My wife is virtuous

Qie Xieling had the most basic survival training. He knew how to do his bed, make instant ramen and do dishes but the rest were foreign to him. If his dad told him to cut onions he would end up rubbing his eyes while crying and the tears would come pouring out even more.

If he was asked to cut chicken he would butcher it so much you would think he was murdering it twice. Let's not talk about the moment he almost burnt Nana's house down making cookies. It was so bad that when he walked into the kitchen even just passing by his dad would shoo him off. The accidents were too numerous to count. 

Now he was standing there lost. He didn't know how to chop onions let alone cook. Qie Xieling had to enlist Jolie's help. 'Jolie other than boiling instant noodles I know nothing,' he said internally and Jolie who was rubbing her arm with a loofah sighed in frustration.