George suddenly looked up at Lu Xunzhi: "Mommy's cooking is the best in the world, Great-grandma's cooking is the best, and now Grandma's cooking is also the best. Daddy can only make noodles and various kinds of eggs, so he's the worst at cooking! So what can Grandpa do? What can Grandpa cook?"
George's words left everyone stunned.
Lu Xunzhi's face went through a range of colors, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Lu Jun, always enjoying the chaos, laughed and said, "Why don't we wait and try your grandpa's cooking at lunch and see what he's capable of?"
McDull shook his head: "What if he's like Daddy and makes a whole table of fried eggs, scrambled eggs, and boiled eggs? That'd be unbearable!"
Qiao Yi suddenly remembered something, happily swaying side to side: "Hee hee hee, hot pot! Grandpa makes hot pot! Little Xiahua said that even a fool can make hot pot!"
Liang Xiaoqi: "Pfft!"
She couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.
