Lin Mubai did not laugh at him this time. Instead, he bent down to help him find the celery, took one stem, and removed the leaves. After he finished, he looked up with a smile at the little guy in front of him: "Have you learned?"
"Yes, I've got it."
"Alright, you give it a try."
"Okay, thank you, Uncle Lin."
"No need to be polite. Just be nicer to your mom in the future. She cares for you a lot. No matter what mistakes you make, as long as you bravely admit them, she will forgive you."
"I understand, Uncle Mu Bai. I'll apologize to mom later during dinner. Later, could you get Uncle Lin's phone number for me, Uncle Mu Bai?"
"Sure."
During the following time, the big and small in the room cooperated with extreme harmony. Little Jia You, during this short dinner preparation, used his clever brain to almost memorize all the condiments in the kitchen and the vegetables bought tonight. He had a sudden idea: "Uncle Mu Bai, can you teach me how to cook?"
