Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

Chapter 2781: Chapter 2781: Freshly Made and Still Hot

He just wanted to ask, who cooks like this, using such crazy amounts of seasoning?

Looking at it, it was only about two bowls of rice, right? And yet so much seasoning was used. Was he trying to kill them?

"Don’t say anything."

Qian Yizheng also felt uneasy, watching his brother, Nuonuo, keep adding seasoning to the fried rice. He wanted to speak up, but couldn’t.

Faced with Nuonuo’s enthusiasm, while adding seasoning and praising how delicious the fried rice was, especially at this moment when his brother was wearing the hopeful face of a little sister he always wanted, how could he say no?

"The little brother is still young, and it’s already good that he can do this."

He lowered his voice, whispering in his little brother’s ear.

At worst, after eating the fried rice made by Nuonuo, they could just drink a few more glasses of water. It was no big deal; they were all cultivators, how could they not handle it?

"Yeah, big brother is right."

Qian Yirong didn’t know what to say either. This was their little brother, their littlest brother, so they had to pamper him, right?

However, he turned his head and glanced at the three brothers in the corner and their little aunt. He felt they knew something, otherwise, why did they run so fast just now?

"Big brother, younger brother Nuonuo said the third brother and others have tried it, and it’s delicious." He reminded, how could the rice fried by Nuonuo be tasty?

Qian Yizheng: "..."

How could he respond to this? No matter how he replied, it wouldn’t be right, would it?

When he ate the fried rice made by Nuonuo, and faced his brother’s eager gaze asking if it tasted good, could he say it wasn’t?

"Hmm, later when Nuonuo asks if it’s good, remember to tell the truth."

Qian Yirong: "!"

Big brother’s words were clearly setting him up for failure.

This was rice fried by their brother himself, could he say it wasn’t tasty?

But just watching Nuonuo fry the rice, he already felt it wouldn’t taste good. He wanted to run, but unfortunately couldn’t think of a good excuse.

Maybe, later, let big brother eat a few more bites?

He sneaked a glance at Qian Yizheng, thinking this idea was quite good, but before he could implement it, big brother caught him sneaking a look.

"Ahem ahem!"

He cleared his throat twice, feeling that big brother’s sideways glance had already seen through him.

Meanwhile, while the two brothers quietly discussed, the little baby had already finished frying the rice and even served it on two delicate plates.

"Brother Zheng, Brother Rong, come and taste it. It’s freshly fried and still hot, it’s the best time to eat it." He called out to the two of them.

They looked over at him, opened their mouths, and forced themselves to say something.

"Coming."

What could they do? They had to eat the rice Nuonuo fried, even if they had to cry through it.

"Brother Zheng, Brother Rong, Nuonuo added a lot of seasoning to the fried rice, it must be very delicious, come and eat, I’ve put it on the table."

Young Qian Yinuo placed the two plates on the table, then ran over to the small stove, washed his own little pot, and began to fill it with water.

"Nuonuo, are you going to make something else?" Qian Yizheng had already sat at the table and asked when he saw his brother’s actions.

"I’m making soup for my brothers."

As Qian Yinuo spoke, he took out some unknown dried vegetables, and two Spirit Sparrow Eggs.