After Yang Sinan took off his coat, he planned to go to the kitchen and cook some hot porridge for Anran so that she could eat it when she woke up.
Over the past few days, Anran had been taking care of him. She helped him wash his clothes, underwear, cook, coaxed him to sleep at night, and sent him to and from school.
Now that she was on her period, Yang Sinan felt that it was necessary to treat her sister better. He couldn't be angry at her, right?
However, at this moment, the system's voice sounded in his ears."Ding! The host hasn't checked in today. Do you want to check in now?”
Yang Sinan had almost forgotten about this, so he quickly nodded in his heart and said,"Sign in!"
"Ding! The registration is successful. Congratulations to the host for obtaining the reward: Divine Chef Halo."
"After wearing this halo, the host will obtain a superb understanding of the eight great dishes of Sichuan, Shandong, Guangdong, Huaiyang, and Fujian, Zhejiang, and Hunan.”
The Divine Chef Halo. Yang Sinan could roughly guess its specific function just from its name.
As a six-year-old boy, Yang Sinan was also a transmigrator. Other than accompanying her sister to livestream and develop her internet celebrity career, her own ability was also very important. Other than learning, there were also various skills such as blowing, playing, singing, and so on.
Cooking was naturally one of the essential life skills. There was a good saying that if one wanted to conquer a man's heart, one had to conquer a man's stomach first. Of course, it was the same for women.
Yang Sinan picked up Anran's phone and sat in front of the computer. He opened Baidu and searched for what dishes were suitable for girls to eat during their menstrual period.
"No way, Brother Chennan, why are you checking this? Do you know how to cook?”
"What? Brother Chennan, aren't you only six years old this year? You're only six years old and you already know how to cook? Really? I'm not well-educated. Don't lie to me.”
"When I was in the first grade of elementary school, my sister even fed me, let alone cook…"
Yang Sinan didn't pay attention to the comments in the live broadcast room. Instead, he was studying the recipe seriously. After about ten minutes, he was ready to start cooking.
She picked up her phone and went into the kitchen.
She opened the fridge and found almost everything inside. Anran had bought all of them in advance. She had wanted to make them for Yang Sinan tonight.
Yang Sinan put his phone aside and broadcasted the cooking of soup and steamed yellow croaker. He picked up the kitchen knife and sent the small yellow croaker to heaven without saying anything.
Although the content of the live broadcast was very boring and quiet, with only fish being killed to cook and soup being made, the popularity and popularity of the live broadcast room were very, very high!
After all, a six-year-old brat was personally cooking for his sister. How touching was that?
Many of the female viewers in the livestream almost burst into tears when they saw this scene.
Comparing his younger brother to his own brother, the difference was like that between a human and a pig.
You're all brats. Look at Brother Chennan and look at yourselves!
At 12:30 pm, An Ran, who had rested for two to three hours, finally stretched and woke up from her sleep.
Although his waist was still a little sore, it was not a big problem after resting.
As soon as she got out of bed, Anran looked around in confusion.""Eh, that's strange. Where did my phone go? I remember putting it here.”
Looking at the alarm clock on the bedside table in the bedroom, Anran's expression changed and she instantly panicked.""No way, it's already 12:30! Oh no, could Nannan still be waiting for me at the school gate?”
"It's over, it's over."
As soon as Anran got out of bed, she hurriedly put on her socks and shoes. Then, she was ready to go out and hail a taxi to pick him up from school.
In the end, he heard the sound of chopping coming from the kitchen.
Anran walked in to take a look. She didn't expect Yang Sinan to be standing on a small stool and then lying on the chopping board to cook.
Anran's face was filled with question marks."？？？
No way, Nannan could cook?!
What kind of treasure boy was this?
Even this?
Why did she not realize that he had such a trick up his sleeve after interacting with him for the past few days?
"Nannan, what are you doing?" After entering the kitchen, Anran asked the obvious.
Yang Sinan turned around and glanced at An Ran.""Sister, you're awake. Do you feel better? I made a bowl of ginger soup. It can help you relieve the pain during your period. Drink it while you can.”
Anran was confused again. Nannan, how do you even know this? You're only six years old, you're still a child!
Wasn't this too mature?
However, it had to be said that this little fellow was quite warm.
When he grew up, he would probably still be a little warm man.
"Sister, go to the living room and watch TV for a while. Dinner will be ready soon. I'll call you later.”
Anran obediently took her phone and went to the living room.
As soon as she sat down on the sofa in the living room, Anran asked,""What's going on?"
The fans and visitors in the live broadcast room all replied,"Sister Nuan, you didn't know just now, but Brother Nan treats you very well. As soon as I heard that you were on your period, I immediately went online to look up what kind of food girls should eat during their period, so I made it for you personally.”
"Sigh, Sister Nuan, aren't you too blessed to have such an obedient and good brother? Are you sure he's a naughty child?”
"Why is that brat at home always tearing down houses or causing destruction?”
"Don't tell me you have some misunderstanding about the words 'devilish child'?”
Although she didn't know what had happened, after listening to the fans in the live broadcast room's general explanation, Anran understood the general meaning.
Therefore, he was actually quite touched.
At least this little fellow had a conscience. His sister did not dote on him for nothing during this period of time.
An Ran felt warm and sweet in her heart. Wow, this feeling was simply too wonderful, and it was an indescribable kind of beauty.
After waiting for about ten minutes, Yang Sinan brought the dishes over.
Then, he said to Anran," Sister, I've made a few dishes. They're all helpful for your menstrual period. Try them first."”
"Alright," An Ran nodded.
Even though she thought that these dishes were definitely not very good, after all, they were made by a six-year-old child.
However, it was still this little fellow's good intentions. He couldn't possibly attack her, right?
Therefore, no matter how bad it tasted later, or even how hard it was to swallow, she would definitely care about Yang Sinan's feelings.
However, after taking a bite, Anran was shocked. No way, was this dish really made by Nannan? Are you sure you didn't bring it back from a five-star hotel?
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