h it. Most of the time, it is just because of helplessness. Now that she has become someone else Now that a wife has a status that represents responsibility as a mother, she has to take on the responsibility of a housewife, caring for her husband and raising her children, and cooking three meals a day for them. But this does not mean that she accepts all this from the bottom of her heart. She really loves going into the kitchen and smelling the fumes. Countless times, when she was sweating profusely in the kitchen alone, choked by the oil fumes, making her eyes water with tears, and coughing endlessly, while her husband was sitting leisurely with his legs crossed, reading a book and drinking tea, her heart was also filled with thoughts. I will have countless feelings of disgust, depression, and even sadness. I feel that my entire life will be wasted in this endless life of oil, salt, firewood, and rice, with no relief and no one to understand.

h it. Most of the time, it is just because of helplessness. Now that she has become someone else Now that a wife has a status that represents responsibility as a mother, she has to take on the responsibility of a housewife, caring for her husband and raising her children, and cooking three meals a day for them. But this does not mean that she accepts all this from the bottom of her heart. She really loves going into the kitchen and smelling the fumes. Countless times, when she was sweating profusely in the kitchen alone, choked by the oil fumes, making her eyes water with tears, and coughing endlessly, while her husband was sitting leisurely with his legs crossed, reading a book and drinking tea, her heart was also filled with thoughts. I will have countless feelings of disgust, depression, and even sadness. I feel that my entire life will be wasted in this endless life of oil, salt, firewood, and rice, with no relief and no one to understand.
In the small world of the kitchen, although it belonged to her and was completely under her control, Cheng Wenjin could not find any sense of achievement or satisfaction. As a Shanghainese, she cannot cook Sichuan cuisine, and she has no background or talent in this area. It is difficult for her husband and daughter to truly appreciate the dishes and meals she cooks.
For more than ten years, she has been able to persist until now without seeming to complain, just because of the inertia of love and responsibility in her heart. Of course, there are also good tutors who are not easily blaming others or getting angry. In Cheng Wenjin’s view, the kitchen is just a place that sustains the life of a family, but for itself, she doesn’t feel much warmth or anything that can make her proud or comfort herself.
/Until today, suddenly there was someone who opened her eyes and opened her beautiful eyes. She could turn decay into magic, transforming seemingly ordinary ingredients and seasonings into stir-fried ones after being cooked by those skilled hands. After making, and finally miraculously turned into plates of delicious food with colorful flowers, full of color, fragrance and deliciousness at first sight, Cheng Wenjin suddenly felt that the kitchen that had previously made her feel like a cage from which she could not escape, suddenly suddenly It became cute and sparkling, as if this little guy full of miracles was filled with some kind of magic, magical and wonderful.
How wonderful!
You, a little guy, have a pair of wonderful hands. You can write articles that are natural and do not feel any jerky or childish. You can also cook delicious dishes that will make people appetizing. How much do you still have to do? What about the abilities and special skills that people are known for? But you are only seventeen years old now? Literature, music, and now cooking skills. Could it be that you, little guy, are really a genius with extremely high understanding and a rare talent that can only be seen in a century?
Cheng Wenjin watched with her own eyes as Wang Bo picked up the food wi