"Then come over and help me stir-fry the vegetables. Just use the spatula to push a few times. It's very simple."
"Here it comes." Cleveland took the wooden spatula from Helena's hand and stirred the contents of the pot twice with unnatural movements, causing Helena to look at him sideways.
Helena was so anxious that she could only start cooking and helped Cleveland fry it twice. "You can't even do such a simple thing. Hurry up! It's too late!"
Cleveland came back to his senses from the disappearing warm touch on the back of his hand, and hurriedly started to stir-fry as instructed. Helena took a look and was very satisfied. "Yes, put it on the plate when the water is almost dry. I'll try the porridge."
Cleveland obediently drained the soup in the pot, then easily picked up the pot and steadily swept the dishes into the plate, then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing Helena standing in front of the pot motionless, she wanted to help, so she walked over.
At this time, Helena was using a small porcelain spoon to scoop up some seafood porridge, blowing gently on it. When it was not so hot anymore, she took a small sip from the edge of the spoon, paused for two seconds, and then began to add seasoning.
Seeing Cleveland coming behind her, Helena did not hesitate to stir the food with a spoon for a while and then handed it to Cleveland. "I'm running out of time. I still have to put these things on the plate. Taste it again. If it's bland, add some salt."
Just a little at a time.”
Before Cleveland could say anything, Helena left him behind. Looking at her busy figure, Cleveland was silent for a while, then lowered his head and stared at the small ivory porcelain spoon in his hand.
"I think... I used it just now?"
"...Should I change the spoon? It feels weird to do something that I know is wrong..."
"What are you doing? Have you tasted it yet? There are only ten minutes left!"
Cleveland was startled and quickly put the empty spoon into her mouth. After a long pause without tasting anything, she realized something was wrong. But if she took another spoon under Helena's glare... she would definitely be criticized.
?
So Cleveland had to bite the bullet and pretend that it tasted bland. He added some salt to the seafood porridge, stirred it for a while, and tasted it again with a red face.
"...It's salty."
"Is it done? Are they coming soon? I don't know what Yixian is doing. She didn't even tell me, which made me so anxious..."
"Well, that's all right."
"Then prepare them. The bowls are in the cabinet on the left. One bowl for each person. Do you know how many people there are?"
Cleveland nodded and pretended to be calm and began to scoop the seafood porridge.
The kitchen suddenly became quiet. Cleveland was distributing breakfast silently. Suddenly, he heard Helena ask her, "Why are you here so early?"
"Huh?" Cleveland was stunned for a moment, then told the truth, "Ah... I wanted to learn cooking from Yixian. She told me to come over this morning."
Helena was stunned. Before she could figure out what was going on, Cleveland's question disrupted her thoughts, "Then why did Helena come so early?"
"I...ahem...I'm here to make breakfast for Susu."
"I see..." Cleveland paused for a moment, "Do you like braised spareribs?"
Helena didn't understand what Cleveland meant, so she asked, "What?"
Cleveland asked again, "Do you like braised spareribs?"
"Uh... it's ok, what's wrong?"
Cleveland nodded. “That’s what I came here to learn.”
Helena was stunned for a moment, and it took her a few seconds to realize what was going on. She muttered a little embarrassedly, "Why are you suddenly learning this..."
Cleveland answered as a matter of course, "I'll make it for you."
"Give it to me? Don't you want to learn what Montpellier likes to eat first?"
"Ah... because I feel like you haven't been in a good mood these days..." Cleveland loaded a lot of bowls of seafood porridge into the cart, "And I don't know what Montpellier likes to eat, it should be similar to me, right?
Helena didn't know why, but she felt a little happy after hearing this, but she secretly condemned herself for being narrow-minded, so she said righteously: "You should care more about your sister. What sister doesn't know...
What does your sister like to eat?"
Cleveland was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "You're right, I'll go back and ask her, after I learn how to make braised spareribs, I'll learn the dishes she likes."
Helena pursed her lips, but couldn't help but smiled secretly. Then she quickly restrained her expression and cleared her throat, "Ahem... It's almost too late, let's push out the breakfast - Ah, Susu? Yixian? How long have you been here?"
Su Xin, who had been looking through the kitchen window for a long time, looked back and forth at Helena and Cleveland with a look of enlightenment, "Well...it started from when Daddy Ke added water, right?"
"Then why don't you come in and help? Oh... I forgot, it's better if you don't come in."
