Zheng Pianqian was slightly surprised after seeing this scene. After entering the living room, she subconsciously looked back at Zhou Yi.
Zhou Yi met Zheng Pianqing's confused eyes and explained to her with a smile: "Iris recognition."
Zheng Pianqing: "..."
Of course she knew it was iris recognition, but she didn't expect Zhou Yi to record Sansan's information at his home.
While thinking, Sansan had already changed her slippers and gave Zheng Pianying a brand new pair of disposable slippers: "Mom, please change your shoes too."
She acted like a little mistress.
Zheng Pianqian came to her senses and looked down at Sansan's slippers. They were Disney style.
Zheng Pianqian bent down and changed her slippers. After she stood up, Sansan held her hand, "Mom, let me take you to visit Uncle Zhou's house."
Sansan was in high spirits, and Zheng Pianying naturally would not be disappointed. She nodded and followed her around the living room. Soon she saw a row of photos on the TV cabinet - Zheng Pianying's eyes caught sight of one of the three photos. People were stunned when they took a group photo.
It’s not surprising that there are photos of Sansan in Zhou Yi’s home or photos of him and Sansan, but this photo of the three of them...
Zheng Pianqian stared at the photo for a while, and recalled the origin of the photo based on the costume and scene - it was a photo taken on the podium when she and Zhou Yi accompanied Sansan to participate in the school's fun sports meeting.
But shouldn’t this photo be with the school photographer?
"I asked the photographer for the original photo." Zhou Yi didn't know when he came behind the mother and daughter. He seemed to be able to read minds and easily saw her doubts. "It's rare to have a group photo of three people together. It’s quite memorable.”
Zheng Pianqing didn't answer.
Zhou Yi smiled and didn't mind. He took a few bottles of water and put them on the coffee table, and then went to the kitchen to work. Sansan continued to show Zheng Pianqing around - after visiting around, Zheng Pianqing discovered that, Sansan’s things can be seen everywhere in the apartment, such as the cartoon pillows on the sofa, the Stella Dew refrigerator magnets on the refrigerator, and even the bath towels in the bathroom are pink.
These are not Zhou Yi's style at first glance.
Although Zheng Pianqian had known for a long time that Zhou Yi was very attentive to Sansan, but after actually coming to his apartment today, she had a deeper understanding of this "attention" - especially the complicated baking tools in the kitchen. All prepared for San San.
There is a video room on the second floor of Zhou Yi's apartment. The sofas in it are arranged in a row from large to small, like Stella Dew display racks.
Sansan liked this video room very much. After entering, she lay on the sofa and refused to leave. Zheng Pianying also sat down with her.
The mother and daughter stayed in the video room for about twenty minutes when Zhou Yi suddenly came up.
When he arrived, he was still wearing an apron and looked like a chef.
"I washed some fruit, let's go down and try it." Zhou Yi said this while looking at Zheng Pianqing.
After finishing speaking, he said to Sansan: "I'm going to start making brownies right away. Don't you want to visit?"
Sansan: "Okay, okay!"
She immediately jumped up from the sofa and took Zheng Pianqing's hand, "Mom, let's go down."
"Okay." Zheng Pianqing nodded gently.
When going downstairs, Zhou Yi walked in front of the mother and daughter.
When Zheng Pian stepped down the last step, Zhou Yi was already standing in front of the dining table. He waved to her and pointed at the table.
Zheng Pianqing and Sansan looked over at the same time.
There was a freshly fried steak on the table, and a cooked dumpling next to it.
Sansan: "Huh? Why do we need to eat again?"
Zhou Yi smiled and looked at Zheng Pianqing: "It's for your mother. She didn't eat enough at noon."
"Uncle Zhou, you still have dumplings at home. I want to eat them too!" Sansan doesn't have many opportunities to eat dumplings, so she is full of curiosity about such things. "Mom, let's go eat them quickly."
Zheng Pianqing was basically pulled to the dining table by Sansan, and Zhou Yi had already prepared the tableware in advance. After she sat down, he said, "The dumplings were made together when Zhou Ruo came here."
Zheng Pianqian was indeed not full from her lunch meal, and her stomach was empty. The two things in front of her were her favorites, and she could not remain indifferent after seeing them.
She raised her head and glanced at Zhou Yi: "Thank you."
Zhou Yi waved his hand, "Eat it and see how it tastes."
Zheng Pianqing and Sansan took a bite of the dumplings one after another. Sansan was extremely surprised: "Wow, wow, wow, it's delicious. It's even more delicious than what I had last time in OCT!"
"Uncle Zhou, you are so awesome, you can actually make dumplings!" Sansan gave Zhou Yi a thumbs up.
Zhou Yi laughed at the praise, but he still looked towards Zheng Pianqing unconsciously, expecting her to give feedback.
Zheng Pianqian finished one dumpling slowly and said under Zhou Yi's expectant eyes, "It's delicious. Thank you for your hard work."
Zhou Yi: "Okay, then you eat slowly and I'll make brownies."
After receiving Zheng Pianqing's "affirmation", Zhou Yi was in a happy mood and couldn't help humming a song while sifting powder in front of the island.
Zheng Pianqian heard Zhou Yi humming and glanced in his direction.
He was sifting flour into a large transparent glass bowl with a mesh sieve, his movements were silky and skillful, and he kept doing it at a glance.
There is a pile of things on the counter next to it.
Not to mention, he really looks like a master baker.
In fact, Zhou Yi had cooked for her a lot before, but he was obviously not as skillful as he is now.
But that's right, he really made bread for San San during this period. Because of this, everyone in the family benefited from it.
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After the brownies went into the oven, Zhou Yi began to tidy up the island countertop and cleaned all the things that had just been used. The originally messy island table quickly returned to order.
At this time, the plates in front of Zheng Pianqing and Sansan were also empty.
Zheng Pianqing felt a little sorry when she saw Zhou Yi working in the kitchen, so she thought about washing the dishes herself.
However, as soon as the idea came to her, Zhou Yi had already walked over and collected the things on the dining table with crisp movements.
"Let me wash it." Zheng Pianqing said to him.
"No need." Zhou Yi responded to her half-jokingly, "Your hands are for drawing."
After saying that, he took the plate and went to the sink to wash it. It was cleaned in less than five minutes.
The smell of brownies had begun to spread in the room. Sansan stood near the oven and looked inside, looking forward to what it would look like after it came out of the oven.
Zhou Yi reminded her habitually: "Baby, be careful, don't get too close."
Sansan nodded, "Okay!"
Zheng Pianqing stood not far away and watched their interaction. This time she no longer had the feeling of "her daughter was taken away" before. Instead, she really wanted to admit that Zhou Yi was very good to Sansan.
He is not a good boyfriend, nor a good partner, but he is a good father.
If he really can manage not to have children in the future, Sansan will be happier growing up with him by his side.
