Dad Chen didn't dare to ride a motorcycle to Runyayuan. Although he would never take Xinxin to ride a motorcycle, he would definitely be indiscriminate when he saw it. It would be better to have less trouble than more.

So he parked the car home first, and then ran to Runyayuan.

Lin Zhishu was urging him so hard that he thought Xinxin was already waiting at home.

Unexpectedly, when others arrived, they found that Xinxin had not come back at all and was still in the kindergarten.

Lin Zhishu himself was still working in the study, and there were already three large boxes piled up in the living room.

Jiang Yu packed up her things in her own bedroom.

Shen Chong was convinced and seriously suspected that the child's mother had a luggage room in addition to the cloakroom. I had already moved out five luggage boxes. You actually had so many tricks!

He knocked into Lin Zhishu's study room, "Where is Xinxin?"

"School hasn't ended yet, it's early."

Lin Zhishu said without raising his head.

Shen Chong said depressedly, "Why haven't you called me back yet? I'm so busy."

Lin Zhishu raised his head with his hips, "What's wrong? If Xinxin is not at home, don't like to come? I'm so unpopular? I'll be able to leave so long and let you come over and take a look at me more."

Shen Chong almost slipped his tongue and said the truth, but he changed his words in time, "How can this be done? Just a matter of business, don't make it the same as separation from life and death. It's so unlucky. What's the matter?"

Lin Zhishu shrugged, "I thought I would leave tonight, and Xinxin was going to live there again. It just so happened that Ma Wu and Aunt Zhang had something to do at their own homes, so I gave them a holiday in advance."

Brother Chen felt something was wrong, "Then?"

"Then you need you! Chef Shen showed off his skills? There are many dishes in the refrigerator, all ready-made."

"You just asked me to come back to cook! It's broken, and my mentality is broken."

Lin Zhishu smiled, "I'm reluctant? Alas, men change their minds so quickly. Some people kept saying two days ago, "I... like... you... are not even happy to cook a meal now."

Shen Chong's eyelids twitched wildly by her imitation of her tone, and he turned his head and ran away, "I cook, can't I cook it?"

Lin Zhishu was so happy that he leaned back and forth, covering his mouth and did not dare to laugh out loud.

Jiang Yu happened to drag the suitcase down from the upper floor. When he heard the sound, Mr. Lin quickly restrained his expression and continued to sit upright and look at the documents.

Shen Chong's voice came from the kitchen again, "Wow! There are so many dishes left in the refrigerator! Isn't it wasteful for you to leave for a month?"

Mr. Lin stared at the monitor in a flash and said to Jiang Yu who happened to pass by: "Sister Jiang, please tell him, either he will take away the rest of the things he needs, or come here to cook when he has time. Anyway, his fingerprint has been entered, and he doesn't need a key to open the door."

Jiang Yu nodded, "Where to sleep that night? What if Xinxin wants to sleep here again?"

"Then let him sleep." After saying that, Lin Zhishu quickly added, "But he must be allowed to change his quilt and condom frequently."

"Okay." Jiang Yu responded, laughing in his heart.

Just pretend. God knows how many times Shen Chong slept in your bed recently, but why didn’t you see you changing into a quilt?

In the final analysis, you have to recognize people when it comes to being a cleansing obsession.

People you don’t like have to rub them for a long time if you shake hands.

People you like will not dislike even if they help them rub their backs and make mud.

Mr. Lin's obsession with cleanliness was cured without hesitation.

As a top "fat man" who can reversely fatten himself into a waste house with a professional fighter gene, Shen Chong is actually also known as a "foodie".

He was not happy to call him to be a cook, but after seeing all kinds of high-end ingredients in the refrigerator that were about to be scrapped, his reluctance disappeared, leaving only heartache.

Money and external things are trivial matters, but these ingredients cannot be wasted!

Oh, this top salmon produced in Norway’s Besmoore Snow Lake has an annual output of less than 1,000 kilograms and can’t buy it even if you have money. It’s like Bugatti Viahang among salmon!

Also, the master-level certified Kobe Snowflake Beef!

What a big pineapple!

This is a black tuna!

Hey, Shen Chong found a paper box in the refrigerator with a chicken printed on it. It was really dark all over. The paper box read "Simmaniwu Chicken".

He recalled it carefully before remembering this thing, which was produced in Indonesia and known as Lamborghini in the chicken world.

