Chen Shanshan was so happy. "Then will I be able to eat such delicious noodles in the future?"
Mrs. Chen smiled. "That depends on who makes it. It is Miss Qin who makes it, so the taste might be worse."
"Unless you ask Miss Qin to teach you how to cook."
Chen Shanshan said proudly, "Okay, I will learn how to cook from Sister Zhenzhen. I promise that I will be able to master it!"
"Sister Zhenzhen, oh no, Master Zhenzhen, will you accept me as your disciple?"
Qin Zhenzhen agreed. "I will teach you if you want to."
As they were talking, Chen Youwei had already finished the bowl of noodles, and he was still not satisfied.
"Yes, it is so tasty, just one more bowl would be enough!"
Qin Zhenzhen added. "I have one bowl left, I will bring it to Uncle Chen."
Chen Youwei waved his hands with a smile. "You saved the bowl for your husband, how can Uncle Chen eat it?"