Transmigrated Into the Vicious Stepmother in a Historical Novel - Chapter 218

Basically, whenever they got home, they would look for their mother and seldom for their father. So that one time, Lu Yi volunteered to cook and decided to challenge himself to make pancakes.

At first, their mother wanted to help him, but Lu Yi refused.

He insisted on doing it himself, claiming that he had watched his mother cook so many times that he could handle it on his own.

So Lu Yi felt very confident.

Even without Shen Qin’s help, Lu Yi believed he could manage. However, while his eyes had learned, his hands had not.

When Lu Yi finished his first attempt, the pancakes were either undercooked or burnt to a crisp. Each one worse than the last.

They looked so unappetizing that even he himself wouldn’t eat them. When he finally showed the results to Lu Chen, the pancakes were completely charred, and some even contained strange, unidentifiable bits.

Because he had made the dough and filling himself, and the dough wasn’t great, Lu Chen ended up using the pancakes to smash stone and broke the stone apart.

After that disastrous attempt, they never let Lu Yi cook again.

They were genuinely afraid that he might set the kitchen on fire.

“Yes, yes, yes! I remember. At that time, dad said he could cook by himself, so he wouldn’t let us help and ended up sulking with mom.

We just stood by waiting for him to finish. When he finally did, the pancakes were extremely hard and ugly. They were so tough and hideous that they could be used to hammer nails!”

Thinking about Lu Yi’s foolish antics made the children burst into laughter. They clapped their hands.

At that time, Lu Yi really loved them and adored their mother.

When he was with them, he was always clumsy and the filling he made was hardly edible.

“Even if the final product was not great hard, couldn’t he still cut the filling and the dough okay?”

Lu Chen shook his head and explained to Sheng Fei.

“Let me tell you, when dad was kneading the dough, it kept going from soft to hard. Mom wanted to help, but dad insisted on doing it alone. When it became too soft or too hard, he couldn’t knead it into a ball and ended up adding way too much water.

This, in the end, he wasted a lot of flour. As for the filling, it was made from pork he bought himself without really knowing how to pick it.

Some of the pork still had hair on it, and there was dirt in the vegetables. The filling was in such bad shape. It’s not surprising that it would not taste good, right?

None of us dared to eat it, not even dad. In the end, it was mom who bravely volunteered to eat it. Afterward, she had to go to the clinic and get IV fluids for two days.”

Lu Chen was articulate and had a great memory.

Hearing his vivid description made Sheng Fei laugh out loud.

She didn’t expect Lu Yi to have such moments. It truly surprised her.

But thinking it over, it made sense. Lu Yi had never really cooked before, so how could he learn just by watching a few times? His results were entirely predictable.