“Who says it’s useless?”
Feng Shen Jin muttered a retort, but in fact he had no idea in his heart, so he could only look at his brother with bewilderment.
In the end, Feng Shenye still doted on his younger brother, so he turned to Uncle Chen and ordered him to bring out some good wine from his collection.
In this way, the three men drank wine in the living room.
When Wen Shiyu saw that they could not just drink, she took the initiative to go to the kitchen and get them some dishes to drink.
In a short while, there were several home-cooked dishes on the table, full of colour and flavour.
Feng Shenjin took a piece of crispy pork, which was so crispy and strong that he complimented it over and over again.
“Ever since I ate my sister-in-law’s cooking, I’ve been thinking about it, I always feel that there’s something missing in the other people’s cooking.”
Little Bao’er listened and raised his chin with special pride, “That’s right, my mommy is the best cook.”
Looking at his nephew like a little fanboy, Feng Shenjin smiled.
But he also nodded and agreed, “Indeed, my sister-in-law is the best at cooking. Speaking of which, the most enviable and jealous person is Jing Chen, who grew up eating my sister-in-law’s cooking.”
He looked over towards Wen Jing Chen.
Wen Jing Chen raised his eyebrows, “What, you have an opinion?”
“Have an opinion, a big one.”
Feng Shenjin jokingly nodded his head.
Wen Jingchen hummed lightly, “It’s useless to have an opinion, this is my own sister.”
“But now it’s also my own sister-in-law.”
Feng Shenjin raised his eyebrows and looked at Wen Jing Chen smugly.
Wen Jing Chen glanced at him and directly hit the nail on the head, “It’s nice to be your own sister-in-law, but there’s your brother, Bao’er, your future nephew, and your parents to add to that front, so you’re still no match for me.”
“……”
Feng Shenjin shut himself up and fiercely chucked a chopstick of food and said indignantly, “No, I have to eat more tonight, otherwise one of you grew up eating, and one of you can eat all you want now, just me is the most pathetic, eating sister-in-law’s cooking depends on fate.”
Looking at his brother’s appearance of not having eaten, Feng Shenye was disgusted.
“Your sister-in-law’s hands are not here to cook for you.”
Wen Jingchen nodded in agreement to these words, following along with his dislike for Feng Shenjin, “My brother-in-law and I can’t even spare my sister to cook, do you still want to compete with us for favour?”
The last sentence he said was very dangerous.
And as if to match these words, Feng Shenye also handed Feng Shenjin an eye slash at the right time.
Feng Shenjin was not afraid of Wen Jingchen, but he was afraid of his brother.
If his brother misunderstood this, it would be a big game.
“Brother, believe me, I definitely have no intention of competing with you for favour.”
He hurriedly cleared himself and took the initiative to admit his mistake again, “I was wrong, I shouldn’t have thought about my sister-in-law’s handiwork, my sister-in-law is a fairy, she has to be held and protected.”
Hearing Feng Shenjin’s pleasing words, Wen Shiyu only felt that this person was simply a living treasure, and lost her smile.
At this time, little Bao’er also joined the conversation, shaking his head and saying in a milky voice, “If little uncle wants to eat vegetables, find me a little aunt, so that little aunt can make them for you.”
Wen Jing Chen thought this was very reasonable and nodded in agreement, “Little Bao’er is right, if you want to eat vegetables, go find a girlfriend yourself, don’t think about my sister all day long.”
“That’s right, little uncle find your own little aunt, no thinking about Bao’er’s mommy.”
Little Bao’er followed closely beside him and cooperated in a fierce and ferocious way.
Looking at the one singing and the other, Feng Shenjin’s heart was stuffed.
“Bao’er, I am your own uncle, how can you do this to me.”
He cupped his hands on his chest and looked at Little Treasure with a fake sad face.
Little Bao’er was amused, his laughter was clear and silvery.
Looking at the laughing little one, Feng Shen Jin only found it too cute to be true, and immediately grabbed Little Bao’er with his itchy hands.
“Does bullying Little Uncle make you so happy?”
He scratched the itchy flesh on Little Bao’er’s body and teased, “Little Uncle doesn’t want Little Aunt so that Little Uncle can love you wholeheartedly ah and play with you.”
“But Bao’er doesn’t need Little Uncle’s company, Bao’er has Daddy and Mummy and Uncle, that’s enough.”