Wei Zhuhui said honestly, “Aunt Wang took two days off. She will probably be back tomorrow night."

This can't be false, Aunt Wang will be back tomorrow.

"ah!"

"oh!"

This, oh, I don’t know what it means. Wei Zhuhui is confused.

So, you can still eat two meals! Chen Yang was thinking in his mind. So few!

Chen Yang felt depressed.

The next morning, Xia Yinuo got up early to make breakfast. He missed breakfast for a long time.

Xia Yinuo made her favorite preserved egg and lean meat porridge. In addition to the preserved egg and lean meat porridge, she also cooked fresh mushroom and seafood porridge. The porridge cooking took a long time, but the process was not troublesome. While cooking porridge, Xia Yinuo made some more pastries. Osmanthus cake is her favorite. Qiju tea jelly has a nice color and I think Girl Yueyue will like it. Peach blossom siomai is also good to satisfy hunger. Grandpa Chen likes fried dough sticks. Yinuo fried fried dough sticks again, there were steamed buns in the refrigerator, and steamed them again.

Cooking porridge requires side dishes. Xia Yinuo likes to eat pickled ginger. Last night, he pickled the shredded ginger and put it in the refrigerator. In the morning, I took it out to eat and it tasted pretty good. Xia Yinuo's own ginger is enough, but there are other people in the family who want to eat breakfast porridge, like Grandpa Chen and Grandma Chen, they all like to eat porridge. Xia Yinuo thought for a while and stir-fried three more vegetables. He had dried tofu at home, cut it into slices, and mixed it with blanched garlic sprouts, added sugar, soy sauce, and sesame oil.

After Xia Yinuo made breakfast, everyone in the family got up one after another. Woke up.

The first one to come was Grandpa Chen, "Morning!"

"Good morning, grandpa, what do you want to eat? Porridge with preserved eggs, lean meat, fresh mushrooms and seafood porridge? There are also fried dough sticks and soy milk that grandpa likes to eat." Xia Yinuo turned around and asked.

"I'll do it myself." Grandpa Chen served himself a bowl of fresh mushroom and seafood porridge.

Xia Yinuo brought the stir-fried vegetables to the table. Xia Yinuo didn't know if anyone liked the pickled ginger. Xia Yinuo only filled a small bowl and placed it on his side.

After everything was done, Xia Yinuo started to eat breakfast by himself, preserved egg and lean meat porridge. Xia Yinuo likes to put some green onions in it for seasoning. He smells the fragrance of green onions and mixes it. The preserved eggs and lean meat are refreshing and smooth, which makes his stomach comfortable. Extremely.

"What's in this small bowl?" Grandpa Chen asked, pointing to the small bowl of shredded ginger in front of Xia Yinuo.

"This is pickled ginger."

Xia Yinuo thought that he was the only one who liked to eat it, so he put it in front of him. Xia Yinuo pushed the bowl toward the middle.

"Ginger shreds? Pickled?"

Grandpa Chen picked up a few sticks and put them in his mouth. They were crunchy, sweet, and had the spiciness of ginger. "Yeah! Not bad, not bad. In the past, during the Chinese New Year, I would always buy two or three kilograms. Later, I sold this If there is less, there will be more food to eat, and the shredded ginger gradually fades out of sight. Now, how can I sell it? I haven’t eaten it in many years.”

Grandpa Chen nodded with satisfaction. It tasted almost the same as before.

"Grandpa, I made this myself. I like to eat it, but I didn't expect grandpa to like it too." Xia Yinuo didn't expect that his grandpa would like to eat pickled ginger shreds as much as he did.

"Did you make it yourself?" Grandpa Chen didn't expect his grandson's wife to know how to pickle vegetables. This is a skill that only people in the older generation can master. Nowadays, people buy ready-made pickles.

"Yeah! It's quite simple, just like pickling sour cowpeas or pickling pickles."

In fact, the process of pickling vegetables is similar. However, now, some people like to put other seasonings in it, such as pickled sauerkraut, apples and pears, which taste better.

