"Nuoyan saw this and stood up to follow her in.
Xiao Chengyu and Xiao Moli both stood up to stop them at the same time.
"Wife, what do you want to eat? I'll cook it."
"Mommy, what do you want to eat? We'll let An Ziqi cook it."
Xiao Chengyu was concerned about his wife, as was Xiao Moli; his mom was a kitchen disaster, he feared his wife would get hurt by accident.
"Don't worry, I just learned a new dish, it's really tasty." Nuoyan insisted, walking into the kitchen with conviction.
Xiao Moli moved in from behind and pulled his wife a little further from his mother.
He whispered, "Ahem, it's safer for you to stay away from Mom."
An Ziqi was somewhat bewildered. Ten minutes later, a loud bang sounded from the kitchen.
Xiao Moli and Xiao Chengyu dashed into the kitchen immediately.
An Ziqi and Nuoyan were standing inside, glaring at each other.
Both had water dripping from their hair, with two slices of ginger hanging from An Ziqi's hair.
