Chapter 215： Forget the mother with a daughter-in-law!

An Ruixin didn’t expect Ji Chengze to do this, and for a long time she hurriedly said, “I have cooked a lot of this soup, enough for everyone to drink. And there is a table of dishes, you can...”

Before An Ruixin finished speaking, Ji Chengze interrupted him: "Not enough."

"What?" An Ruixin stared, glanced at the six dishes and two soups on the table, so much food is not enough, are you a pig? !

It seems to see An Ruixin's mind, Ji Chengze rarely explained: "I only drink soup, so it is not enough."

He doesn’t drink enough himself, how can he give it to others? This was taught by his grandfather himself.

Thinking about this, Ji Chengze glanced meaningfully at the master Ji who was sitting in the seat.

In the end, it was the grandson and grandson. The two looked at each other, and the grandfather immediately understood the little abacus of the grandson, and snorted coldly.

Secretly cursing this grandson is really a white-eyed wolf, how long ago things are still remembered now, be careful!

An Ruixin did not notice the turbulent undercurrent of the grandson and grandson. Seeing that Ji Chengze and the baby guard were protecting the big bowl of soup, he sighed, and turned to Mu Wanrong and said: "Auntie, since Cheng Ze Having said that, you can taste the winter melon ribs I stewed. I heard Chengze say that you have been getting angry recently, and this winter melon has reduced the fire."

Mu Wanrong didn't want to grab soup with her son, but she was a little bit hurt by her son's unkind appearance, and she felt lost.

But this little loss disappeared after hearing An Ruixin’s words, and his face was full of surprise: "Is this winter melon soup stewed to lower the fire for me?"

An Ruixin smiled, but Mu Wanrong had been warmed by An Ruixin's behavior.

After all, it’s still a cute girl! Look, look, Cheng Ze just said a word, and she remembered it, it was a sweet little padded jacket.

After An Ruixin greeted Mu Wanrong, she immediately turned her attention to the old man and Ji Xiaoran: "Cheng Ze said that Grandpa Ji likes to eat shrimps. I made this oily stewed prawns specially for Grandpa Ji. It seems to suit your appetite."

The old man’s eyes were shining slightly. He had seen the plate of prawns on the table a long time ago, and his heart was about to move, but he had to carry a shelf on his face.

Now An Ruixin took the initiative to speak, and he did not continue to hold it. He stretched out his chopsticks and took a prawn over and took a bite. The light in his eyes became more intense.

"Very good, very good, very fresh and tasty, better than what I had eaten in the restaurant before."

An Ruixin breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the old man liked it, and smiled slightly, "Grandpa, you have won the award. How can my craftsmanship compare to an authentic cook? Uncle, I heard that you like spicy food. Kung Pao Chicken is relatively spicy. Would you like to try it to see if it suits your taste?"

Ji Xiaoran didn’t expect to have her own share, and spontaneously tasted both dishes. Although there was no expression on her face, her gaze at An Ruixin was much softer than before: "Not bad."

Knowing that this is the highest evaluation Ji Xiaoran can give, An Ruixin smiled, very satisfied.

An Ruixin’s table dish takes into account the tastes of everyone in the Ji family, but...

Ji Chengze scanned the food on the table, frowned and said, "Where are you?"

An Ruixin was stunned: "Huh?"

"what did you eat?"

"I can do it all, I like all of these, not picky eaters."

Ji Chengze pursed his lips and was silent for a long time. Suddenly, he pushed Tang forward as if he had made some important decision, and said in a low voice: "Tang, you half."

An Ruixin: "..."

Surrounding the audience: "..." Isn't it good enough?

Mu Wanrong: "..." If you really have a daughter-in-law, you forget your mother!