Lin Feng patted her on the head, then spoke politely and gently to the two aunts.
"You two aunts, don't bother getting serious with Zhang Yuxi."
"She's actually even worse than this at home."
"Today is already considered pretty good. I'm grateful she didn't manage to get you hurt or anything."
These words were clearly saying that Zhang Yuxi's cooking skills were awful.
She had just been feeling comforted by Lin Feng, but the moment she heard what he said, she immediately started thumping his chest with her little fists.
She couldn't help complaining, "How can you talk about me like that? What do you mean I'm even worse at home? I am not! It's just that the appliances at home aren't the same as the ones here at Grandpa's, so I'm not used to them, that's all."
"That's why I almost blew up the kitchen. How can you say that about me? I'll go back and cook a meal right now, and I definitely won't recreate that apocalyptic scene in the kitchen ever again."
