"The dishes for tonight are made by Xiao Yang." At the dinner table, Wu Xiangqin saw her daughter lowering her head and feeling sulky, and Yang Yan sat there tremblingly. She didn't know whether she should get up. She sighed secretly, and had to take the initiative to stretch out her chopsticks, pick up a chopstick in Xia Xiangyang's bowl and tear the chicken with her hands, and said softly, "He heard me that you like spicy food, and he even added a little chili. Try it and see if it suits your taste."

Yang Yan seemed to have received a reminder and nodded quickly and said, "Yes, I added that old Degong chili sauce."

Xia Xiangyang's eyes passed the chicken in the bowl's hand-torn, and he snorted with some disdain.

He was about to say, "At a young age, you know how to flatter me if you don't learn anything." But when he turned his head, Xia Xiangyang saw Luo Luo looking at him with a straight face. The innocent little face and curious and scared look made Xia Xiangyang swallow the words he had to his mouth.

You can't say something weird in front of such a simple child!

But it was already "hum" out, Xia Xiangyang changed the subject and said, "What old Degong is used? This is the product of the next city. Is the local chili sauce in our Hecheng not easy to use?"

Yang Yan was stunned. He didn't know that his father-in-law could even pick out the thorn in this regard!

Xia Yu was a little unhappy on the side. She felt that her father was making things difficult for Yang Yan, and she was about to raise her eyebrows and raise her nose to rush over. But at this time, her mother spoke in front of her.

"I actually bought this, Old Degong." Wu Xiangqin said with a wry smile, "and then I saw Xiao Yang looking for chili sauce. The ones at home just happened to be used up, so I took this bottle for him."

Xia Xiangyang actually just picked the bones in the eggs. Now that the wife has spoken, he didn't say anything anymore. He lowered his head, picked up a hand-pulled chicken with some chicken skin, and put it in his mouth.

Smash...

Hey!

Xia Xiangyang raised his eyebrows slightly. He found that the hand-pulled chicken tasted good, with chili and sesame inside, which suited his taste very well. Moreover, more importantly, the hand-pulled chicken tasted fresh and smooth, and was not inferior to the white-cut chicken!

To sum it up, it’s just two words: delicious!

Although Xia Xiangyang had a lot of psychological activities, except for his eyebrows raised at the beginning, he had basically no expression on his face, and he seemed to be looking at the chicken in the bowl seriously.

This made Yang Yan nervous.

Is it not right?

Fortunately, Yang Yan won over a good "spy" today. Wu Xiangqin, who was familiar with Xia Xiangyang's reaction, covered her mouth and chuckled. She did not use the tone of a rhetoric that she asked, but still said gently: "Is it delicious? This chicken, but Xiao Yang's mother asked him to bring it to him, two large castrated chickens!"

chicken?

Capillary?

Luoluo, who was scattering rice with a small spoon, heard some keywords. She raised her head and actively said to her grandmother next to her: "Outside, grandma, it's a big rooster!"

Luo Luo at night speaks much more quickly!

She successfully amused Wu Xiangqin, and Wu Xiangqin smiled so hard that the wrinkles on the corners of her eyes were deep: "Okay, it's a big rooster!"

Are you calling me grandma?

Xia Xiangyang frowned slightly, feeling that there was a conspiracy in it. However, he didn't care much about this. Xia Xiangyang, who had already lost his temper by Luo Luo, chose another topic.

"Your mother? Lu Xiuli and Teacher Lu?" Xia Xiangyang knew Yang Yan's background very well, and even memorized the names of Yang Yan's relatives. He knew that Yang Yan's biological mother died when he was very young. Now he should refer to Mr. Lu, "Mr." who used his husband to express respect for his teacher. In fact, it is applicable to both men and women.

Yang Yan nodded quickly, and he said with a hint: "Actually, I was not considering it carefully, so I bought some supplements and wine, and after I came back, my mother prepared a lot of things for me."

"Your mother is a very good person!" Xia Xiangyang nodded slightly and expressed his respect slightly serious.

"Yes, there is still wine!" Yang Yan was reminded by himself. He hurriedly got up and went to the storage room where the wine was stored to get the Maotai liquor he brought over.

While Yang Yan was away, Wu Xiangqin picked up two chopstick dishes for Xia Xiangyang and smiled and said, "You can try other dishes too. Xiao Yang's cooking skills are still a bit good. Look at the braised eggplant he stir-fried, and he also added chili to you. It's delicious!"

Xia Xiangyang couldn't help but groaned and said, "Men should focus on career and spend all their time on these kitchen trivial matters. Where can they do a big career?"

Xia Yu felt that his father was not very fair, so she couldn't help but say: "But Yang Yan is well-made and the company is doing well. Unlike someone, she only knows the big things in the world, but when she gets home, she can't even make a frying spoon!"

"Xia Yu, don't talk like that!" Yang Yan's voice came over in time. He came back with a pot of Maotai wine and said to Xia Yu from afar, "No one in this society is omnipotent, each with his own division of labor. Uncle Xia is the mayor, and he is in charge of the big and small things in our Hecheng. I just care about the company's technical problems. How can I compare with Uncle Xia?"

Xia Yu didn't care about Yang Yan talking about herself. She glanced at Xia Xiangyang with some smugness and said, "Anyway, I like to eat the dishes made by Yang Yan!"

Xia Xiangyang didn't lose his temper this time. He just looked at Yang Yan and Xia Yu silently, not knowing what he was thinking. Then, after Yang Yan came back, he still reached out to take the pot of Maotai liquor brought by Yang Yan with interest.

What did Yang Yan say just now?

Is there a decades old Moutai?

Xia Xiangyang, who loved wine, couldn't help but pick it up, and squinted his eyes to observe the lights in the dining room.

Interestingly, at this time, Xia Xiangyang was not thinking about finding the flaws that made Yang Yan unable to get out of the stage. He was looking forward to hoping to see a bottle of good wine.

"It's not bad, this is real Moutai, and it should be twenty or thirty years old." Xia Xiangyang and others finished checking, poured a cup and smelled it. Then they nodded to Yang Yan expressionlessly. Naturally, Yang Yan would not see the joy in his heart.

"This is given to me by a good friend of mine! Uncle Xia, you can like it, there are three bottles!" Yang Yan said happily.

"I have a child here today, so I won't drink... Just this one..." Xia Xiangyang twisted the bottle cap back, but Xia Xiangyang couldn't help but pick it up and suck it. After tasting a little, he quickly put down his hand and licked his lips.

Xia Xiangyang looked at Luo Luo carefully, for fear that Luo Luo would be seen, which would be a bad kid!

However, Luo Luo didn't look at him!

The little girl was very interested in the eggplant that her grandmother said just now, and was pestering her and asking her to pick up some eggplant for herself!
Chapter completed!