"Can you pickle sour ginger beans?" Grandpa Chen suddenly remembered the sour cowpeas he loved to eat in his early years.

Sour cowpea?

Sour cowpeas are a little more difficult to pickle than pickles, because the word sour requires just the right amount of salt. However, this does not trouble Xia Yinuo.

When he was in college, Xia Yinuo and Xu Ling went to a restaurant to have dinner together. Before the food was served, the boss gave us appetizing sour cowpeas and peanuts. Since then, the two have been obsessed with sour cowpeas. Xu Ling encouraged Xia Yinuo to try making it, and even bought all the kimchi jars. Xia Yinuo wanted to eat it himself, so he started experimenting. The first time, it was pickled and salty, and there was no sour taste. Xia Yinuo ate it alone as a pickle. The second time I did it, I succeeded unexpectedly. In college, the kimchi jar was never idle. Xia Yinuo still remembered that Sheng Mingning from the dormitory next door came over every now and then to ask for sour cowpeas. Later, whenever she came, the people in the dormitory would feed her sour cowpeas without her asking.

There are still many happy things in college.

Xia Yinuo stopped reminiscing and nodded, “I can make it. Grandpa wants to eat?"

It's okay not to think about it, but when I think about it, I suddenly feel excited. The sour taste will probably give me one more bowl of rice!

"Hmm! Sour cowpeas are delicious! As I get older, my mouth always tastes bad. The sour taste of sour cowpeas is appetizing!"

"Then I'll buy some young cowpeas today. I'll marinate them for a few days and then you can eat them."

"Okay, okay." Grandpa Chen said hello.

Xia Yinuo pursed his lips and smiled. He loved the feeling of being able to do things for his family, and his heart was full of joy.

The delicious food was eaten again by the Chen family.

In the evening, Aunt Wang came back happily and brought local specialties from her hometown.

When cooking in the evening, Aunt Wang felt something was wrong. She always seemed to have her eyes scanning the kitchen. Aunt Wang looked back twice and found nothing different. The old man was drinking tea and reading a book, the old man was looking at his mobile phone, the wife and young madam were looking after the children, and the young master was looking at the computer. If there is any difference, today , there are quite a lot of people in the living room. Everyone is here except the old lady. The old lady is in poor health and rarely goes out except to eat.

So why do I feel something is wrong? Aunt Wang was thinking about it while cooking, but she couldn't figure it out even if she tried her best.

When the food was on the table, it became even more obvious that something was wrong. oh! I get it, there's something wrong with their expressions.

Yes, that's it. Looking at the food, it seems that the food is poisonous. It can't be said to be poisonous. If it is poisonous, no one will eat it. They are still eating the food. But now, with their chopsticks in hand, they seem to be at a loss as to what to eat and what to eat.

My cooking is still the same! Did you put too much salt? Or did you put the wrong seasonings?

That’s not right, they’re not all eating it! The lady didn't say a word, saying that the seasonings were wrong, or the vegetables were salty or bland? After a while, when the table is cleared, I will try it myself to see if there is anything wrong with it. Aunt Wang decided secretly in her heart.

From the standard of a five-star restaurant where we ate at lunch, it suddenly dropped to the standard of a roadside shop, which was a bit unacceptable to everyone.

The meat is not tasty enough, the fish is a bit salty, the seafood is a bit old, the lotus roots are not crispy enough, the cress oil is too big...it seems that every dish can find faults, let alone the appearance of the dish.

You see, the vegetables in the vegetable and tofu soup are not bright green, so it makes you unappetizing! Chen Yang picked up a small green vegetable and put it into his mouth. It didn't have the green and astringent taste of the green vegetable, so it didn't taste good.

"It's not as delicious as mom's cooking. Mom, will you still cook tomorrow?" Yueyue said with a pout.

As soon as Yueyue finished speaking, several bright eyes on the table swept over, waiting for Xia Yinuo's answer.

Xia Yinuo only watched Yueyue eating and didn't realize that everyone's eyes were on him. "Mom came back late because she was afraid that eating dinner too late would be bad for her health. However, Yueyue can order a dish, and mom can I’ll cook it for you to eat.”

