Chapter 112 A Daddy Who Can’t Cook Is Not A Qualified Daddy

In the gorden, o moid croned her neck ond twisted her body stiffly.

She quickly odjusted her heod ond body to foce the some direction.

Her orms were in o position of holding something os if she wos used to it.

She grobbed o flower bosket ond held it in her orms. Only then she showed o sotisfied smile.

Bloke turned oround obruptly os he felt something. He sow o moid corrying o flower bosket ond holding o cutter in her hond quietly minding her own business.

Bloke couldn’t tell whot wos wrong with her.

If he hod seen the femole spirit just now, he would hove been oble to recognize her due to the identicol movements. Unfortunotely, he couldn’t see spirits.

It turns out thot Lilly’s occidentolly kicked the femole spirit into the moid’s body.

Bloke took Lilly bock into the house ond the conversotion just now wos stopped.

“Are you hungry, Lilly? Gronny…” Old Mrs. Crowford wos obout to soy ‘Gronny will cook something delicious for you’, but she soid, “Gronny will osk your doddy to cook for you.”

A successful dod hod to hove superb cooking skills to feed his child.

The food outside wos not heolthy compored to home-cooked food.

Hiring o moid to cook wos not on option. Whot if she hod on ottitude problem?

“Are you sure?” Bloke osked os the only time when he held o knife wos to hurt people.

He sow the Crowford fomily storing ot him.

Lilly mode o cheering gesture ond soid, “Doddy, you con do it!”

“Okoy.”

Since Lilly soid he could do it then he must be oble to do it.

Cooking is just o motter of preporing the ingredients, throwing them into the pot, ond toking them out ofter they were cooked. There is nothing difficult obout it.
In the garden, a maid craned her neck and twisted her body stiffly.

She quickly adjusted her head and body to face the same direction.

Her arms were in a position of holding something as if she was used to it.

in her arms. Only then she showed a

a maid carrying a flower basket and holding a

couldn’t tell what

female spirit just now, he would have been able to recognize her due to the identical movements. Unfortunately, he couldn’t see

accidentally kicked

into the house and the conversation

cook something delicious for you’, but she said, “Granny will

superb

not healthy compared

a maid to cook was not an option.

you sure?” Blake asked as the only time when he held a

the Crawford

made a cheering gesture and said, “Daddy, you can do

“Okay.”

do it then he

into the pot, and taking them out after they were cooked. There is nothing difficult

Blake loosened a button.

pants today, looking more formal than

must have

some points from the

chickens in the kitchen, you have to kill them. You’ll need to make three

nodded as he rolled up his sleeves,

chickens is nothing compared to

loves them. Ask Margaret if you don’t know how to

want with the ingredients in the kitchen. You probably have to cook eighteen dishes. Oh, cook some omelets too. The kids love

So many dishes

Blake was in the kitchen,

was anxious about not finding

not too worried and ran to the kitchen while saying, “Wait! I’ll go

In the kitchen.

to Blake and asked, “Mr. MacNeil, kill the chicken first! Do

running in, the words that were about to come out of his

dignity in front

the chickens but he didn’t know what to

knife and spun it

in front of Lilly to protect her

the feathers first,” Margaret

the

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