After washing my hand and sitting in front of the table, May stared at the dishes on the table, and asked, "Mom, you all made it?"
"Yeah! Of course, all your mother did it," Yin Man grabbed before Xia Yu Orange answered, she clamped some asparagus in the bowl of May, "Eat more vegetables ..."
In May, the asparagus was fed in his mouth and frowned: "Mom, why is there no taste? Have you forgotten to put salt?"
Xia Yuman was a little disappointed, and his eyes were dim: "Isn't it delicious? I taste it."
She pinched a piece of asparagus and put it in her mouth, and it really had no taste. Then try other things. Except for the steamed fish that was adjusted, there was no taste.
Suddenly, her expression seemed so embarrassing: "Oh, it's not delicious. You still say that I can cook ..."
She didn't remember whether she had forgotten to put salt and raised her head. She smiled and said with a lot of time, "What should I do? 颢 ..."
Feng Yan's eyes became more gentle because of this soft voice. He lived in her shoulders, and then clamped the asparagus to the mouth and said, "It's not good to eat too salty, good! Very good! Very good!
Eat! This is definitely the best dish I have eaten in five years. May, my mother made ... "
Feng Yan intends to make the words that his mother did, and the adults are really the most short -short.
"I also know that it was made by my mother. There is a mother's heart in it, but it really does not taste. Mom, don't be angry, children can't lie."
? Do you want to help your mother and find the taste back? "
"This idea is good, let's go! Master Feng ..." Xia Yu Orange smiled and attached to peace.
Feng Yan nodded and agreed quickly.
Several dishes were taken into the kitchen after the fish and shrimp were returned to the pot to season.
"Hey! I thought I did a good job ..." Xia Yu Orange watched the wind and waved the spatula, and said sorry.
"It's okay. If you are interested in, do more, do more, just find the feeling. In the past, the cooking was your fun," Feng Yan shoved the vegetables into the plate.
"Is the taste enough?"
"You make it, it must be delicious. Hey, you look handsome." Xia Yu Orange picked up the chopsticks and clamped the vegetables. Before she fed it into her mouth, a sudden disgusting hit my heart.
Seeing that she was stunned, the wind turned off the fire, and asked with a smile: "What's wrong? Dare not eat it?"
Xia Yu Orange waved his hand, sent the vegetables into his mouth, and swallowed it. The re -processed taste was very good, but she had been disgusting.
She put down her chopsticks and covered her throat with her hands, but soon the disgusting feeling disappeared.
"Orange orange, are you uncomfortable?" Feng Yan's complexion changed, he pulled Xia Yu Orange over nervously, and his palm pursued her forehead, "Is it uncomfortable?"
"No," The eager look of Feng Yan made Xia Yu Orange warms his heart, "It's okay, let's go! Put out the vegetables."
After dinner, a family of three accompanied Yin Man to watch TV and watched TV. It was almost nine o'clock to leave the Red Maple Villa.
When I got home, Xia Yu Orange did not accompany him to return to the room in May. She felt uncomfortable, but she couldn't say where it was uncomfortable.
On the terrace, she covered her chest with one hand, and the other hand supported the terrace railings for a long time.
The feeling of disgusting wants to vomit is always like a tide, and she strikes her.