Su Xin raised her eyebrows, indicating that she was offended. Yi Xian tried to smooth things over: "Okay, okay, thank you for your hard work. Let's eat first, shall we?"
Pinghai: "Well, sister, this bun is delicious!"
Ninghai: "If Pinghai likes it, eat more."
Changdao: "Who made the fried tomato and eggs? Why does it feel a bit fuzzy..."
Helena coughed and said nothing.
Phoenix: "This porridge tastes pretty good, but it's a little salty... Who made it?"
Cleveland remembered the small porcelain spoon and suddenly choked himself. Under everyone's puzzled gaze, he coughed and his face turned red.
Chapter 293 My Parents’ Romance 3
After that super rushed breakfast incident, Helena discovered that Cleveland did come to the kitchen to find Yixian at a fixed time every day, mainly to learn how to make braised spareribs.
To be honest, when Cleveland asked her if she liked braised pork ribs that day, Helena was just saying it casually and she couldn't say that she particularly liked it, but Cleveland was really taking it seriously to learn how to cook this dish.
This brought great comfort to Helena, and relieved her slight dissatisfaction caused by a certain ship girl who was called "Third Uncle" by the young commander.
When she saw from the window that Cleveland was nervously moving a wooden spatula towards the pot with splattering hot oil, she was happily relieved and relaxed her requirements for Cleveland.
Although Helena felt a little confused that it took several days to learn how to make such a simple dish, she felt very happy when she thought that all this was done for her.
She liked Cleveland so much that Montpelier became much more lovely in her eyes.
To be honest, Montpellier is just a younger sister who admires her sister and is a little clingy. Helena didn't understand why she was so anxious some time ago. Fortunately, nothing went wrong, otherwise it would be embarrassing.
Helena was in a happy mood due to her good mood in recent days. She was humming something softly while sorting documents as a secretary.
This made the little commander, who had suffered a lot from the scumbag maid, wonder if his sister Helena was about to get married, which was why she was so happy.
But Su Xin didn't dare to ask. After all, according to what was said in the TV series, this situation was probably just a matter of time before it could be resolved.
The young commander didn't quite understand and didn't dare to be the one to poke the window paper. If she messed things up by mistake, it would be a big sin.
Therefore, she could only watch from the side, using a very awkward disguise, which was almost equivalent to staring at him openly.
In order to avoid being noticed by Helena, the omnipotent maid had to spend some time covering for the little commander. Although this could make her day's maid work more fulfilling, it was still too obvious to always hang around between the two of them.
"Sheffield?" Helena didn't notice the little conductor behind the scumbag maid who suddenly lowered her head and pretended to sign. She looked at the maid who was always walking around in front of her and asked, "Well... Is there any problem here?"
"No problem, Miss Helena."
"...Then why are you always walking around?"
Sheffield glanced at the little commander who was busy flipping through documents, "...I am looking for pests in the room that have not been cleaned up, so as not to disturb the master and your work."
Su Xin was almost tired of hearing these two words. She rubbed her ears indifferently and pretended not to hear them. Only Helena believed it and even took out a bottle of insecticide and handed it to Sheffield.
"Use this? It seems to be quite useful."
Su Xin was very curious. She looked up and took a look. She found that the can of insecticide looked strangely familiar, but she couldn't say where she had seen it before.
"Insecticide? Although I always prefer to use hot weapons to solve problems, since it is your kindness, I will accept it."
Helena waved her hand at Sheffield, "Don't thank me, it was actually given to me by Amagi. It seemed that it was... confiscated, right? It's a big box, but there are only two bottles left that can be used."
Su Xin looked at the cockroach with its belly facing up and the familiar skull logo on the can, and finally remembered where this can of insecticide came from.
Sheffield didn't care much about it. She didn't need this kind of thing anyway. It didn't smell good and it had some effect on the body. She still preferred to use hot weapons, which at least wouldn't hurt her body.
"Ah...it's time." Helena glanced at the time on her phone, sorted the files, and said goodbye. "Well...I'll leave first then?"
Su Xin nodded as if nothing had happened. After Helena left the room, she sighed in a mature manner, "Ah... Actually, it's not hard to tell..."
Sheffield certainly knew what her young master was referring to. Although it was a little subtle for a wooden man to say this, as a maid, it was a necessary quality not to question her master's words.
