Chapter 901: Chapter 901: Something Different By the sink, Kang Li was about to clean the green beans that Kang Guoan had prepped along with the soaked wood ears and mushrooms, but Luo Yanqing quickly took over the task from her hand. "Why don’t I handle it?" Kang Li looked at him steadily, her attractive eyebrows slightly raised. "It’s different." Luo Yanqing replied, continuing to wash the vegetables, "I don’t want your hands to get cold." His words were extremely natural, with no hint of anything unusual in his expression, as if it were a normal conversation. However, to Kang Li and Kang Guoan, who was feeding wood into the stove, it had a different meaning. "Then what should I do?" Kang Li’s eyes curved with a smile; her heart felt warm from Luo Yanqing’s recent words. But Kang Guoan felt like he would burst! "Go rest in the living room; it’s warmer there." Luo Yanqing’s eyes were full of affection as he looked at Kang Li, "Go on, the kitchen door’s open, and it’s drafty here." "I don’t want to." Kang Li stood there, unmoved. Luo Yanqing asked, "Aren’t you cold?" "Not at all with you by my side." Kang Li chuckled, "Why don’t I cut the vegetables?" But Luo Yanqing shook his head, "No need, I’ll do it. If you really don’t want to go to the living room, just stand here and chat with me." With that, he placed the washed vegetables on the counter and took a piece of fresh pork to rinse under the faucet. Kang Li glanced at the food on the counter and asked with a smile, "What dish are we cooking?" "A stew." Luo Yanqing replied. "In my mom’s words, your stew is actually just called a mixed dish." Kang Li’s voice was sweet, "I love eating the dishes you make." "Don’t you like the steamed buns and porridge I make?" Luo Yanqing’s eyes were full of smiles, and before Kang Li could respond, he added, "Stand on this side of me, and I’ll block the wind for you." "Okay." Kang Li answered, moving to the other side of the man. Kang Guoan felt extremely awkward, wanting to leave the kitchen for a breath of fresh air, but he also felt it would be abrupt to just walk out, so he had to endure the situation. At this moment, Kang Yiyang walked into the kitchen. Kang Guoan looked up, and their eyes met. Seeing that Kang Yiyang was about to speak, Kang Guoan gestured for him to stay quiet. Perplexed, Kang Yiyang followed Kang Guoan’s gaze and saw his aunt and uncle standing in front of the counter, chatting and smiling warmly as if no one else existed in the kitchen but them. "Why can’t I speak?" To be honest, Kang Yiyang really envied Kang Li and Luo Yanqing’s way of interacting, but he still didn’t understand why his dear uncle wouldn’t let him speak, so he asked with a look. Kang Guoan responded in kind, "No reason." Did this cheeky boy want to make his precious sister feel uncomfortable? "I’ve been hurt by grandma!" Pointing towards the living room, Kang Yiyang made a face of grievance, clutching his chest, and looked at Kang Guoan with a pained expression, communicating with his eyes, "Uncle, aren’t you going to comfort me?" Kang Guoan rolled his eyes, "Go away." If his old mother hurt him, it’s because this cheeky boy deserved it. No need to think it over; he could easily guess that the cheeky boy must have somehow upset his old mother. Otherwise, would his elderly mother stab her precious grandson for no reason? "Uncle, don’t you have any love for your nephew?" Kang Yiyang’s eyes looked wistful. "Go away."