Chapter 259 This son-in-law is so capable!

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

Accompanied by rapid footsteps.

Zhang Fuyong and his daughter came down and saw that they were shocked.

The kitchen was in a mess, with overflowing porridge everywhere, and the casserole almost exploded in the waist.

Lin Feng turned off the fire, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Zhang Yuxi rushing over and checking everywhere.

A small face was already scared.

"Husband, let me see if you are injured?"

Lin Feng was so scared that he was trembling all over when he saw Zhang Yuxi, his hands couldn't stop trembling, and his heart softened.

"I'm fine, but fortunately my mother and I hide in time, otherwise it would explode on our body."

Zhang Yuxi asked uncertainly, "Are you really not injured?"

Lin Feng shook his head, "It's really not."

Zhang Yuxi then remembered that her mother was still there, so she quickly asked, "Mom, are you okay?"

The first person I saw just now was Lin Feng.

Nothing else noticed.

Zhao Lizhen was confused just now.

Now wake up, shake your head, "It's okay..."

Like Zhang Yuxi, Zhang Fuyong checked carefully and confirmed that he was not injured before he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's fine, it's fine!"

Zhao Lizhen said in lingering fear, "Fortunately, Lin Feng reacted quickly, otherwise I would definitely be injured."

Zhang Fuyong was suddenly angry and funny.

"I told you not to touch the casserole in the future. You just don't listen. OK, it's fried again."

Lin Feng and Zhang Yuxi were shocked when they heard this.

It turns out this is not the first time I exploded!

Zhao Lizhen's face changed slightly and she said awkwardly.

"This happened several years ago, why do you keep mentioning it!"

"Besides, how can you blame me? There must be something wrong with the quality of the casserole!"

Zhang Fuyong couldn't help laughing.

"I can still believe it once when there is a quality problem!"

"But these are two or three times, today this is the fourth time!"

Zhao Lizhen widened her eyes, "Where are four times?"

Zhang Fuyong counted his fingers, "The first time, you gave her chicken soup when Yuxi was in her senior year of high school. Did you fry it?"

Zhao Lizhen asked back, "Is there any?"

Zhang Fuyong immediately said, "Why didn't there?"

Zhang Yuxi recalled it and whispered, "Mom, the aunt at home told me that the casserole was indeed fried!"

Zhao Lizhen pulled the corner of her mouth, "Why don't I remember it?"

Zhang Fuyong continued, "The second time, Yuxi is going to school abroad, you go rent a house and see her."

"Did we go around supermarkets of all sizes and sizes, and finally find a casserole?"

"Are you still stewed chicken soup? Did you fry it again?"

All three of them have memories.

Zhao Lizhen was choked for a moment, "What else?"

Zhang Fuyong said, "Since then, have I told you not to use a casserole?"

"You don't listen. The third time I was sick. You made chicken soup for me and fried it again, right?"

Zhao Lizhen was unwilling to give up, "Blame me?"

Zhang Fuyong was angry and funny when he saw her expression.

"Who are you blamed? Maybe you are born with a horoscope, so you shouldn't use a casserole in the future!"

"You said this time and twice, maybe it's a quality issue, I believe it."

"But the same problem occurs three times and four times. Do you think it's a problem with the casserole?"

"Isn't it your problem?"

Both Zhang Yuxi and Lin Feng find it incredible.

If this is a coincidence, that's too coincidental.

Zhao Lizhen was immediately angry, "I'm using a casserole to stew chicken soup for you."

"Oh, now I say that I don't match the casserole, it's my reason for the fried one!"

"Okay, then I will never touch the casserole again. If you want to eat a bite of chicken soup stewed by me in the future, there is no way! I won't make it!"

Zhang Fuyong quickly said, "It depends on what you said."

"It's not that I don't let you stew chicken soup, but don't use a casserole. Isn't electric pressure cooker okay?"

Zhao Lizhen snorted coldly, "Can that smell better than a casserole?"

Zhang Fuyong, “Aren’t it all stewed chicken soup? What’s the difference?”

Seeing parents quarrel, children must go and persuade them to fight.

At this time, Lin Feng heard the sound of the four treasures coming from the building.

"I want to see the kids."

Zhang Yuxi nodded and turned her head to coax Zhao Lizhen.

"Don't be angry, Dad doesn't mean that."

"He cares about you and won't let you touch the casserole!"

"Some mysterious things cannot be explained, so we can avoid them if we can."

"You said that if Lin Feng wasn't there today, you would definitely be injured."

"What should I do?"

Zhang Fuyong quickly said, "Do you think chicken soup is important, or are you the most important person?"

Zhao Lizhen was speechless, but she was still angry.

"Okay, OK, I understand, you go and see your grandson."

Zhang Yuxi nodded, "Yes."

When all the daughter and son-in-law left, Zhao Lizhen glanced over.

Zhang Fuyong quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I said something heavy tone in desperation, don't be angry, I didn't mean it."

Zhao Lizhen snorted coldly, sat down and patted her chest.

Zhang Fuyong took the initiative and quickly cleaned up the mess.

Zhao Lizhen sighed and decided that she would never touch the casserole in the future.

Upstairs, Lin Feng suddenly laughed when he packed up the babies.

Zhang Yuxi asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Lin Feng said, "It turns out that fried kitchens can be inherited!"

Zhang Yuxi: “…”

Lin Feng still remembers that in the villa before, Zhang Yuxi had to cook for herself.

Almost blown up the kitchen.

Lin Feng still remembers that thing deeply!

Zhang Yuxi thought for a while and defended herself: "I can cook an egg, but I can cook it."

"But doing something too complicated, it feels like your hands are out of control."

"I don't know why..."

Before, Lin Feng thought this kind of person was magical, but he didn't expect it.

I will marry such a wife!
To be continued...