Su Mianmian looked at the final product that she made, and had the urge to throw it away.
The sweet and sour pork ribs was blackish and unidentifiable. It tasted sweet and astringent, such that one would need to drink a glass of water with each bite in order to suppress the flavor.
The green peppers were slightly burnt while the meat slices were completely burnt. It didn't look appetising at all.
It's really a failure!
She'd better throw it away! It would be terrible if anything goes wrong after eating it.
Luckily Uncle didn't know that she was cooking, otherwise it would be difficult for her to explain.
Su Mianmian covered the lunch box in disappointment. When she turned around and was about to throw it away, she saw Dongdong's chubby face close to her.
"Dongdong..." She was startled for a while before asking, "When did you come here?"
There was no walking sound at all, and she didn't notice him.
