Looking greasy from head to toe, Shen Xi stared at Yun Jinping with grievance. "Mom, is cooking that hard?"
Yun Jinping stared at the mess in the kitchen and glanced at the wok on the ground. She was only at ease after seeing that Shen Xi was fine. She had been scared out of her wits, thinking that the gas had exploded. "Why do you want to cook out of the blue?"
She went up to wipe Shen Xi's face, feeling bad for her daughter while still having the urge to give her a good telling-off.
Shen Xi bit her lip and sniffed. "I promised to treat our neighbor if the TV ratings went past 1%."
"Dear child, what do you know about cooking? What if you hurt yourself?" Yun Jinping took a deep breath.
To this day, Yun Jinping had never seen the neighbor next door but her daughter seemed to care a lot about him.
"Mom, teach me to cook!" Shen Xi eagerly stared at her. "I promised him a meal and I have to do it myself to demonstrate my sincerity."