"You are right, Master. It would be better if you could have a little self-awareness."
"Huh? What's wrong with me?"
"Nothing." Sheffield walked forward slowly, gently kneading Su Xin's shoulders, and before she could shrink her neck to avoid him, he changed the subject first, "Let's deal with the documents first, Master, otherwise we will miss the daily deadline.
This is a good show for the second time. "
Su Xin was stunned for a moment, then thought about it and realized it was true, so she let Sheffield gently massage her shoulders and began to review the documents quickly with a pen.
Sheffield looked at the little conductor's delicate neck and casual ponytail, lost in thought for a moment, then controlled his strength to make the sensitive little conductor less disgusted, so that her maid work could continue a little longer.
"Hmm... the heat is well controlled. The next step is seasoning."
"Okay." Cleveland carefully added the seasoning to the pot, stirred it evenly, and then dipped a little with chopsticks to taste it. "It seems okay."
Yixian gave some guidance from the side: "Well, then you don't need to add more. When the juice is collected, the taste will become richer."
Cleveland nodded, turned down the heat, and let the ribs simmer for a while. He then stared at the slightly boiling juice inside through the lid covered with water droplets.
Yixian laughed, "Don't be so nervous, it's almost done."
"Hmm... This is the best tasting one yet." Cleveland observed the ribs in the pot a little nervously, "I hope it's good."
Yixian nodded to show her understanding, looked up at Helena outside the window, and the little conductor who she couldn't see but knew was definitely watching the show somewhere, and suddenly found it a little funny.
Since when did the leader of their port area become the slightly mischievous one he is now?
But this is also a good thing. His past sullen personality was not good. Yixian still prefers Su Xin, who is more emotional and closer to him.
Yixian helped other ship girls in the port area to get to know Su Xin faster for this reason. She hoped that there would be more people who could change the little commander and help Su Xin open her heart.
But now...
Yixian looked at the ribs in the pot, nodded slightly at Helena outside the window, and quietly retreated.
Helena made way for Yixian and then walked straight to Cleveland.
“Is it almost done?”
"Eh? Helena?" Cleveland was stunned and looked at the time. "Ah... It's already this time? Um... It's about time, right?"
Helena watched Cleveland lift the lid and turn up the heat to absorb the sauce. She nodded silently, then snatched the chopsticks from Cleveland's hand and reached into the pot to pick up a piece of pork ribs.
"Wait...wait, those chopsticks are..."
"Hmm... delicious." Helena took a bite of the perfectly cooked ribs and cast a puzzled look at Cleveland, "What did you say?"
Cleveland looked away and replied somewhat embarrassedly:
"Nothing...as long as you like it."
Chapter 294 My Parents’ Romance 4-To be continued
"Well... today it's our turn to patrol the sea again."
Helena was in a good mood and walked ahead. She chatted with Cleveland behind her, "Yeah, it feels like I haven't been to the nearby sea for a long time."
"Hmm...you seem very happy?"
"It's okay. After all, it seems like we haven't been out together for a while." Helena went into the water from the shore, moving lightly on the waves. "It seems like all the time has been given to Montpellier."
Cleveland didn't know why she suddenly felt guilty, but she couldn't figure out where this feeling came from, so she just kept her mouth shut.
Helena didn't know what to say, and the two of them fell silent for a moment. They sailed side by side at a constant speed on the sea, letting the sea breeze blow their hair of different lengths.
After a long silence, Helena said, as if casually, "We...seem different from before?"
Cleveland was startled when he heard this. He lowered his head slightly, covered his slightly red face with a shawl with a collar, and tried to answer in a calm voice: "It seems... not."
"Really?" Helena smiled softly, "Actually... it seems like I haven't been alone with you for a while."
"Yep."
Cleveland silently calculated the time and found that he had not been alone for a long time. Either Phoenix interfered or Montpellier was always by his side.
Moreover, when Cleveland and Helena were really left alone together, she was not used to it and could no longer get along with Helena as simply and sincerely as before.
Helena drove in front with her hands behind her back, "Recently you don't chat with me until midnight like before."
Cleveland scratched his cheek behind her, "That... that is... I was worried that you would be too bored outside..."
"Well...no one taught me how to shoot or play basketball anymore."
Cleveland paused, speechless. She really hadn't played with Helena for a long time. There might be various reasons, but if she was asked to explain, she couldn't list them.