It’s a bit embarrassing, no wonder Lao Lin said the day before yesterday that the black chicken was black.

I refuted it proudly at the time, but the result was that poverty restricted my imagination.

I didn’t expect that the black chicken in the eyes of rich people is really bad. This thing costs more than two thousand US dollars!

There are two chicken legs here, and you have to pay attention to a thousand dollars in total!

At that time, Lao Lin did not refute strongly, was he saving face for me?

Shen Chong silently stuffed the Simaniu chicken into it again. I didn't see it, so I just pretended it didn't exist.

The most expensive ingredients are the above, and there are also some that are slightly lower-level, but they are not affordable mountain delicacies and seafood.

Shen Chong picked up more than a dozen options and prepared to have a sumptuous meal.

He firmly refused to admit that he wanted to make the practice of giving to his mother a high-end meal.

I can't bear to see these treasures on earth being wasted!

A good chef saw the top ingredients, just like a football coach coaching Ronaldo, Messi and the junior, and like a basketball coach coaching the Golden State Warriors with five All-Stars. This is a great blessing in the world.

He started work with great enthusiasm, and even Xinxin couldn't leave after school because the dishes in the pot had to be controlled by the heat. Jiang Yu took a few bodyguards to pick them up.

As soon as Xinxin got home, she smelled the fragrance coming from the kitchen as soon as she got home. She screamed in surprise, "Wow! Dad is here to pick me up!"

Finally finished work, Lin Zhishu, who walked out of the study, was very sad and asked unwillingly: "Xinxin, is your father so skilled? You know it's him when you smell it?"

Xinxin pointed to the shoes outside the balcony at the door, "This is Dad's shoes."

Lin Zhishu secretly felt relieved, "Xinxin is so smart!"

She asked again: "Which dish is better, the dish made by dad or the dish made by mom?"

Jiang Yu behind him laughed out loud, Mr. Lin, you are seeking death.

Xinxin really stumped this problem.

She used her toes to think that everything was going on, but if she told the truth, her mother would be sad.

But it’s not right to lie. My parents have said not to lie.

Xinxin thought for a long time and asked, "Mom, have you... cooked?"

Lin Zhishu's face turned slightly red and he said unwillingly: "Didn't I cook for you once last year?"

Xinxin was shocked, "Ah? I thought that was Chinese medicine."

Mr. Lin asked for the mercy and said with a grievance: "Baby daughter, why not just say that the dishes cooked by my mother cannot be eaten!"

Xinxin threw herself into her arms and coaxed her, "Mom, don't be sad, just dad can cook."

It's really good to say. If it's a normal family of three, it's certainly good to have a diligent man.

but……

This is not the point I want at all, okay!

Lin Zhishu gritted his teeth secretly, "No, he must pick some tips when eating later, so he can't be so proud."

Too much, why do you, a big man, cook so deliciously!

You are not a professional chef, what's the use of making it so delicious!

As a dignified man, you should work hard outside and build your own country. You should pursue more, rather than indulge in stoves and pots and pans, okay?

One hour later...

Bang.

Mr. Lin, who was completely unable to get up, put down the soup bowl in his hand and sighed sincerely.

"It's so delicious! Do you want to fatten me into a big fat man?"

Then she immediately regretted, hell, I was just trying to pick on the trick, why did I praise it against my will!

Forget it, next time.

Shen Chong was still scattering rice crazily because he was reluctant to let go of high-end ingredients. He accidentally made too much. Fortunately, he had a large amount of food and had a fast digestion.

What you eat is not rice, but money, and you can’t even have a single piece of rice left!

"Eat slowly, you won't be able to kill you!"

Although Lin Zhishu had always known that Shen Chong could eat, he was still scared by his appetite.

"Don't affect me, do you know how heartbreaking I made this meal? The cost is 100,000 yuan! Why do you put so many high-end ingredients in your refrigerator! How did ordinary pork and beef offend you!"

Lin Zhishu curled his lips, "What else? If I don't eat better at home, what is the meaning of working hard? Making money is not necessarily for enjoyment, but my consumption concept is not unreasonable. I can eat good food, and I have not avoided the general meals."

She had long wanted to talk about Shen Chong's consumption concept, but she had been suffering from the opportunity.

Shen Chong subconsciously wanted to argue with her, but when he thought about it carefully, he seemed to have nothing to do with her theory, so he was unable to refute it.

Finally, I waited for Xinxin to finish her meal and it was time to go to the airport.
To be continued...