Dr. Jiang's Daily Adversities

“Do you want to go back and wait for me?”

Hearing his father’s words, the little boy immediately shook his head.

“No, I want to stay here with Daddy.”

His words were rather dignified as he stared intently at the pot.

The corners of Mo Boyuan’s mouth twitched slightly.

“Up to you.”

After saying that, he open the packaging of the noodles. He took out two bowls from the cupboard next and washed them. Then, he sprinkled the remaining chopped green onion into the bowls. As to ginger, garlic, and coriander, Mo Boyuan had liked them.

Of course, he didn’t mind if there were small amounts of them in cooked dishes.

The little boy kept staring at the pot.

“Dad, it is smoking.”

Mo Boyuan removed the lid. The color of the shrimps in the pot had changed.

“It’s not done yet.”

They should be cooked for fifteen minutes. It had only been less than ten minutes. It was still early.

The little guy stretched out his neck and sniffed. He could vaguely smell the shrimps and licked his lips.

“Dad, I’m so hungry,” he whispered.

Mo Boyuan nodded.

“Wait a little longer.”

Otherwise, what else could he do?

He couldn’t just conjure food out of thin air, right?

The little boy touched his stomach and looked at the pot with longing.

Mo Boyuan stirred the pot with his chopsticks and took out a bowl and a plate from the cupboard. He rinsed them and placed them next to the pot.

He checked the time and realized that it was almost time.

After turning off the heat, he used his chopsticks to take out the shrimps one by one and put them on the plate.

Although there were only about ten of them, they were not small in size. They filled the big plate.

Seeing that, the little boy moved forward excitedly.

“Daddy, can I eat?”

He kept swallowing his saliva.

“Don’t get so close. Move back!”

Bad daddy, so fierce!

The boy retreated to his original position with a sulky expression.

Despite his fierceness, this was the most natural reaction of a father.

For children, especially children of a few years old, the kitchen was not a safe place.

Mo Boyuan knew how hot the hot the shrimps were right out of the pot. And the brat had actually moved so close. What if he accidentally knocked over the pot?

What if half of the pot of boiling water was knocked over?

Adults could dodge it, but what about children?

Many children were sent into the hospital every day with burns. No one could remain calm when they saw those children with severe burns. Let alone women, even men would cry when they saw it.

Even though he didn’t like to show his love for his son, he couldn’t bear to see the boy get hurt like that!

“Stand there and don’t move. If you move, you can’t eat,” he threatened.

The little boy’s stomach was growling with hunger.

“I got it, Dad. I won’t move.”

“Okay.”

A hint of gentleness flashed in his eyes.

He turned on the heat again and put the noodles into the water.

Cooking noodles did not take much time. They were done in a few minutes.

“Dad?”

“Be patient. It’s almost done.”

The little boy finally shut his mouth.

Mo Boyuan handed the cooled shrimps to the little boy.

“Bring it over.”

It’s always good to train the boy to do things within his abilities.

“Okay, dad, don’t worry. I will be very, very careful,” the boy promised solemnly.

After all, if he dropped the plate, there would be nothing to eat.