"You're making it?"
Tang Luo's eyes were filled with doubt, and his tone was full of hesitation: "Can you really do it? The masters in the shops are professionals, and their snacks have been tested by the market. You're just a housewife, if you mess it up, there's nowhere for me to run!"
Seeing her husband's distrustful expression, Yun Xiu was so angry that her teeth were itching. If she wasn't holding their daughter, she would have bitten this insensitive idiot's hand.
After all these years, there's been no progress!
"What do you know? Making food is all about putting your heart into it. Those masters who only think about selling out can't make anything good! I'll make a few pieces, and you'll see when you compare them to the ones from the shop!"
If not for the child in her arms, Yun Xiu would have rolled up her sleeves to show Tang Luo what she's got, not to mention who took care of him when he was bedridden.
As expected, men are all heartless, forgetful bastards!
