Anyone Dares Bully you, Call Uncles! novel Chapter 112

In the garden, a maid craned her neck and twisted her body stiffly.

She quickly adjusted her head and body to face the same direction.

Her arms were in a position of holding something as if she was used to it.

She grabbed a flower basket and held it in her arms. Only then she showed a satisfied smile.

Blake turned around abruptly as he felt something. He saw a maid carrying a flower basket and holding a cutter in her hand quietly minding her own business.

Blake couldn’t tell what was wrong with her.

If he had seen the female spirit just now, he would have been able to recognize her due to the identical movements. Unfortunately, he couldn’t see spirits.

It turns out that Lilly's accidentally kicked the female spirit into the maid's body.

Blake took Lilly back into the house and the conversation just now was stopped.

“Are you hungry, Lilly? Granny…” Old Mrs. Crawford was about to say ‘Granny will cook something delicious for you’, but she said, “Granny will ask your daddy to cook for you.”

A successful dad had to have superb cooking skills to feed his child.

The food outside was not healthy compared to home-cooked food.

Hiring a maid to cook was not an option. What if she had an attitude problem?

“Are you sure?” Blake asked as the only time when he held a knife was to hurt people.

He saw the Crawford family staring at him.

Lilly made a cheering gesture and said, “Daddy, you can do it!”

“Okay.”

Since Lilly said he could do it then he must be able to do it.

Cooking is just a matter of preparing the ingredients, throwing them into the pot, and taking them out after they were cooked. There is nothing difficult about it.

Blake loosened a button.

Anthony noticed Blake wore a shirt and pants today, looking more formal than his usual style.

He must have valued this meeting.

Blake earned some points from the Crawford family.

Old Mrs. Crawford said, “There are three chickens in the kitchen, you have to kill them. You’ll need to make three different types of dishes using different chickens.”

Blake nodded as he rolled up his sleeves, “Simple.”

Killing chickens is nothing compared to killing humans.

Old Mrs. Crawford added, “Add on a dish of eggplant. Lilly loves them. Ask Margaret if you don’t know how to cook them.”

“For the rest of the dishes, do whatever you want with the ingredients in the kitchen. You probably have to cook eighteen dishes. Oh, cook some omelets too. The kids love them.”

Blake was surprised. So many dishes for a meal?

As Blake was in the kitchen, Josh whispered, “Lilly, let’s go up.”

He was anxious about not finding the female spirit.