Don't be like this, I watched you grow up_2

Originally, Li Zhiyan had no clue about cooking, but in his past life, when life threw its hardships at him, he had learned to cook for himself.

His cooking skills were mediocre, but they were passable—at least they were good enough to serve to Wu Auntie.

"Great, Auntie, please try the noodles I've made."

Wu Qingxian, looking at Li Zhiyan picking up the pan to wash it, felt incredibly mixed emotions. How could this child be so kind?

Whenever she felt emotionally overwhelmed or despairing, he would always appear by her side, as if by miracle.

This time was no different. It seemed that she and Li Zhiyan were bound by some connection in this life.

After Li Zhiyan had cleaned the pot and poured in the water, he thought of Aunt Fang's chili sauce; if it were available, the noodles' flavor would truly elevate to another level.

"I didn't expect it, but you're quite good at cooking noodles. Who knew that such a mama's boy could learn life skills."