Yu Muke liked Zhang Yufeng because of Zhang Yufeng's long-term company, and Ke Chen because of the blood relationship between the two.

"Uncle Chen, Uncle Yufeng, let's play together for a day with the remote control toy that Uncle bought for Mu Ke, OK?"

Ke Chen raised his eyebrows, looking reluctantly as the boss. Zhang Yufeng stood up from the sofa, "Muke, Uncle Yufeng goes to the kitchen to help your mother."

When Zhang Yufeng left, Yu Muke didn't want to be alone, so he held Ke Chen and said, "Uncle Chen, you can play with Mu."

In the end, Ke Chen had no choice but to agree.

Walking into the kitchen, Zhang Yufeng immediately rolled up his sleeves, "Feier, let me come, you will take a break."

With Zhang Yufeng, Yu Fei didn't even have a chance to fight. Before Zhang Yufeng came over, Yu Fei had to go and rest. This time was different from the past. Zhang Yufeng had just returned to China, and Yu Fei felt that Zhang Yufeng would be invited to a reception banquet anyway.

"You have been busy all day, you go to rest, I will come."

Zhang Yufeng washed the ribs skillfully, and smiled softly at Yu Fei, "Let's go together, so faster."

The two people cooperated and the cooking speed was much faster, and three meals and one soup were served quickly.

Smelling the scent of meat, Yu Muke hopped over, grabbed a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and stuffed it into his mouth, "Wow, it's delicious."

Yu Fei took the chopsticks out and saw that Yu Muke was like this, and tapped the back of Yu Muke's hand with the chopsticks, "Muke, Mom told you many times that you can't grab it with your hands."

Yu Muke stuck out his tongue and didn't mean to be afraid, "Mom, I'll take a bite."

Coming from the living room, Ke Chen held Yu Mu Ke in his arms and picked up his chopsticks, "What Mu Ke wants to eat, Uncle Chen will help you pick up vegetables."

"Uncle Chen, you can also taste Uncle Yufeng's craftsmanship. It is a chef even more than the chef of the hotel." Yu Muke stuffed the unfinished ribs into Ke Chen's mouth, "How? Isn't it delicious?"

Ke Chen didn't have the habit of eating half of what others had eaten. He had to bear with his son in front of him.

"Uncle Chen, isn't it delicious?" Yu Muke looked excited, as if he made the meal.

Ke Chen nodded, "Well, it's really good."

Zhang Yufeng came out after busying his work and stood by Yu Fei's right hand, feeling a little at a loss for a while, "Fei'er, what position do you think I should sit in?"

Just now Ke Chen took the position that should have been Yu Fei, Yu Fei glanced around, "Sit down there."

Yu Fei and Zhang Yufeng sat on either side of Ke Chen, while Yu Mu was still in Ke Chen's arms.

"Muk, come down and eat yourself."

The four of them finally sat down. Zhang Yufeng could see Yu Fei as soon as he looked up. He was very satisfied. He put a piece of braised pork ribs in Yu Fei's bowl, "Fei'er, how do you taste it? I haven't made it for several months. I don’t know if the technique is unfamiliar."

In the past few months abroad, Zhang Yufeng has entered the kitchen only a few times, not to mention making any Chinese dishes. Because every time he thinks of familiar Chinese dishes, he always thinks of Yu Fei and Yu Muke consciously or unconsciously.

Fortunately, the days of suffering are finally over. From now on, he can see Yu Fei and Yu Muke every day.

Yu Fei ate the whole spare ribs and was full of praise, "The taste is quite good, no retreat."

"Mr. Zhang is back this time, how can he be considered high there?"

"If Ke always digs me out?"

"Even if I want to dig Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang has to be willing to do it." If Zhang Yufeng can really act for himself, then it is naturally the best thing.

"No, I have promised someone else." Zhang Yufeng glanced at Yu Fei lightly and continued to eat.

It is really rare that two people who also like to face others with cold faces even joked with each other. Yu Fei felt flustered and short of breath, ran to the living room, opened the window and came back. She is not easy to get along with the two of them.

A meal was fairly quiet, and Yu Fei remained silent. No matter who brought her food, she ate it correctly. Occasionally, when Ke Chen talked to Zhang Yufeng, she had no intention of interjecting, just bowed her head and ate something.

The food was almost the same. She looked at her watch frequently, and it was already more than two o'clock. Should the two of you go back?

"Uncle, if there is nothing wrong in the afternoon, will you accompany Mu Ke to the playground?"

It is also a playground. Ever since Feng Yitian opened his amateur Mu Ke, Yu Mu Ke seems to have visited very frequently. For a while, either Feng Yitian took him, or Ye Kexin and Yuan Chuiqing took him. This is addictive.

"Muke, I'll take a lunch break later." Yu Fei didn't want to take a little guy with two big ice cubes and take Zhang Yufeng out. It's good to say, after all, there is no marriage in the family, and Ke Chen is also different. Scold to death?

"Mom, finally you don't go to work, so you accompany me."

Yu Fei began to draw cakes, "Waiting for my mother to be free next week and take you to play for a day, OK? Your uncle Chen and Uncle Yufeng are tired, you should let them go back and have a good rest."

"Mom..." Yu Muke's boss was reluctant.

"Muke is the most empathetic, right?" To deal with Yu Muke, you must not only learn to draw flatbread, but also learn to praise. Of course, Yu Muke is also alive. Every time Yu Fei says this, he always cooperates very well.

Yu Muke is different this time from before. With his mouth high, he must be able to hang oil bottles.

"I'm fine!" Ke Chen and Zhang Yufeng said at the same time, both were taken aback. They seemed to feel a little embarrassed, and they bowed their heads.

Yu Muke was so happy, "It's great, it's so decided."

This lunch has been embarrassing enough, and Yu Fei doesn’t want the afternoon to be worse. She rubbed her temples and said, “I’m not feeling well, so I won’t go.”

"Mom, can I go then?"

"Of course." Yu Fei wished that Yu Mu could take two people away so that she could just take a break.

When the three people left, Yu Fei suddenly felt that the room was quiet.

Someone rang the doorbell outside, and Yu Fei opened the door and saw the person in front of the door. He really hated that he opened the door, "Mr. Feng, why are you here?"

Feng Yitian failed to send Yu Fei back, and the boss in his heart was unhappy. When he met his former high school classmates, a few people went out for a big meal, still feeling aggrieved, so he rushed over. When I got off the car, I saw Ke Chen and Zhang Yufeng taking Yu Muke out, but I didn't see Yu Fei alone, thinking that she must be at home. Sure enough, he guessed it right.

"Fei'er, do you have any more food? I was helping at the wedding, but I haven't eaten yet." Feng Yitian lied without even blinking his brows.

Yu Fei pointed to the leftovers in the restaurant and said: "There is only this. If Xiao Feng is really hungry, it is better to go outside to eat."

"I'm so tired, I don't want to move at all." Feng Yitian stepped in beside Yu Fei and sat on the sofa.

Just one day after Feng passed by, Yu Fei smelled the smell of food on his body, and walked over and said, "In this way, I will cook for you Mr. Feng, but Mr. Feng must finish all of it. If he can't finish it, there will be things in the future. We talk in the company."

Feng paused for a moment one day, "Okay, okay, as long as Faier made it for me, I like it." It's just a mere meal, why can't he eat it?