Zhao Xinhui disdained back to Huo Chunhua, "Niang, you don't know what is not normal! You can't recognize the rich people's food! Guess where Zhao Yuner got this good thing? "
Huo Chunhua hastened to answer a, "yes, Niang is such to think, iron is that Yun Er girl makes Niang not to recognize.
However, since it is a good thing, naturally the best, Huier girl, you can take good care of yourself. "
Zhao Xinhui nodded and said, "Zhao yun'er, that girl, has a very good skill in making things.
I feel delicious when I smell it! Niang, you have to learn your craft well in the future. The things you make are not half as delicious as her. You have cooked rice for so many years in vain
Huo Chunhua laughed and said in embarrassment, "how do you dislike your mother's craftsmanship? Since the daughter-in-law has become a mother-in-law, the stepmother has never cooked. Is it normal that the craftsmanship is unfamiliar?
But it is a little difficult to learn the craft of yun'er girl. "
Zhao Xinhui curled her mouth resentfully.
These days, she almost vomited when she ate her mother's food, but she couldn't help it.
She doesn't want to and can't cook. She can't ask a cook to come back and cook for her.
Now it's not easy to rub Zhao yun'er's soup, and can't wait to have a taste.
Huo Chunhua quickly picked up the spoon and handed it to Zhao Xinhui. He said to Zhao Xinhui, "come on, miss Huier, have a taste. Drink the soup while it's hot, or it's not good to drink when it's cold."
Zhao Xinhui takes the spoon, holds the bowl and starts to drink.
The taste is delicious and delicious.
Sure enough, Zhao Yuner's soup is better than Huo Chunhua, but she doesn't have such a good chance to eat Zhao Yuner's meals every day.
Huo Chunhua watched eagerly. Seeing Zhao Xinhui's sweet food, she couldn't help swallowing in her stomach. She also asked with a smile, "what's the taste of Huier girl?"
While drinking, Zhao Xinhui nodded. "It's delicious. It's better than your chicken soup."
Huo Chunhua smile, smile a little embarrassed way, "yun'er girls can do banquet, the craft is good, very normal.
Miss hui'er, don't patronize the soup. There's meat. How about the taste of meat? "
After Huo Chunhua finished, Zhao Xinhui picked up several pieces of old turtle meat from the bottom of the bowl.
The meat has been stewed by Zhao Yuner, and the taste is even more praiseworthy.
Compared with the soft and rotten chicken soup, the old turtle meat is slightly chewy and tastes very good.
After a while, Zhao Xinhui finished all the meat and drank half of the soup. Her stomach was already swollen.
Looking at the old turtle soup left in the bowl, Huo Chunhua asked, "girl Huier, do you not drink the remaining soup?"
Zhao Xinhui touched her round and rolling stomach and said, "Niang, I can't drink such a big bowl of soup all at once. I've been drinking it up!"
Huo Chunhua laughs, "also, that Huier girl, if you drink, the remaining Niang drinks ha!"
Zhao Xinhui was so strong that she waved her hand and said, "mother, if you don't dislike my saliva, you can drink it!"
Huo Chunhua said with a smile, "what are you talking about? My mother dislikes no one but her own daughter! Besides, if you don't drink this delicious soup, you'd better come and drink it! "
“……” Zhao Xinhui some speechless, clearly is Huo Chunhua wants to drink, but also said so.
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