Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

The driver, Uncle Zhong, drove the stretched Rolls-Royce luxury car back to the gate of the Chu villa.

Because Chu Yiren was still sleeping soundly on Lin Lang's lap, the driver, Uncle Zhong, did not turn off the engine after parking the car, and the air conditioner continued to blow cool air.

Lin Lang made a hushing gesture, meaning to tell Uncle Zhong not to move or talk, and to let Chu Yiren, who had just returned from visiting the grave, sleep a little longer.

Uncle Zhong nodded through the rearview mirror in the car.

Inside the Chu family's villa, Chu Tiannan's Doberman heard the noise and barked a few times, waking Chu Yiren up and causing her to open her beautiful big eyes.

Lin Lang gently stroked Chu Yiren's beautiful face and said lovingly, "My dear, we have already arrived at the Chu residence. Seeing that you were sleeping like a pig, I didn't want to wake you up, but your eldest brother's dog woke you up."

Chu Yiren smiled charmingly, but teased: "My eldest brother has such a feminine personality, but he has a fierce dog. It really complements his personality!"

"Sister Yiren, you are so funny. If your eldest brother hears you saying that he and the dog complement each other, he will be angry!"

"Alang, I was eating in my dreams, and I was so hungry when I woke up! Aren't you going to make me something delicious?"

"I can't wait to eat it!" Chu Yiren sat up with a smile.

"it is good!"

"How about I cook the most delicious food in the world to make my girlfriend happy?"

"Wow~"

"Alang, you brag without thinking."

"Sister Yiren, don't you believe that I can make the most delicious food in the world?"

Chu Yiren smiled and asked, "Then tell me, what is the most delicious dish in the world?"

After getting off the car, Lin Lang replied: "Keep it a secret. If I tell you now, there will be no surprise!"

After Chu Yiren got out of the car, she took Lin Lang's arm and smiled sweetly, "Okay, then I'll wait and see what kind of delicious food our Chef Lin can make! "

Lin Lang pretended to be mysterious and said: "My top cooking skills will never let you down!"

Chu Yiren smiled and said, "Alang, you've already boasted too much. If the food you cook is a dark dish, either you eat it all, or my brother's dog eats it all!"

"Hey……"

"Sister Yiren, you are so bad!"

"You just said that your brother and the dog have complementary personalities, and now you're saying that if the food I cook is something dark, you and your brother's dog will eat it all. You're such a chatterbox!"

Chu Yiren gently hit Lin Lang with her little fist and said coquettishly, "Hate it! Who are you talking about?"

"Of course I'm talking about you!"

"You always have a chatterbox, don't you?" Lin Lang ran into the Chu villa with a wicked smile.

Chu Yiren chased after Lin Lang and said with a smile: "You little rascal, wait for me to catch up with you and spank you, so you won't dare to talk nonsense to me again."

"Wang Wang..."

The ferocious Doberman barked at Lin Lang a few times.

"what……"

Lin Lang was so scared that he hurried back to Chu Yiren, hid behind her and said weakly: "Sister Yiren, please protect me!"

The Doberman, who had just been baring his teeth, became timid the moment he saw Chu Yiren. He sat on the ground with his tail between his legs, panting with his tongue hanging out.

Dogs are afraid of Chu Yiren. This domineering female tycoon with a strong aura is unmatched.

Chu Yiren covered her mouth and laughed: "Alang, you are a grown man, why are you afraid of dogs?"

Lin Lang replied with a bitter face: "I was bitten by a large dog when I was a child. When I see this kind of large vicious dog, my thighs cramp and my scalp goes numb!"

"Ha ha……"

Chu Yiren laughed and teased, "Alang, you are really a big contrast! I didn't expect that someone as tall and mighty as you are actually afraid of dogs. It really makes me laugh to death!"

"Uh..." Lin Lang laughed awkwardly.

After entering the Chu residence, the maids of the Chu residence stood in a row and greeted respectfully, "Hello, Miss!"

"Hello, Mr. Lin!"

Lin Lang nodded politely.

After Chu Yiren stepped into the Chu villa, the maids had clear division of labor and some of them took the bag from Chu Yiren.

Some people squatted on the ground to change Chu Yiren's slippers.

Some people respectfully offer cooling tea.

After Chu Yiren took a sip of the cooling tea, the maid hurriedly took the cup and stepped aside.

Aunt Min, the housekeeper, asked respectfully, "Miss, it's dinner time now. Would you like to ask the kitchen to prepare lunch for you and Mr. Lin?"

Aunt Min, the housekeeper, watched Chu Yiren grow up.

After Chu's mother passed away, Xu Min, the maid at that time, was responsible for taking care of Chu Yiren's daily life full-time, and she and Chu Yiren had a deep master-servant friendship.

It is worth mentioning that Aunt Min was born infertile and has no children. Her feelings for her young master Chu Yiren have long gone beyond the relationship between master and servant.

So after Chu Yiren became an adult, the first thing she did was to hand over the position of housekeeper of the Chu residence to Aunt Min.

Aunt Min did not disappoint Chu Yiren's trust in her and managed the Chu family in an orderly manner. The servants were well-behaved and everything in the Chu family was in perfect order.

