Haiyue brought up a portion of fried sour bamboo shoots and placed it in front of Fang Rong, smiling happily as she waited for her to eat it!
All other dishes are on the side.
It can be seen that this is Hai Yueniang's favorite dish, sour bamboo shoots. But Teacher Fang hates eating sour food at all. When he eats it, he feels like vomiting and swallowing it into his stomach, not to mention how uncomfortable it is...
Now, just seeing and smelling that smell, she was already swallowing sour water...
"Mom, my cooking is not good and it's not as delicious as yours. You make do with it. When my daughter perfects her skills, she will make something more sour for you!" Haiyue happily gave Fang Rong a large portion.
Pile pickled bamboo shoots in a bowl.
Seeing Haiyue's heart full of emotions, and thinking of Haitang's words, Fang Rong felt that she couldn't hurt this girl, but if she didn't hurt Haiyue's heart, she would hurt her own stomach...
The lesser of two evils…
Teacher Fang resisted, put a piece of sour bamboo shoots together, put it to his mouth, imagined it as a sweet, and then swallowed it, pretending to like it very much, it was delicious...
This is really difficult for her...
Haitang looked at it and wanted to laugh, Teacher Fang, hehe, you also have times like this, it's not common.
"How is it? Is it delicious?" Haiyue eagerly wanted her mother to rate her craftsmanship.
"Not bad, not bad. It's just a bit..." Fang Rong wanted to say it was sour, but Haiyue answered her, "It's just not sour enough, right? I will do better next time. Mom, you are in luck, the bamboo shoots are coming out.
A good season.”
"This is not a blessing. It's better to let me drink cold water and eat a steamed bun..." Fang Rong thought to herself, and quickly winked at Haitang and asked her to think of a solution.
"Hai Yue, my mother has been living away from home all these years, so some of her tastes may have changed..." Before Haitang could finish speaking, Hai Yue gave Fang Rong some sour bamboo shoots and put them in a bowl.
"I know, sister, some tastes have changed, but Mom will definitely like to eat these sour bamboo shoots. This will not change. Right, Mom?" Haiyue asked innocently, holding her chin.
"Yes, yes..." Fang Rong said against her will, thinking to herself, why is this girl so stubborn!
Haiyue stared, and Fang Rong made up her mind, "Stomach, stomach, I'm sorry for you, just be patient."
Fang Rong quickly ate all the sour bamboo shoots in the bowl. In order to prevent herself from vomiting, she also ate some pastries and sweets, all made by the chef she brought with her!
It looks like he hasn't eaten in three days!
Mom is pretty good to Haiyue, Haitang thought to herself, and felt relieved...
Seeing the family of three so close, everyone sighed, how unpredictable things are...
Unexpectedly, Haitang and Haiyue have such a wealthy woman! Such a generous person!
This will not only save the club, but also whatever you want to do in the future, you can just ask for money. What a powerful financial support!
"Mother-in-law, this is the first time we meet. My son-in-law offers you tea instead of wine!" Datong stood up and said politely.
Fang Rong looked at Datong. She was good-looking and polite. In addition, she had made some political achievements in the county government since she took office. She managed the county well. Haitang still had a good eye for choosing her husband...
Wrong, wrong, it was my stupid daughter who was lucky enough to meet him, she didn't choose her at all...
"Son-in-law, you're welcome." Fang Rong also drank a bowl of tea.
It is said that the mother-in-law is more and more pleased with her son-in-law. After this meal, Fang Rong was really pleased with Datong...
After dinner, at the invitation of Datong, Fang Rong decided to go to Qiaotou Village to see what Haitang Dyeing House was like, and to see if her parents-in-law were good to her. After all, seeing is believing.