The servant left with doubts. Fu nianwan vomited and forgot that it was not 20 years later.

The fruit tea is very sweet, and the cakes are crisp and delicious. My mother's craft is very good.

After eating cakes and tea, Fu nianwan can't eat lunch, but she still wants to try Lu wanchu's and Fu Yiyi's skills.

When lunch was ready, the three of the family sat down together.

Fu nianwan sat beside Lu wanchu, "Mom, what did you do? What did dad do? "

"I made sweet and sour ribs, chopped chicken and steamed shrimp with mashed garlic."

"Steamed fish, fried pea seedlings and white gourd spareribs soup are made by your father."

"I don't know if you like it or not. If you don't like it, mom will do it again."

Lu wanchu was a little nervous and didn't know what Fu nianwan liked to eat.

"Yes, I like everything my mother does. I don't choose."

Fu nianwan, who has always been very picky, said in front of Lu wanchu that he would not pick anything.

"Try!"

Lu wanchu picked up sweet and sour ribs and put them in Fu nianwan's bowl. Fu nianwan immediately picked them up and ate happily, "it's delicious. Mom makes the best."

This is what my mother made. She waited 19 years and finally tasted it. But my father hasn't tasted my mother's food for a long time. If she can, she hopes to take some back.

Appreciated by his daughter, Lu wanchu was very happy, and his apricot eyes became softer and softer.

"Don't you like sweet food very much? Try steamed shrimp."

It can be seen that Fu nianwan doesn't like sweet and sour ribs. Lu wanchu put steamed shrimps with mashed garlic in Fu nianwan's bowl.

"I like it!"

"Mom knows that you don't like sweet food as much as your father. Don't do this next time."

"Mom likes to eat, so I like to eat."

Fu nianwan said softly that he chewed the sweet and sour ribs cleanly without wasting a bit.

"Try your father's fish. He's a good craftsman. You must like it better."

Lu wanchu picked up the fish and put it in Fu nianwan's bowl. Fu nianwan picked up the fish and put it in his mouth. As soon as his eyes lit up, he looked at Fu Yiyi, "did dad cook so delicious?"

Fu Yiyi's action of sandwiching vegetables was slight. "I like to cook it for you next time."

Fu nianwan nodded immediately, "OK!"

Dad seems to be accepting her. It must be Mom's reason.

"Mom eats, Dad eats too."

Fu nianwan happily picked up the dishes and put them on their plates. A pair of Feng eyes very similar to Fu Yi are full of satisfaction and pleasure.

Lu wanchu ate her food under Fu nianwan's expectant eyes and nodded at her with a smile.

Fu nianwan looks at Fu Yi. Fu Yifeng's eyes are dim. He picks up the dishes Fu nianwan gave him and puts them into his mouth.

Fu Nian had enough to eat in the evening, because it was the first time the three of them had dinner together. It was the meal she had been looking forward to for 19 years.

During the rest, Lu wanchu saw that Fu nianwan ate too much, "don't eat so much in the future. You make yourself uncomfortable."

He took some Xiaoshi pills to Fu nianwan. Fu nianwan smiled coquettishly at the beginning of landing night, "it's because the dishes cooked by mom and dad are so delicious, so Niannian will eat more."

Lu wanchu sat beside Fu nianwan, gently rubbed her stomach, and her side face was gentle and charming.

Fu nianwan stared blankly, unwilling to open his eyes.

"How many times you want to eat in the future, my mother will cook it for you. Don't do this again, you know?"

"I know, I know everything."

Fu nianwan rushed into Lu wanchu's arms and closed his eyes. "Mom, don't leave us. I miss you very much."