Chapter 1060
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Jiang Yao didn't notice Lu Yuqing's gaze, but when she heard Lu Yuqing's questioning, she raised her voice proudly and replied, "I can make it! I can make biscuits! I learned it from my roommate, Wen Xuehui, so you can't look down on me, Sis! I'll make it for you after I finish breakfast! Not everyone who can't cook can't make desserts! "
"Look at how proud you are." Lu Yuqing obviously didn't believe her.
Jiang Yao pursed her lips, unwilling to admit defeat. At this moment, Lu Xingzhi helped her take out breakfast, so she eagerly followed Lu Xingzhi to the dining table to eat breakfast.
Breakfast was porridge. Mother Lu had even cooked some dishes for Jiang Yao to heat up in the pot, so Jiang Yao ate it warm.
Lu Xingzhi sat beside her and watched while she ate. He watched as Jiang Yao ate carelessly and focused all his attention on the oven manual. He raised his hand and patted Jiang Yao's head. "Don't worry and eat your food."
Jiang Yao's head was suddenly hit, and she glared fiercely at Lu Xingzhi. "You've been hitting me for no reason recently!"
Lu Xingzhi placed his palm on Jiang Yao's head and rubbed it. "Have I?" he asked rhetorically.
Was there anything he didn't know? This guy was already used to hitting her, right?
Jiang Yao rolled her eyes at Lu Xingzhi, then hugged the bowl and sat to the side, far away from Lu Xingzhi. Mother Lu saw this and immediately called Lu Xingzhi over. "Are you still watching your wife eat? Come over and help carry the food to the kitchen. "
Lu Xingzhi stood up and walked away. When Lu Xingzhi carried the food into the kitchen, Mother Lu followed him in. She lowered her voice and asked him, "Did you hit your wife just now?"
"No." Lu Xingzhi denied it without batting an eyelid.
"Do you think your mother is old and dim-sighted?" Mother Lu snorted. "Go ahead and hit her. Let's see what you'll do if she ignores you in the future."
Lu Xingzhi chuckled. "She won't."
Mother Lu didn't say anything else when she saw how certain Lu Xingzhi was. Anyway, it was between the two of them. She was old, and sometimes she really didn't understand how young people interacted with each other.
Jiang Yao was worried about the oven, so she hurriedly finished her meal and took the bowl to the kitchen. Lu Xingzhi was in the kitchen scrubbing the oven. When he saw her come in, he turned around and took the bowl and chopsticks from her to wash. "The oven is cleaned. Take a look at what you want to do. I'll help you from the side."
"Hmm …" Jiang Yao stood behind Lu Xingzhi and tiptoed to look at the food on the stove. "Wheat flour, milk, sugar … and cream!"
Lu Xingzhi turned to look at Jiang Yao, who was trying her best to tiptoe because he was blocking her view. The corners of his lips curled into a smile. "Shortie, come to the front. I hope our daughter will take after me and not you."
Mother Lu happened to hear Lu Xingzhi's words when she entered the kitchen. When she heard it, she immediately burst into laughter. "You'll cry if your daughter takes after you in the future!"
With that, Mother Lu took the mold in her hand. "Our daughter should be as nice and delicate as Yaoyao. Yaoyao is considered very tall among southern girls."
Indeed, the average height of southern girls was less than 1.6 meters, but Jiang Yao was 1.65 meters tall. This was a height that many southern girls envied.
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