On the afternoon of the Lu family's parents' flight landing, Meng Chuyuan and the rest were at home except for Lu Qingye who was in the office.
Over the past few days, Lu Jinsen had learned a few dishes from the culinary teacher. He seemed to have become a little arrogant and announced that he would be in charge of tonight's dinner.
"I've learned a few dishes recently. I want to make them for all of you to try."
Coincidentally, it was Saturday and Lu Qianling was also at home. When she heard that Lu Jinsen was going to manage today's dinner, she was the first to disagree. "With your limited ability, don't come out and embarrass yourself."
"Am I a bad cook?"
"You're VERY bad."
"…" In the end, Lu Jinsen's plan to cook was disrupted by Lu Qianling. He could only follow the driver to the airport.
"Your second brother is quite fond of the kitchen." After Lu Jinsen left, Meng Chuyuan naturally took on the task of cooking.