Chen Xi's current situation was a mixed blessing for Yan Feng.

The good part was that she finally recognized her feelings for him, but the downside was... she felt so guilty about what had happened before that she insisted on doing all the household chores.

This should have been a good thing, but...

In just one morning, Chen Xi had already broken two plates, three cups, and two bowls...

Every time she broke something, she would stand by feeling sad for a long time, and Yan Feng would have to patiently go over, pat her head, and comfort her. Eventually, he became so accustomed to it that he would instinctively walk over at the sound of breaking dishes.

He even started to wonder if she was doing it on purpose...

But it didn't matter, whether intentional or not, he was willing to unconditionally accompany Chen Xi now, compensating for the long-lost love she needed, even if it was as an unreliable Uncle.

It was now 10 a.m.

Yan Feng finally finished tidying up, and with his hands on his hips, he looked at the bright house, feeling quite satisfied.

He glanced at the time; there was still enough to make a quick trip to the supermarket to buy some groceries.

"Little Xi!" The man put on his clothes and called out towards the bedroom, "I'm going to the supermarket to get some groceries. Is there anything you want to eat?"

"Where are you going?" Chen Xi leaned against the door, pouting, looking pitiful, "Can you come back soon... I'm scared to be home alone..."

Yan Feng smiled helplessly, shaking his head, "It's okay, the supermarket is just downstairs, it will only take about ten minutes. But what do you want for lunch?"

"Tomato beef soup?" Yan Feng smiled and teased, "Alright, I got it. Good thing you didn't want tomato beef brisket, or it would take over an hour to stew, and lunch would be late. I'll be back soon..."

The door opened and closed, and the man left, leaving the young girl standing there, eagerly waiting for his return.

...

The shopping process went smoothly, taking only about ten minutes, and when Yan Feng returned home, it was just 10:30.

As he entered, the young girl was still on the sofa, hugging her knees, waiting for him.

Yan Feng lifted the groceries in his hand and smiled, "Got it, I'll start cooking for you soon..."

Seeing the girl's expectant face, Yan Feng didn't even need to think to know what she wanted to do, so he asked:

"Little Xi, do you want to help?"

"Yes, yes!" The young girl nodded vigorously, her big eyes blinking with excitement, like a cat seeing a fish, full of eagerness.

Yan Feng couldn't help but laugh; she probably really wanted to do something for him, otherwise, why would she be so happy?

After preparing the ingredients, he put them in order.

"Can I help?" Chen Xi had been watching for a long time and finally couldn't resist asking.

This reminded Yan Feng that he had just said he would find something for the young girl to do to feel involved, and he almost forgot.

But it wasn't too late; everything was ready, and all that was left was to watch the pot for fifteen minutes.

So Yan Feng smiled, took off his apron, and said, "Alright then, Little Xi, just watch the stove for me. I'll go to the bathroom, and make sure to turn off the heat in fifteen minutes."

"Okay!" Chen Xi nodded vigorously, her eyes blinking non-stop.

Twenty minutes later.

"Here it comes!" Yan Feng brought the pot of soup to the table, served the young girl a bowl of rice, and said with a smile, "Come on, try it. I was worried I'd forget something while cooking, so I watched a video and followed it exactly. It should be delicious!"

"Okay!" Chen Xi smiled and nodded, picking up a piece of beef with her chopsticks, turning it over in the rice before trying it. Her expression changed, and she spat it out.

Seeing this, Yan Feng felt a bit defeated and quickly asked, "Does it taste bad?"

Chen Xi frowned, trying hard to put on a smile, shaking her head, "No... Uncle's cooking... is very... delicious..."

This made the man think of a line from a short video...

"Everyone asks me, is the black plum sweet?"

"Sweet!"

"Is it really that bad?"

Yan Feng felt a bit embarrassed, his mouth twitching as he served himself a bowl of soup to taste.

It was sweet and sour, with a thick broth. He had even followed the tutorial's suggestion to add a bit of modified peanut butter to make the broth thicker. It was clearly delicious!

But seeing the young girl forcing herself to drink it, he really started to doubt himself...

Could it be... that there was something wrong with his taste buds!?

Yan Feng looked at the bowl of tomato beef soup in front of him, full of confusion, and took another sip.

And became even more puzzled.

No, it was clearly delicious, even better than the soups sold outside. What was going on?

He couldn't figure it out, so he asked, "Little Xi, tell me the truth, is this soup really that bad?"

Chen Xi hesitated, looking at Yan Feng with her pitiful eyes, and after a long time, she shook her head.

"Then why aren't you drinking the soup?" the man asked.

The young girl just bit her lower lip and muttered softly, "The soup is too... too thick... I prefer it more watery..."

Yan Feng suddenly understood, his mouth twitching as he looked at the whole pot of thick soup, and said helplessly, "Alright... it's Uncle's fault. I'll add more water next time, but as for what's in the bowl..."

"It can't go to waste."