Yan Wenzhou came out of the bathroom, with black residue of unknown origin hanging from the corner of his mouth. He held his stomach and walked forward step by step with difficulty. Out of sympathy, Yan Zhihan asked, "Second brother, do you need to call a doctor?"

Yan Wenzhou waved his hands stubbornly. Seeing that there was still some rice left on the plate on the table, he moved step by step to the dining table and picked up a few bites to swallow.

Yan Jingrong and Yan Zhihan were both stunned by Yan Wenzhou's action. This guy is too tenacious!

"The food Xiao Si made cannot be wasted." Yan Wenzhou said with the determination to die.

Yan Jingrong and Yan Zhihan both silently gave him a thumbs up.

When it comes to pampering their sisters compared to Yan Wenzhou, they feel ashamed of themselves.

The next night, Yan Qingluo came back on time.

Yan Zhihan bought some vegetables for herself this time, hoping that Yan Qingluo would buy some for her, but she didn't know what strange things he would buy.

"Third brother, what are you doing today?" Yan Qingluo was extremely excited. It was the first time that Yan Zhihan saw her so interested in something. Although she did a mess, Yan Zhihan didn't want to discourage her.

Yan Zhihan opened the shopping bag, took out two potatoes, and shook them in front of Yan Qingluo, "Here, today I'm going to make the most ordinary stir-fried shredded potatoes."

"Okay, let's get started." Yan Qingluo said with anticipation.

"First, peel the potatoes ... " Yan Zhihan washed the potatoes, picked up the peeling knife, and explained while demonstrating.

"Ah, this is easy." Yan Qingluo also picked up a potato and started peeling it like Yan Zhihan did.

Yan Zhihan thought, what's the big deal about peeling potatoes?

But after a while, when Yan Zhihan looked at Yan Qingluo's hand again, the potato in her hand had disappeared.

Gone!

"Xiao Si, where are the potatoes?" Yan Zhihan exclaimed.

Yan Qingluo pointed to the pile of debris on the table with an innocent look, smiled awkwardly, and said, "Here it is."

Yan Zhihan almost fainted. What kind of technology and cruelty did he see?

"Well ... forget it, Xiaosi, take this and let's cut the potatoes." Yan Zhihan immediately came back to his senses, raised the potatoes in his hand, and said optimistically.

Bang ... pop ...

The cutting board broke in two.

Yan Qingluo held a kitchen knife in her hand and looked at the chopping board in front of her with a helpless look. How could she have imagined that this chopping board would be so flimsy.

Yan Zhihan was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that Xiao Si would use so much strength to cut vegetables.

When the two of them were frozen in place, Yan Jingrong came back.

After thinking it over, he was worried about Yan Zhihan and Yan Qingluo, so he came back.

In fact, he was holding on to a glimmer of hope, thinking that if the food Yan Qingluo cooked today was good, he would not be able to taste the first bite if he was not at home, so he came back.

"San San, Xiao Si, aren't you cooking? What are you ... doing?" As soon as Yan Jingrong stepped into the kitchen, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Is this scene really about cooking?

He saw the chopping board had been broken into two pieces, rushed to Yan Qingluo, snatched the kitchen knife from her hand, held up her hand and examined it carefully, only feeling relieved when he saw that she was not injured.

Then he pulled Yan Qingluo and walked out the door, "Xiao Si, let's not learn anymore. In the future, with the brothers around, Xiao Si will definitely have enough food to eat. Besides, isn't it Aunt Chen who cooks now? Xiao Si doesn't need to learn how to cook. It won't be useful in the future."

Yan Qingluo knew that Yan Jingrong was worried about her, but she couldn't live with them all her life. Although she wanted to spend more time with them, she and Mu Ye were already in a relationship, so it was only a matter of time before she moved out. So she said, "Brother, I can't live with you all my life. After a while, I'll move out. Don't I have to cook for myself?"

"Move out?" Yan Jingrong stopped instantly and turned back to look at Yan Qingluo, asking loudly.

"Brother, is it necessary to repeat it so loudly?" Yan Qingluo felt a little regretful. Why did he mention moving out?

"How great would it make me feel if I didn't repeat such a shocking thing out loud!" Yan Jingrong almost shouted.

Yan Zhihan came over when he heard the voice and asked, "Who wants to move out? Xiao Si wants to move out?"

Yan Qingluo watched as the situation became uncontrollable and panicked, not knowing how to explain it.

"Why do you want to move out when you are living well at home? Have you chosen a house? It's so unsafe for a girl to live alone!" Yan Zhihan's worries came pouring in like a flood.

Yan Qingluo was the treasure that their family held in their mouths for fear that she would melt, and in their hands for fear that she would break. It was enough that he didn't ask her to stay with them all her life, and it was enough that he didn't stop her from getting married. So why did he want her to move out now?

Could it be that their precious child is in love? Is he going to live with someone?

This is terrible, something big has happened!

Yan Qingluo looked at the wonderful expression on Yan Zhihan's face and stammered, "That Mu Ye bought a house in Quecheng, we ... "

Before she finished her words, Yan Jingrong and Yan Zhihan asked loudly in unison, "Are you going to move out and live with Mu Ye?"

Yan Qingluo looked helplessly at the two brothers in front of her who wanted to eat her alive. She really didn't know how to explain. She did want to move out and live with Mu Ye, but she would definitely come back to see them often. After all, they were both in Quecheng and didn't live far away. But looking at the attitudes of the two brothers in front of her, it was clear that they didn't want her to leave the room.

"Brother, Third Brother, listen to my explanation. Aye and I ... " Yan Qingluo waved her hands and said in panic. This was the first time she felt that the current situation could not be solved by acting like a spoiled child.

"Aye?" Yan Jingrong and Yan Zhihan's expressions and words reached an unprecedented consistency, and they both had the same shocked expression.

"When did Xiao Si become so close to that boy?" Yan Zhihan said dissatisfiedly.

Yan Qingluo was a little speechless, "That kid" ...

Mu Ye should be a few months older than the third brother, and the third brother always calls him "that kid" ...

"Brother, third brother, we are dating." Yan Qingluo did not hide it. It was better to confess in this situation.

"Dating?" Yan Zhihan looked incredulous. "When did it happen?"

"It's been a while." Yan Qingluo answered with his head down, like a prisoner being interrogated.

Yan Jingrong's heart was bleeding silently, but his expression did not change much. Although he was unwilling, he knew that they could not monopolize Xiao Si for the rest of her life. One day she would grow up, leave them, and get married. However, he did not expect that day to come so soon.

Yan Zhihan was different. He clearly looked like he couldn't accept it.