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After Hei Liaming fished out the bamboo shoot tip, he wasn't in a hurry to cook. Instead, he took out a potato, washed it clean, and peeled it.

Under Yi Qing'er's puzzled gaze, Hei Liaming handed her a few pieces of thin potato chips he had cut earlier and said with a smile, "I can make the baby's food this morning. Give me a chance to be your uncle. Sister-in-law did not sleep well last night