"Okay." Yueyue responded crisply, and my mother agreed to cook for me.

A dish?

His expectant eyes were suddenly disappointed.

What a dish! With so many people, only one chopstick is enough for each person, which is not enough to fill the space between teeth.

"Hey!" A sigh. Don't know who sent it.

Xia Yinuo looked up at the people on the table. Everyone had their heads lowered and ate slowly, unable to see why. Xia Yinuo was confused. Everyone seems to be in a low mood!

I do not know how it is? Xia Yinuo muttered a few words in his heart and threw them behind him.

After that, Xia Yinuo could eat dishes cooked specially for Yueyue every night. Yueyue's dishes are always eaten cleanly.

Aunt Wang put away the food and tasted almost every dish. She frowned and thought to herself: There is nothing wrong with the food! Same taste as before. Why are there more dishes left today than before?

Aunt Wang couldn't figure out why even if she thought about it. I had to give up, but fortunately, the rest of the day was the same as before, and the leftovers were almost the same as before. Every time the young lady comes back to cook a delicious dish, it smells delicious. I wonder how it tastes. Because, every time, the dish is eaten clean.

The dish Xia Yinuo cooks every day does not affect Aunt Wang's work. Aunt Wang stopped paying attention.

The Chen family continued to eat Aunt Wang's food. After all, Xia Yinuo didn't have time to cook.

Xia Yinuo didn't know what the Chen family was thinking. After all, in the past, only Xu Ling said that the food she cooked was delicious.

Xia Yinuo called Yuling every two days, fearing that Yuling would not be used to her new job. Fortunately, Yu Ling seemed to be quite happy and did not complain to Xia Yinuo.

Yu Ling has nothing to complain about. The manager of the service department is not just a freeloader. He was introduced to her by her boss. Even if you don't do anything, she won't give you a look. Therefore, Yuling was very happy.

However, on this day, after lunch, Yuling called Xia Yinuo and said she had something important to report.

Xia Yinuo couldn't understand what could be important. However, Xia Yinuo still made an appointment with her to meet in the public activity room.

It has been more than two months since Yuling came. When Yuling called, she said that her job was good, her colleagues were friendly, and the leader of her group was very kind to her.

Xia Yinuo thought: Yuling is straight-tempered, so she should be successful at work. However, this success should have the shadow of Chen Yang in it.

Xia Yinuo knew Yu Ling best. After all, she had had many quarrels when she was a child. Of course, Yu Ling almost always blamed Xia Yinuo.

Yu Ling is straightforward and has a short temper, and gets easily upset over anything.

That's fine, if people with discerning eyes give her a little mercy, she won't deal with others without any reason. She wants to deal with others, but she doesn’t have the heart to do it!

Yuling came soon, mysteriously.

"Sister Yinuo!" Yuling was really polite. I wonder if it was because he helped her find a job.

"Yuling, is something wrong?"

"Let's go out and let me tell you something." Yuling said mysteriously.

So, Xia Yinuo took Yu Ling to the conference room at the back.

Yuling looked around, then came over and whispered, “Sister! I heard that my brother-in-law likes Fang Xiangxin from our department."

"impossible."

"How is it impossible?" Yu Ling looked anxious, "What I said is true. They said that Fang Xiangxin has photos of her brother-in-law in her cell phone!"

"Your brother-in-law will not get involved with female colleagues in the company. This is a rule set by your brother-in-law's father." This was what Xia Yinuo heard from Wei Zhuhui after they got married.

"What's the use of rules? They are set by my father. Sister, you and your brother-in-law are in the same company, and you are not in love or married." Yuling said scornfully, “Sister, don't take it seriously. Your conditions No one else is as good as her, so she has to be extremely considerate, otherwise, the position of the CEO’s wife will be lost.”

After saying this, Xia Yinuo rolled her eyes in her heart. She really didn't know how she was working in the service department these days. How come it's so harsh when you say it out loud! What do you mean my conditions are not as good as others? Okay! What you said is also true. Xia Yinuo decided to pretend that he didn't hear that sentence.