Han Xiao, "..."

Okay, really reluctant.

Seeing the triumphant look in Su Shengjing's delivery, Han Xiao gritted his teeth fiercely, but was helpless. If you don't have a daughter to honor yourself, the son will do as well, so he called Han Siye.

Originally, Han Siye was helping to cut green onions, **** and garlic in the yard. He had never done anything like this before. His movements were very clumsy, and Xiao Wei was teasing him, and his mood was not very good. Suddenly, Han Xiao called him over, his face was not so good-looking, "Are you doing anything?"

"Smelly boy! Can't I find you if I have nothing to do?" Han Xiao stared.

Han Siye wanted to turn around and left, continuing to compete with Cong Jiang Suan, but seeing Su Jiu present, he patiently said, "I'm very busy."

"The preparation of dinner is also done by Xiao Wei. What can you do? I said, Xiaojiu just said that he would cook a dish for her father. What about you, do you want to make a dish for your father and me? I raised you so big, you haven't cooked for me yet."

"I won't." Han Siye was straightforward.

"You...you are not to be taught!" Han Xiao gritted his teeth, and he could imagine how many netizens would dislike his unused son if the show was not edited and broadcast like this.

Saying that he is such a big person, he can't even cook, and it is estimated that he will dote on his son. In short, there will be bad remarks.

Although he dislikes his son on weekdays, he is his own father, so he doesn't want to dislike his own son when he closes the door. So he turned his head and said to the cameraman on the side: "Tell the director, please, cut this paragraph out."

Facing a big star like Han Xiao, the cameraman of course couldn't say a word, and quickly nodded, "Good Teacher Han, I will tell the director."

Han Siye was slightly startled.

What's the matter, his dad thought he wouldn't be too embarrassed to cook, so he wouldn't let it broadcast?

Han Siye didn't care about it himself, and said to the photographer: "No need to cut, I really can't cook, just learn, it's no big deal."

He said it lightly, and Han Xiao raised his eyebrows, "Really? Your kid is pretty crazy. That's fine, you can cook me a dish, and now you learn to sell it."

Su Jiu interjected, "Yes, yes, Han Siye, your father wants to eat the food you made for him, so please agree to it?"

"..." Han Siye's lips moved.

He didn't intend to refuse, and even the little wine spoke up, what reason does he have to refuse?

"Okay. But don't rely on me for not doing well."

Han Xiao nodded vigorously with a tragic expression, "Don't worry, you won't be disappointed if you don't hold on to hope."

Han Siye, "..."

The barrage couldn't laugh, and it was really interesting that the two father and son exchanged each other on a daily basis. Don't look at Han Siye's careless and defiant...No, he has a small wine in his eyes, he should be careless and uncomfortable, his temper seems not very good, but he has a sense of variety inexplicably, every time he records variety shows , He is always the one that attracts the most attention.

If there is no Su Jiu father and daughter in this show, then Han Siye is definitely a well-deserved C position.

Watching him return to the yard, holding a kitchen knife and continuing to make scallion, **** and garlic, the audience is increasingly expecting what he will do for Han Xiao.

Eighty percent are dark dishes.

After finally cutting the green onion, **** and garlic, because the phone was confiscated by the program team as usual, Han Siye could only cook what he wanted in his head. After thinking about it, he didn’t think of anything he could do, so he could only turn his head and watch. Xiao Wei, who is skillfully handling the plump river fish by the side, said, "Hey, what kind of dish is the easiest to cook?"

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