Reborn As A Lucky Girl

Ouyang Qing'an, this brat, didn't come early or late. He came to his house early in the morning on the first day of the Lunar New Year to look for his Xue'er. What exactly was his intention?    

    

"Huh? Daddy, why are you standing at the door?" Xue Xue'er looked up and saw her father's stinky face.    

    

She didn't need to say anything to know that her father was looking at Ouyang Qing'an.    

    

"Eldest Aunt is cooking dumplings, but daddy wants to cook noodles for you." Third Xue touched his daughter's head and his tone became much gentler.    

    

Third Xue had been secretly learning from Chen Honglian how to cook dumplings. He just wanted to show off his daughter's skills.    

    

Because in Donglin Village, almost all men did not go to the kitchen. There was no such precedent, let alone making food for his daughter.    

    

In the family, anyone who had a boy was extremely precious.    

    

Xue Xue'er was also a little surprised, "Daddy cooked noodles? Daddy, are you really not here to cook the kitchen?"    

    

She still remembered that the last time she let Daddy see the stove boil water, she almost lit up the firewood behind.    

    

There were a few men in the house who could burn the stove, but Old Lady Xue did not let Third Xue go.    

    

Third Xue was also very strong, so he obediently went to the backyard to chop firewood and do something else.    

    

As long as he did not earn work points, those small jobs at home that could touch the fire basically had nothing to do with him.    

    

Third Xue patted his chest and guaranteed to his daughter, "Xue'er, don't think that your father's cooking skills were not good before, but your father has already gone through studies and modifications. That will definitely be delicious!"    

    

To be honest, Xue Xue'er did not believe it.    

    

Her father had never cooked anything that could be eaten. Was this credible...    

    

But looking at Third Xue's eyes filled with anticipation, she was too embarrassed to say that she didn't want to eat.    

    

"Then... then dad, cook some for Mr Qing'an too. Let's eat together!"    

    

They had already said that they would eat the dumplings made by Eldest Aunt. It wouldn't be good if they didn't eat them, but if there were too many of them, they wouldn't be able to finish them.    

    

They could only make a compromise and ask Third Xue to cook less.    

    

Although Third Xue was unwilling to cook for Ouyang Qing'an, his daughter had already said so. He could forget about it and said with a smile, "Then wait for father. Father will cook it immediately. It will be very soon!"    

    

As he spoke, Third Xue turned around and went into the kitchen. Just now, he had already asked his sister-in-law to help him cook the stove, and now it was just right.    

    

"Third brother, the water has just been boiled, and now the noodles are almost ready."    

    

Chen Honglian called out to him, "Just cook like last time. It will definitely be cooked well!"    

    

Although he had experimented a few times last time, there was one time when the noodles were all piled together, it was still Third Xue who ate it himself.    

    

If Old Lady Xue wanted to let him know that he was wasting it, she definitely had to tell him that it was a good meal.    

    

"It's nothing, I'm not nervous!" Third Xue took a deep breath and went to the cupboard to bring the noodles that he had previously put away. There was not much left of the noodles, but it would not cost much for the two children to eat.    

    

Third Xue said that he was not nervous, but in fact, he had already rolled up his sleeves and looked like he was going to have a fight with the noodles.    

    

Following Chen Honglian's instructions, Third Xue carefully put the noodles in. He estimated that the quantity was about right, so he quickly took the chopsticks and spread them out.    

    

Xue Xue'er stuck her head out and looked inside the kitchen.    

    

Third Xue was clumsy and insisted on cooking the noodles. It was indeed funny. In this house, there was probably some kitchen work. Even if a woman did not do it, it would not be Third Xue's turn.    

    

He frowned and his hand movements gradually became smoother.    

    

Ouyang Qing'an also looked and was in disbelief. "Xue'er, your father did not do these at home?"    

    

Xue Xue'er shook her head. "Of course my father doesn't do it. Usually, it is a few uncles and aunties who do it."    

    

"No wonder." Ouyang Qing'an muttered to himself. His voice was very soft, and Xue Xue'er did not hear what he was muttering.    

    

Xue Xue'er was just curious, "What is it? Why are you asking this?"