Mother Gu smiled like a flower. We've spoiled her too much. Anqi can burn down the kitchen just by cooking, so we don't let her get involved in these things."
Gu Anbao could already feel her sister kicking her a few times…
"Not really…" Gu Anbao replied weakly," When I was hospitalized previously, it was always Sister who cooked millet porridge for me. It's pretty good…"
Mother Gu's face stiffened slightly, but she immediately regained her smile." Because cooking porridge is simple, simple…"
She shut her mouth silently and lowered her head to eat.
Gu Anqi gave her another two gentle kicks. Gu Anbao glanced at Gu Anqi innocently, her eyes seemingly saying," What else do you want? You don't know how to cook. Dad and Mom are right.
Gu Anqi was speechless.