood on his toes and looked towards his mother's frying pan.

Unfortunately, he wasn't as tall as the stove, so he couldn't see anything, so he just listened to the sound. Of course, there was also a smell that made his mouth water.

"Yes, Brother Lu, Brother Xing, Brother Zhou, this is the smell, it's so fragrant!" He remembered, it was the smell that his mother was frying now, and he would not forget it.

Three little kids also came in and were stunned when they smelled the fragrance.

When they fried it, although there was a fragrance, it was definitely different. The fragrance of my mother's fried lotus had a hint of sweetness, which was very nice.

"I smell it, it smells so good and sweet."

An Yilu walked forward, came to Qian Yinuo's side, raised his hand and patted the little milk baby on the head.

"It's just as sweet as Brother Nono said before."

"Yes, it is like that."

The little milk baby's eyes were filled with stars. At this moment, they didn't leave. They were helping their father choose vegetables in the kitchen, while their father retired and went to do other jobs.

"Brother Lu, we can't learn to cook everything we see in the future, because we can't cook it well." The little baby murmured softly to the three brothers.

No, fried lotus would be overturned. Before, he had been thinking that he wanted to compete with his mother to see who could fry the lotus faster and more deliciously.

In the end, my mother was my mother, and even the materials used to explode her bombs were different from mine. How could he compare with her?

"It's not necessarily that the fried lotus can't be cooked well. What if the other ones are cooked well?" An Yilu felt that there is no absolute in everything. What if he just overturned the boat on one dish? Above other dishes, he is a Where is the genius?

Just like when he was studying, none of the older brothers in the academy could compare to him.

This is his ability.