Zerg: The female warrior's male master is acting strangely!

In the backyard, Manjushri assembled the barbecue grill by himself and then put the charcoal in.

001 placed the seasonings on the stone platform next to the grill, with oil bottles, sauces, brushes, and small dishes arranged neatly, like a street vendor.

At this moment, Heroi rushed out of the house after changing into clean clothes and saw her father squatting in front of the grill, using a lighter to ignite the charcoal.

Gradually, wisps of smoke rose from the gaps in the iron mesh, the flames leaped higher, and a wave of heat swept over him, causing a thin layer of sweat to quickly form on Manjushri's forehead.

Heroie excitedly took a step forward and then jumped onto her father's back.

His little paws skillfully wrapped around his father's neck, his body pressed firmly against his broad back, his chin resting on his father's shoulder, his voice carrying a hint of affected accusation: "Why didn't you wait for me, Father?"

Manjushri was startled by his sudden jump, but quickly regained his balance.

He turned his head and nuzzled the little boy's head, a smile on his face: "It's not baked yet, is it? And I just lit the fire, okay?"

"That way, when Yi Yi comes over after her shower, we can grill the fish together!"

Heroy glanced at the two large fish on the stone platform next to her, which had been cleaned by 001. The scales had been completely removed, the belly had been emptied, and several beautiful cuts had been made on each side of the fish. Now they were lying neatly on the plate.

He turned to look at his father again, and seeing his face slightly reddened by the charcoal fire, he reached out his little hand without hesitation and took the initiative to wipe the fine sweat from his father's forehead.

Manjushri paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Thank you, Yi Yi!"

Heroie withdrew her hand, adopting a 'serious adult insect' demeanor, and proudly said with her head held high, "You're welcome!"

By now, the charcoal fire had almost burned out, and the bottom of the grill was covered with glowing red charcoal, while the wire mesh was slightly hot from the heat.

Manjushri nudged the little pendant on his back with his elbow: "Alright, alright, Yi Yi, come down quickly, let's put the fish on and start grilling."

"Uh-huh!"

Holoi jumped nimbly off his back, landing in front of the grill with a powerful leap. He eagerly grabbed a brush: "Let me do the oiling!"

"Okay," Manjushri said as he placed the fish on the grill, "but wait until it's dry before brushing it."

"I know!"

However, when she first grilled fish, Herroy clearly didn't understand this principle.

But he was very obedient to his father, so when he wanted the water on the surface of the fish to evaporate quickly, he puffed out his cheeks and blew hard!

Just then, a gust of wind blew by, and the charcoal ash instantly flew up and covered his face.

At that time, Manjushri witnessed the entire process of his baby transforming from a "fair-skinned and tender little cutie" into a "dirty, dirty little thing" in an instant, and he laughed so hard that he almost burst into tears!

That was also the first time in the life of the Heroiyi insect that it lost its temper.

Because in his limited understanding, he only comprehended one principle: since his father had come to like him, he could no longer laugh at him or treat him badly as before.

So he angrily turned his dirty face away and refused to turn back no matter how his father tried to coax him.

When Wenshu saw that the little one was really angry, he hugged him and apologized for the whole afternoon, making promises and vows, and repeatedly promising that he would never make fun of Yiyi again. Only then did he manage to calm him down.

From that day on, in order to prevent his father from laughing at him again, Holoii became smarter!

He started imitating his father, doing whatever his father did, so that even if something embarrassing happened, he wouldn't be the only one who would be ashamed!

"La la ...

While humming a cheerful little tune from the cartoon, Heroy rubbed oil onto the fish with a small brush.

The sesame oil was drizzled onto the slightly dried fish skin, making a sizzling sound and releasing a wonderful aroma.

Seeing that the little one was scrubbing so enthusiastically that the oil on the fish skin was almost dripping into streams, Manjushri couldn't help but speak up to stop him: "Alright, alright, you can scrub later."

He took the brush from the boy's hand and put it back in the oil bowl, then wiped the oil off his hands with a tissue before retreating to the recliner next to him and sitting down.

Seeing that her father had rested, Holoiyi turned around and ran to the big tree again. She scurried up like a little squirrel and started sharpening her claws again.

As he sharpened his claws, he would occasionally glance down at the grill to check how the fish was cooking.

After pausing for a while, he jumped down from the tree, ran to the grill, flipped the fish over with a small spatula, and brushed it with another layer of oil.

The golden fish skin sizzled and bubbled on the charcoal fire, its edges curling up slightly, releasing a fragrant aroma.

Holoi admired her masterpiece with satisfaction, then climbed back up the tree, sharpening her claws even more vigorously this time, her little tail swishing behind her like a windmill.

After a while, the aroma of grilled fish became so strong that it filled the air, making my mouth water.

Holoi took a deep sniff from the tree, then excitedly jumped down and ran to the grill to brush the fish with sauce.

His father had taught him to wait until the fish was golden brown on both sides and bubbling with oil before brushing on the sauce, so that the flavor could penetrate.

He carefully followed the steps for grilling fish, brushing on the sauce and sprinkling on a little bit of salt powder, completing the process in one smooth motion.

And the aroma is even stronger!

Standing in front of the grill, seeing the fish was almost done, he looked up, eager to call his father over to eat, but when he turned around, he found his father already asleep in the recliner...