Sweetheart wife is fierce and cute

Jiang Lai watched the back view of Jiang Yulin going to the kitchen after rolling up his sleeves, and then he went to sit on the sofa and watch TV.

While pressing the remote control, for a moment, he was thinking, can his father really cook this meal well?Really curious!Because, he has never eaten Jiang Yulin's cooked rice, nor seen him cook it, nor heard his grandma mention it.

Now popular in Yuncheng, "Peppa Pig" is loved by adults and children alike.

The music rang in an instant, not long after it started.

"...I'm Peppa, this is my brother George, this is my dad...this is my mother..."

Jiang Lai watched the contents of the TV intently, and from time to time would laugh a couple of times following the funny plots on the TV.

Jiang Yulin was in a hurry in the kitchen. I don't know how many times he has cooked. Anyway, it can be counted on one hand.

My son said, isn't it easy to eat boiled eggs?

Jiang Yulin smiled confidently.He pulled up the pot, casually rinsed it under the faucet a few times, and then filled half of the pot with water, and put it on the stove.

Jiang Yulin stretched out his hand and turned the switch, instantly the wine ignited the blue flame.

After a few minutes, the water boiled, and Jiang Yulin put the Yangchun noodles that had been prepared by the side early into the pot to cook.

It's just that I don't know how long this will be cooked. I also cracked an egg and poured the egg white and egg yolk into the pot.

He thought, as long as the eggs are cooked, it means the noodles are ready, right?

What he didn't expect was that the egg was boiled super fast.

Seeing that the color of the egg white changed from transparent to milky white, Jiang Yulin immediately turned off the fire, scooped up the noodles and eggs from the pot, and put them into the big bowl he had prepared earlier.

Jiang Yulin took a rag and put it under the bowl to prevent him from being scalded later.

After putting the noodles on the table, she shouted to Jiang Lai like an old lady: "Jiang Lai, it's time to eat, then turn off the TV."

This time Jiang Lai was afraid that Jiang Yulin would be angry, so after hearing what he said, he obediently turned off the TV, all for his puppy!

Jiang Lai walked on two short legs, walked to the restaurant, sat on the chair with effort, saw the face in front of him, lost his appetite in an instant.

Can this noodle be eaten?Why are there still bubbles?What is this floating white thing?
Why did the fried egg he wanted end up in this round ball, something like a purse?

Jiang Lai looked up at his father with some disgust, "Dad, can I not eat this noodle?"

"Isn't this your favorite food? What? Did you lie to me?" Jiang Yulin's expression changed faster than the pages of a book.

Jiang Lai shook his head when he heard the tone and the instant change of expression, "No, no, I didn't lie to you, I really like eating egg noodles." It's just that it's a little different from grandma's. What's going on?It seems that the egg boiled noodles he likes are only egg boiled noodles cooked by grandma, dad cooks... Hey...

Jiang Yulin took a pair of chopsticks from the side and handed them to Jiang Lai, "Since you like to eat Hua, then eat it, remember to eat more, it's not easy for your father and me to cook!"

Jiang Lai took the chopsticks, held the noodles, stirred them a few times, then picked up two noodles and "sucked" a mouthful.

Ahhh!It is simply "delicious in the world!"

No taste at all!Can it be lighter?Dad, you didn't add seasoning, did you?

Jiang Lai tried very hard to swallow the noodles in his mouth, and then he didn't know how to speak, and finally said: "Father, your noodles...do you not add seasoning?"

seasoning?Jiang Yulin thought about it, and it seemed that he really didn't add anything.

Immediately, Jiang Yulin turned around, walked back to the kitchen, took a bag of salt, "If you didn't add it, just add it now."

Jiang Lai looked at the bag of salt that he took out, and looked at Jiang Yulin with horrified eyes, "Father, don't you want a whole bag of salt?"

Jiang Yulin also nodded his head as a matter of course, "That's right, isn't it that there is no smell? I don't need to put a packet of it, Dad? It's okay, put half a packet and it will almost taste."

Jiang Lai was ignorant, feeling that what he said was quite reasonable, but it seemed wrong, and suddenly remembered that when grandma was cooking, she didn't pour half a packet of salt into the cooking, but just scooped a spoonful or two into the dish ah!
"Wait, dad, no, I remember grandma only put in two spoonfuls of salt, not half a pack of salt." Jiang Lai corrected his dad.

Jiang Yulin felt it was right and nodded, "If that's the case, how about pouring two spoonfuls?"

He took out a soup spoon from the side, dug two spoons out of the salt bag, poured it into the noodle bowl, and stirred it a few times, so that the salt could melt into the water well.

Feeling that it was almost done, Jiang Yulin reminded his son: "Eat and eat now, does it taste good?"

Jiang Lai obediently picked up the chopsticks, picked up two sticks of noodles, and "sucked" them into his mouth in one bite.

Absolutely!
Jiang Lai tilted his head and spit out the noodles in his mouth on the table, shaking his whole body, "Dad, this one is too salty."

Jiang Yulin fell silent. It seemed that he was really not suitable for cooking. He scratched his chin, thinking about what to do.

All of a sudden, Jiang Lai seemed to have discovered something, why was there only his share of the noodles, while his father's front was empty, with nothing to eat?
Therefore, Jiang Lai asked curiously, "Father, why do I have something to eat and you don't?"

Jiang Yulin said "Oh" and said, "I don't like noodles, don't you like noodles? I didn't think that you are a child, of course you have to make it yours first, and then you will be an adult's."

Jiang Yulin rubbed his nose and looked at his son. He didn't expect the dignified president to be starved at home one day, and he brought his son with him.

Jiang Lai was convinced by Jiang Yulin's words that it was true.

But Jiang Yulin is actually not sure about his cooking skills. He dare not eat what he cooks. Let his son eat first. If he thinks it is delicious, he will cook his own share. But look at the current situation Well, he would never go to the kitchen to cook himself a meal again.

Helplessly, Jiang Yulin raised his wrist and glanced at the time on his watch. It was only seven o'clock, so he had no choice but to send Jiang Lai back to his grandma's house, and have another meal along the way.

Thinking of this, he walked around the table and took Jiang Lai's hand: "Come on, Dad, I'll take you back to grandma's house for dinner."

"Father, aren't you angry with grandma?" Jiang Lai asked tentatively.

Jiang Yulin froze for a moment, then said: "Your grandma is my mother, how could I be angry with her?"