Alvina Miller had an additional view of Joseph Grant. It was really black. He had tricked his future brother—in—law into cooking dinner for him.
Ling's eyes looked towards the kitchen. Actually, she was in a very complicated mood at this moment. I wonder if Duck would feel wronged. Big Brother's treatment of people like this is a little pitiful.
At the moment, in the kitchen, Duck looked at the fresh ingredients in the refrigerator. His fingers were tapping lightly on the door of the refrigerator, as if he was thinking about how to show his cooking skills in fact. Living, did not ask people to take care of life, over time, he learned a set of their own life experience, cooking this kind of thing, Duck really did not feel that it is difficult, on the contrary, if it is to cook He felt like he was willing to eat it from someone he loved, or to bring it to please the future eldest uncle.
Joseph Grant stepped on his tall body and couldn't help but laugh at himself: "Just looking at me just now was full of resentment. Am I wronging you?"
Duck's back tensed up and shook for a moment. He smiled and said, "How could it be? Why should the family say two things?"
The family? Joseph Grant's smile was spreading, very well, Duck did not consider himself an outsider, and then he would not treat him as a guest.
"These ingredients are only delivered in the afternoon. You can see what kind of dishes you can make, but don't avoid being strong. If you don't know how to cook it, leave it to me." Joseph Grant smiled, his eyes black was shining brightly.
Duck dared to admit that he couldn't do it. He immediately replied, "The four of us eat. It should be enough to cook five dishes and one soup."
"Almost, your sister—in—law is pregnant. Don't put too much chili on it." Joseph Grant reminded lazily. Duck's eyes darkened and he looked at him. "Aren't you guys not married yet? You're pregnant so soon?" Joseph Grant glanced at him: "We got a marriage certificate."
"Oh, that's reasonable." Duck could not help but laugh: "I have to say congratulations to you guys."
"I've accepted your blessings, but I'll remind you that you're still studying, so you can't mess around!" Joseph Grant walked forward and lowered his voice.
Duck seemed to have been tortured by his soul. His handsome face instantly turned red. In the face of the elder brother's kind reminder, he immediately answered seriously: "I never thought about this. I know. Don't worry, I'll be careful. "
"Just pay attention to it, you have to promise me, promise me." Joseph Grant had a certain gaze in his eyes.
"I promise." Duck felt that he had been threatened, but he was willing to listen to such a warning.
If any bastard wanted to beat his sister's idea, his reaction might be bigger than Joseph Grant's. There was no way. His brother was born to be the patron saint of his sister. It was his instinct to protect them.
Joseph Grant's expression relaxed. He turned to wash rice and steam rice.
Duck's breath relaxed, and he turned to look at Joseph Grant's skilled movements. He could not help but be shocked. Could it be that Mr. President, who is arrogant outside, is a family cook?
Joseph Grant pressed the rice button and turned to see Duck looked at him blankly. He shrugged his shoulders: "What's wrong? Is there anything else wrong?"
Duck laughed a little harder: "No, I just heard that the more excellent men are, the more they love their wives. In the past, I felt that this might be the reason those successful men have come up with to defend their image. It's not unreasonable. You're not the man I know. "
Joseph Grant's face froze. It took a while for him to reflect what he was about to say. He could not help but stare at him: "Do you think how I caught up with Alvina? It's easy, I'm counting on her to do the laundry, cooking and children?"
When Duck heard his words, his heart trembled. He thought about his wife's long road and finally understood a deep truth. If she wanted to pursue her beloved woman, she would have to do the housework in an orderly manner, even with the identity of Joseph Grant. Of his men still need to fight for status at home, what about him? There was a strong eldest son on top of him suppressing him. It seemed like he had to work harder.
Joseph Grant did not leave the kitchen. Instead, he helped Duck deal with a piece of fish. After he had fried two vegetables, he started to stir—fry with a sauce. The two men cooperated, but the kitchen was still a little squashed. The man was tall and long, and always had some obstacles.
Outside the living room, Alvina Miller and Wendy were eating fruits and watching TV with a single expression.
"Sister—in—law, you and my brother have moved in here. Do you have to take care of them personally? It's impossible to stay with the two of you and have children in the future." Ling asked.
"We're ready to hire someone, your big brother is already doing this, but we haven't let them come yet." Alvina Miller said with a smile.
"Sister—in—law, can you guess whether you have a baby boy or a baby girl in your stomach?" Wendy suddenly curiously walked over and reached out to touch her belly.
Alvina Miller lowered her eyes and smiled. "I don't know either. It depends on fate. I'm happy regardless of boys and girls. I just want to be healthy."
"You're right, we finally have a baby in the Ling family." Wendy was also looking forward to seeing who his brother's children looked like, whether they inherited his gene or sister—in—law. Pretty little guy.
In an hour or so, the aroma of the food had been heard from the restaurant. Wendy immediately felt a little hungry, swallowed her saliva, and could not help but walk towards the kitchen. In the palm of his hand, Joseph Grant stood with his hands on his chest and looked at the side. This scene was too odd. Wendy felt a little unreal.
"Warm, I've called your sister—in—law over to eat." Joseph Grant immediately whispered when he saw her sister walk over.
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