He couldn't find the answer he was looking for. What exactly was he hoping to find anyway?
In the end, he was tying himself up in knots.
Yan Yajing used to love finding food outside, but ever since a Little One started living at home, and after tasting a delicious breakfast at her own house, she swore she would always come home to eat.
Because she came back late today, Shen Jiayin could only make fried noodles for the both of them. Although it was veggie fried noodles, the addition of tomatoes and other rich sauces made it even tastier than meat fried noodles.
Yan Yajing's mouth was full of sauce as she held up a thumbs-up: "Jiayin, whoever marries you as a wife will be happy for a lifetime. I wish I were a man."
"Yan, Yan sister, it's doable. This, this isn't hard to make." Shen Jiayin blinked wide-eyed and said. Honestly speaking, her cooking wouldn't stand out in their village. She didn't know why everyone in the big city praised her for her cooking.
