The grandparents were embarrassed at first, but when they heard that Pippi wanted to help, they wanted to create opportunities for her and He Sheng, and agreed to prepare dinner for them.

"Okay, let's take care of the children, you prepare dinner, and call us if you need anything."

Pippi swaggered imposingly, "Don't worry, we can take care of it, you just sit and wait for dinner."

Then, she followed He Sheng to sort the ingredients and put them in the refrigerator for later use.

But when the ingredients were placed, Pippi suddenly had a problem.

"I don't know some of these dishes. Is this for Chinese food?"

"OK."

He Sheng only responded with a simple three words, and Pippi couldn't help beating his heart.

...

Starting to prepare dinner, He Sheng handed over the simplest task to Pippi.

"You just wash these, and I'll do it."

He Sheng pointed to the dishes that had been placed beside the sink, and then began to prepare the ingredients.

Pippi quickly completed the task assigned by He Sheng.

"He Sheng, I've finished washing."

She showed off the washed dishes to He Sheng with a showy face.

He Sheng looked at Pippi's results and smiled lightly, but at the same time, he didn't stop his hands. He is now processing the meat.

Pippi watched as He Sheng walked to the cutting board with a small basin of washed vegetables without saying a word.

"Why don't I help you cut everything first."

Pippi's words immediately caught He Sheng's attention.

"Can you, or not."

Pippi looked like the kind of person with average knife skills. If she accidentally cut her hand, it would be even more troublesome. It would be better to curb her behavior in advance.

"Just put it there, I'll cut it later."

Pippi spread his hands and looked at the children who were stacking blocks outside the kitchen.

"Then what do I do?"

The children were having a good time, so she didn't bother.

Therefore, it seems that the best place to go is to stay by He Sheng's side and help him make something.

"Let me cut it."

After Pippi finished speaking, he didn't care about He Sheng's response and started cutting directly.

After successfully cutting a tomato, she was extremely proud.

"He Sheng, you see that I sliced ??the tomatoes very thinly and evenly. Am I particularly talented?"

Pippi eagerly begged for praise, and He Sheng praised her as he wished.

"Well, it's very powerful. Then you cut the cucumber into strips, about the length of your little finger."

"OK."

Pippi happily agreed, and hastily picked up the knife again.

"Don't worry, I will definitely complete your task efficiently."

"No rush, no rush, safety first."

Looking at Pippi's posture, it didn't seem like he was about to chop vegetables, but like a medical student dissecting, it was scary.

And the tomatoes just now, according to He Sheng's original idea, were to be cut into large pieces, because he was going to stew a piece of beef, but when Pippi was cut into slices, it was easy to boil, and it needed to be added a lot to make it thicker soup.

So when Pippi cut cucumbers this time, he asked for strips.

He Sheng was cutting meat with another meat board, and he looked at Pippi distractedly from time to time, for fear that she might make a mistake.

But it seems to be okay so far. Although the cuts were made one after another, the result is still good.

Every time he watched Pippi speed up, He Sheng couldn't help reminding her to slow down.

"Pippi, two cuts are enough."

"Well, ok, I have half a root left and I'll cut it up. Hiss..."

Just as He Sheng looked away, a strange sound suddenly came from Pippi's end.