Feast for Shengsheng

Chapter 944 So what did all that she did just now amount to?

Song Yili was finally satisfied.

Shen Feng didn't say anything.

He has missed a lot of work because of his hospitalization.

With the Shen family's affairs now completely concluded, Shen Feng needs to clean up the mess.

It's impossible to leave all these tasks to Zhou Yi.

And the final transfer of the Shen family's assets.

So Shen Feng leaned back on the sofa and dealt with work matters.

Time passed by minute by minute.

When Shen Feng looked at the computer, it was already 7 p.m.

Three hours had passed since Song Yili went to the kitchen.

What kind of dinner requires three hours to prepare?

Shen Feng frowned, then stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

My aunt is the type who leaves early and returns late.

Because it wasn't a villa, neither Shen Feng nor Song Yili liked having another person in the house.

The auntie has already left by now.

Shen Feng walked into the kitchen and heard all sorts of strange noises coming from inside.

He glanced at it, then looked helpless.

The once clean and tidy kitchen is now a mess.

Song Yili was cooking, and she was in a flurry of activity.

There were quite a few somewhat disheveled dishes in the trash can.

Shen Feng probably guessed it too; it was a failed work.

He sighed and walked towards Song Yili's direction.

Song Yili was so engrossed in fighting the fish that she completely missed Shen Feng's arrival.

Shen Feng is from B City. He doesn't like fish with scallion oil, but prefers braised fish with strong flavors.

Therefore, it needs to be pan-fried before braising.

Clearly, the first step had already put Song Yili in a difficult position.

All the ingredients were prepared by the aunt before she left.

Over the past year, although Song Yili has been taking care of herself, all she can do is simple stir-fries and noodles.

Instead of such a complicated dish.

"I'll do it," Shen Feng's deep, magnetic voice came through.

Song Yili was genuinely startled by Shen Feng's sudden appearance.

"You need to heat the pan before adding oil, otherwise it will stick to the pan," Shen Feng explained.

Shen Feng naturally took the things from Song Yili's hands.

Heat the pan, then pour in the oil.

"The oil temperature shouldn't be too high, it's hard to control," Shen Feng continued.

Then Song Yili watched as Shen Feng put the fish down. Compared to her own frantic efforts, Shen Feng's success was incredibly smooth.

So what did all that she did just now amount to?

Is she stupid?

Moreover, Shen Feng's speed has increased significantly.

"Once it's fixed like this, you can flip it over and the fish won't fall apart," Shen Feng explained as he demonstrated.

Watching Shen Feng cook was like watching a magic trick.

Song Yili hadn't actually watched it at all before; she was just waiting to eat.

Shen Feng worked with effortless skill; what she couldn't finish in three hours, Shen Feng completed in half an hour.

Not only that, even the soup was cooked in a pressure cooker.

Song Yili was truly dumbfounded.

"How did you do it so fast?" Song Yili couldn't help but ask Shen Feng.

"Practice makes perfect," Shen Feng replied.

While in the orphanage, Shen Feng had to learn to do many things.

Later, when taking care of Song Yili, he did the same.

When Shen Feng brought out all the food, she belatedly realized that Shen Feng was still recovering from an illness.

"No, you're injured, so these things are to be expected." Song Yili said somewhat embarrassedly.

“I’m not as fragile as you think. It’s not like I can’t do anything. Besides, cooking isn’t hard work,” Shen Feng smiled.

Song Yili couldn't refute it either.

She always felt that she was the one causing trouble for Shen Feng.

"Let's go eat first. Leave the food there; Auntie will clean it up when she comes tomorrow," Shen Feng said to Song Yili with a smile.

Song Yili responded with an "oh," and passively followed Shen Feng's lead: "Shen Feng, have I caused you any trouble?"

“Nonsense, you’ll never be a problem for me,” Shen Feng said quietly.

Song Yili responded with an "oh".

In the end, it was her turn to take care of Shen Feng, and then Shen Feng took care of himself.

Song Yili felt extremely guilty.

But feeling guilty seems to have become a habit.

As long as the aunt is not around, Shen Feng cooks the meals.

The auntie will prepare breakfast when she arrives.

Shen Feng rested at home for ten days and is now basically fine.

Song Yili has also entered her 21st week.

Shen Feng personally accompanied her to the prenatal check-up that had been delayed.

"Are you going to drive yourself?" Song Yili frowned.

“I don’t have any problems, do I?” Shen Feng smiled.

"You're supposed to have a follow-up check-up today too," Song Yili snorted.

Shen Feng didn't say anything, took Song Yili's hand, and left the apartment discreetly.

He drove to the hospital.

Song Yili insisted on waiting until Shen Feng finished his follow-up examination before going for her own prenatal checkup.

Shen Feng couldn't go against Song Yili's wishes.

When he went in to check, Song Yili followed him in.

She was nervous, uncontrollably nervous.

Fortunately, the doctor said Shen Feng is recovering very well.

Song Yili finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you relieved now?" Shen Feng chuckled softly, pinching Song Yili's nose.

Song Yili said "Oh," and nodded: "I'm relieved. But you can't start working right away!"

It refers to going to work at the company.

Shen Feng laughed: "I've been away for too long, and Zhou Yi has been keeping an eye on things for me. If I don't go back soon, Zhou Yi will cause trouble. But I promise I won't overwork myself."

He paused for a moment, then said, "If you're worried, you can come to work with me."

"I don't want to!" Song Yili said angrily.

Those who didn't know better would think she was spying on Shen Feng.

Shen Feng just smiled and didn't say anything.

Then Shen Feng took Song Yili for a prenatal checkup.

The many unexpected events that had occurred before left Song Yili with no desire to know whether the baby in her womb was a boy or a girl.

Even prenatal checkups were neglected.

As long as the doctor said there was no problem, Song Yili didn't ask a single extra question.

Very perfunctory.

Now Shen Feng was beside him, holding Song Yili's hand, watching the little figures jumping on the screen.

Although the images are in black and white, the sound of the little train still evokes a strange sense of emotion.

"The child is very healthy." After the examination, the doctor put down the instruments and looked at the two of them with a smile.

The computer is printing photos.

Once it was printed, the doctor handed it to Shen Feng.

"It's a boy." Incidentally, the gender of the child was also told to Shen Feng.

Shen Feng remained calm and composed.

Whether it's a boy or a girl, it's all the same to Shen Feng.

But Song Yili was a little unhappy when she heard this.

Because she likes girls.

She had thought about it many times: shopping for clothes, going shopping, and traveling with her daughter.

Even when she was pregnant, she checked her pregnancy results and believed she was carrying a girl.

However, the current outcome left Song Yili somewhat disappointed.

However, she didn't show it in front of the doctor.

"Come back for your next prenatal checkup at 24 weeks. The doctor has already scheduled the next appointment," the doctor said crisply.

"Thank you," Shen Feng said.

Shen Feng then carefully wiped the coupling gel off Song Yili's body before leaving with her.

However, Shen Feng could clearly see Song Yili's displeasure.

He looked down: "What's wrong? You seem so unhappy?"