Pei Ning's coquettish offensive was indeed effective, but the effect was limited to the period of completing homework.
As soon as the homework was over, Pei Shiyan took the opportunity to educate: "Let's finish the homework. Let's talk about your attitude towards the guests just now?"
Pei Ning was quite happy to have finished her homework. When she saw that Pei Shiyan was preparing to start Tang Monk, she covered her ears with her hands: "Don't listen, don't listen, daddy is reciting sutras!"
Pei Shiyan couldn't laugh or cry when he saw this evasive behavior. He gently stretched out his hand to pull down Pei Ning's hand that was covering her little ears, and asked softly.
"Then you have to tell dad why you were so good with sister Yingying before, but your attitude has changed so much recently when you came back?"
Pei Shiyan actually vaguely guessed the reason, but there was no evidence. After all, Lin Wangxue and Pei Ning were alone at that time.
Although five or six-year-old children already have certain judgment abilities of their own, they can easily be circumvented by adults, especially Lin Wangxue.
"There's no special reason, it's just that I heard..."
Pei Ning was a little shy. She was hesitant to say bad things about Ning Yingying, even though she had heard about it.
Not only Pei Shiyan, but Ning Yingying in the kitchen also stretched her ears. She was really curious about what kind of rhetoric Pei Ning heard.
It's a pity that Pei Ning's voice was still small after all, and Ning Yingying was chopping vegetables at the moment, so the knife she held accidentally rubbed against the meat.
"Hiss..." She made a painful sound. The sound was originally very weak, but Pei Shiyan, who had been secretly paying attention to the movements in the kitchen, heard it.
He had already learned about Lin Wangxue's malicious slander from Pei Ning, so he naturally let Pei Ning go free.
"You are such a big man, you can still cut your hand. Wash the wound first, and I will find a band-aid for you later."
Pei Shiyan strode forward. He grabbed Ning Yingying's hand and put it under the faucet to rinse it and apply finger pressure to stop the bleeding.
Fortunately, the wound was not deep, but the skin was damaged, so no tetanus shot was needed.
Pei Shiyan's movements were cautious and gentle, while Ning Yingying's heartbeat was a little accelerated. She was too familiar with Pei Shiyan's expression.
Just like when he was pregnant, he gave her a massage, making her feel loved and cherished.
Realizing that Ning Yingying's eyes were on his face, Pei Shiyan raised his eyes and saw her slightly absent-minded eyes.
"Does it hurt? What are you thinking about..." Pei Shiyan's tone was light, for fear of awakening Ning Yingying's rational side.
Such intimate behavior and distance can bring back memories of more than just Ning Yingying.
There was a glimmer of hope in Pei Shiyan's heart. Perhaps if such good development continued, remarriage would not be impossible.
"Daddy, Band-Aid." The atmosphere was indeed good, but it was broken quickly. Peining walked up to Ning Yingying with the Band-Aid in hand.
Although her feelings for Ning Yingying were complicated after all, she was still kind-hearted in the end and didn't want anyone to get hurt.
This milky voice suddenly pulled Ning Yingying back from the memories of the past.
She didn't dare to look into Pei Shiyan's eyes, so she simply cast her gaze on Pei Ning.
"Thank you, Ningning."
Ning Yingying smiled softly and peacefully, but Pei Ning felt a little embarrassed. She turned slightly red at the base of her ears and turned away, still mumbling.
"Stupid, if I had known that I would be like this now, you might as well have come to help me with my homework..."
This time it was Ning Yingying's turn to be embarrassed, she cut herself without even thinking about she wanted to eat Chinese food when she was abroad, she always cooked it herself, and she had already developed her cooking skills.
"Ning Ning just talks about being unforgiving, but in fact she doesn't mean any harm. If you hurt your hand, leave it to me..."
Pei Shiyan helped Pei Ning explain a few words, while he took Ning Yingying's hand and put the band-aid on it.
"Well... the ingredients are basically ready. Here we are making soup. Let's start with the ribs..."
Ning Yingying's eyes averted for a moment. After the bandage was completed, she withdrew her finger, and the topic turned to dinner.
When she was raising children in the Pei family, servants were the ones doing the cooking. Ning Yingying really had questions about Pei Shiyan's cooking skills.
"I still have basic cooking skills. You can direct me and I'll do the cooking."
Pei Shiyan washed his hands and continued the work that Ning Yingying had not finished before. What he did not say was that he was responsible for Pei Ning's nutritional meals and baby food for a long time.
He didn't say anything because he didn't want to give her the impression of asking for credit.
Ning Yingying, on the other hand, changed from calmly commanding to being amazed by Pei Shiyan's swordsmanship. This neat action swordsmanship did not look like a young master who had no fingers in the spring water.
"Stir-fry over low heat, simmer for a while and then remove from the pot..."
Ning Yingying felt guilty as she directed her. Although she thought her cooking skills had been greatly improved abroad.
But in terms of aesthetics, it is definitely not as good as Pei Shiyan. Instead of cooking, it has the aesthetic feeling of watching a food show.
"Okay, the rest is about setting up the dishes, right? Could you please call Ning Ning? The child is either back in the room on the second floor playing or out in the garden..."
Ning Yingying's gaze made Pei Shiyan couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.
Originally this kind of politeness was appropriate and had a sense of proportion, but after Ning Yingying was a little moved, such words seemed a bit harsh.
She felt a little gamble in her heart, turned around and left the kitchen. Pei Shiyan's guess was wrong.
Pei Ning happened to be on the sofa at the moment, but he had fallen asleep, and the cartoon was still playing on the projection screen.
"It's easy to catch a cold when you sleep on the sofa. Ning Ning, it's time to eat..." Ning Yingying glanced around the sofa and found no blanket.
Sure enough, the man was still a little less attentive and considerate when raising the baby. She knelt down and gently called Peining's name.
And Peining was indeed awakened by this gentle voice, and she opened her eyes drowsily.
When she saw Ning Yingying's gentle face, she subconsciously said: "Mom..."
Even though she could tell she was sleepy just by looking at her expression, Ning Yingying's eyes could not stop being happy.
Although she didn't dare to answer, it would be a good thing as long as the relationship between the two people could be eased.
Pei Ning woke up quickly. She looked at Ning Yingying's happy face and curled her lips. She was really hopeless.
Could such an easy-to-coax woman really be the kind of mercenary woman that Lin Wangxue said?
Pei Ning had doubts in his heart, and his eyes subconsciously fell on Ning Yingying from time to time while eating.