Chu Yiren replied, "Today, Chef Lin will cook for me personally, so the chef of the Chu residence won't have to prepare our lunch."

"Chef Lin?"

Aunt Min, the housekeeper, looked at Lin Lang and said weakly, "Miss, is Chef Lin referring to the Prince Consort?"

"Yes! Aunt Min, do you want to try Chef Lin's cooking?"

"I dare not, I dare not!" Aunt Min, the housekeeper, smiled apologetically.

Lin Lang said with a smile: "Please lead the way, Auntie Min. I will go to the kitchen of Chu's residence to make a dish for Yiren. This is the delicacy she has been craving for twenty years. On this special day today, I will satisfy her craving."

"Okay Mr. Lin, please follow me!"

Chu Yiren was shocked after hearing this: "What kind of delicacy have I been dreaming about for twenty years? How come I don't know it?!"

"You will know soon. Just go to the restaurant and wait for the surprise food!" Lin Lang didn't even turn his head and followed the housekeeper Aunt Min to the kitchen of the Chu residence.

"Okay! Don't let me down~"

Chu Yiren went back to her room and took a shower to wash off the smell of burning paper at the grave. She then changed into a white Bosnian-style long dress, which was elegant and fashionable. She looked light and graceful, fairy-like, beautiful and charming.

Without any makeup, Chu Yiren is still very beautiful and her skin is so white that it glows. Her big watery eyes are like clear lake water, sparkling, and even without any eyeshadow, they are full of agility and vitality.

As soon as Chu Yiren sat down in the Chu's restaurant, she saw Lin Lang carrying a bowl of fragrant Yangchun noodles and walking into the restaurant with a smile on his face.

"Dangdangdangdang..."

"Dear sister Yiren, do you still remember the bowl of spring noodles with green onion and clear soup when you were a child?"

Lin Lang placed the delicious Yangchun noodles with clear soup in front of Chu Yiren.

Chu Yiren said speechlessly: "No way, Alang?"

"Is this what you call the delicacy I've been dreaming about for twenty years, the most delicious delicacy in the world?"

Lin Lang sat across from Chu Yiren at the table and replied proudly, "Yes! Yangchun noodles are the favorite of the older generation of people in Haihai. The Yangchun noodles that I personally cook are absolutely delicious!"

Chu Yiren picked up the chopsticks with a look of disgust. Because she didn't want to disappoint Lin Lang, she picked up a piece of plain noodles and put it in her mouth.

After chewing the noodles gently and tasting the flavor, Chu Yiren's tears suddenly fell.

"impossible?!"

"There must be something wrong with my sense of taste!"

Chu Yiren hurriedly took another bite of the noodles and burst into tears instantly! Tears flowed down in a rush, scaring Lin Lang.

"Uh...Sister Yiren, what's wrong with you?" Lin Lang looked confused.

Chu Yiren replied with tears in her eyes: "Oh my God!"

"Alang, the plain noodles you cooked tasted just like my mother's!"

"Since my mother passed away, I have never had the same plain noodles as hers again!"

Lin Lang naturally couldn't say it. He sneaked into Chu Yiren's dream and used his photographic memory to remember the method of Chu's mother cooking Yangchun noodles, as well as the proportion of ingredients used by Chu's mother to prepare the soup.

Because Lin Lang possesses the maximum level [Top Cooking Skills of Eight Major Cuisines] skill, he can easily recreate and make this bowl of plain noodles that tastes like his mother's.

"Sister Yiren, you're crying like this, it scares me! Is the plain noodles I cooked delicious or not?

Chu Yiren ate the noodles while crying and said, "Of course, the plain noodles made with my mom's flavor are the most delicious in the world!"

After hearing this, Lin Lang finally breathed a sigh of relief and said gently and lovingly, "If you like it, eat more!"

"Yeah." Chu Yiren nodded with tears in her eyes. She ate the plain noodles cooked by Lin Lang, but she tasted the flavor of her mother's.

While eating the plain noodles cooked by Lin Lang, Chu Yiren suddenly realized that the taste that made her salivate in her memory was not some wild game or seafood feast, but this bowl of noodles with dried shrimps and scallion oil that tasted like her mother's.

Dried shrimps are also called shrimp skins.

The tenth month of the lunar calendar is called Xiaoyangchun by the folks. In the old days, each bowl of this noodle cost ten coins, so it was called Yangchun noodles, also known as dried shrimp and scallion oil noodles.

Chu Yiren looked at Lin Lang with tears in her eyes and said with great emotion: "Thank you, Alang!"

"Thank you for letting me have my mom's homemade plain noodles on her death anniversary!"

Lin Lang wiped Chu Yiren's tears with a tissue and said distressedly, "Don't cry, dear!"

"I cooked plain noodles for you just to cheer you up. If I had known you would cry like this, I wouldn't have cooked plain noodles for you."

Chu Yiren sniffed, looked at Lin Lang with tears in her eyes, and asked in confusion: "Ah Lang, why do the plain noodles you cook taste exactly the same as the plain noodles my mother cooks?"