She still can't figure out why the drunken chicken her mother made as she pleased was so delicious, but she followed her mother's method every step of the way, but still couldn't succeed.

Therefore, after failing for the tenth time, Su Wuwei gave up decisively. This was a recipe that was exclusively for his mother. It is expected that even the drunken chicken made by the chef for the state banquet would be different from his mother's.

It's not that the chef at the state banquet didn't cook it well, but her taste buds only remembered her mother's drunken chicken.

Seeing her come out, Su's father immediately ordered Su Bai Tai to take out the chilled red wine from the refrigerator. Su's mother also came out of the kitchen. She wiped her hands on her apron and smiled as she asked Su Wuwei to wash his hands and get ready to eat.

In fact, Su Wuwei had already washed her hands before coming out, but she was obedient and washed her hands again. Only when she was with her parents could she be a child who didn't have to worry.

When she came out of the big bathroom, the dining table was already filled with food. Su's father and mother had always advocated unnecessary waste, especially on the dining table.

In Su Wuwei's childhood, except for the Chinese New Year, the table was rarely filled with dishes. Even if they cooked a sumptuous meal during the Chinese New Year, the uneaten dishes would never be wasted. Therefore, the Su family usually served them on the first day of the new year. They are basically leftovers, which corresponds to having more than enough every year.

At this moment, Su Wuwei looked at the table full of dishes and felt very unhappy. She was already someone else's mother, but she still had her parents worry about her. It was really unfilial.

Thinking of this, she forced herself to smile a little and proactively helped serve the soup. The soup looked like it was made by her father. The milky white crucian carp soup was visually similar to jelly.

It takes a lot of effort to stew the crucian carp soup like this. My mother, the teacher of the senior high school class who teaches chemistry, does not have this patience, and only my father, who teaches at the university, can be so calm.

Unlike Su Wuwei's Drunken Fragrant Chicken, which has been defeated repeatedly, Su Wuwei is still very successful in making this crucian carp soup. Yan Jing and Yan Duo have been drinking fish soup almost every other time since they were so old. Of course, this is due to Su's father's patient teaching of skills. are inseparable.

No matter how delicious the crucian carp soup she made was, it was not as delicious as the one made by her parents. Su Wuwei drank less than half the bowl in one breath, feeling warm in his stomach, and his heart relaxed unconsciously.

At this time, Su Baitai had already taken out the red wine. He poured a glass of wine for each of the four people, and then sat obediently opposite Su Wuwei, unconsciously stirring the fish soup with a spoon.

Mother Su and Father Su looked at each other, and finally Mother Su said, "Bo Tai has finally returned to China. Our family of four can get together more often in the future. Let's have a drink together to celebrate."

Su's father and Su Baitai quickly raised their glasses. Su Wuwei smiled a little, said "Welcome back to China", and clinked glasses with them.

The four of them all raised their heads and drank the contents of their glasses, and the atmosphere in the dining room suddenly became more harmonious.

Su Baitai performed very well today. Without waiting for anyone's instructions, he stood up immediately and took the initiative to pour wine for everyone. The fine red wine swayed slightly in the goblet, like a piece of burgundy amber. Keep your eyes open.

Su's father pulled off the two big drumsticks of Zuixiang Chicken and gave one to Su Wuwei and the other to Su Baitai. He couldn't help but joke, "Today you have the drumsticks because the two children are not here." Eat, when they go on holiday, you won’t have any share.”

"Dad, you are looking down on us too much. We have long since passed the age where we like to eat chicken legs." Su Baitai immediately shouted in protest, "Also, the meat of the chicken legs is too thick and has no flavor inside. I don’t like eating it.”

Su Wuwei burst into laughter. She pretended to take the chicken legs from Su Bai Tai's bowl and said rudely, "Since you don't like to eat it, just give it to me."

"Hey, sister, you are too greedy. One is not enough, you actually want mine?" Su Bai Tai yelled exaggeratedly while protecting his bowl.

Su Wuwei shrugged his shoulders and said with a look of disgust on his face, "Who cares about your chicken legs? I just can't stand the way you behave when you get a bargain."

Her words made Su's father and mother both laugh, and Su Bai Tai's fair cheeks also had a few blushes, but when he saw his parents laughing, he also laughed.

With such a start, the lunch meal was quite enjoyable. Everyone tacitly did not mention anything about the Internet. The four of them persuaded each other to eat more and drink more.

Even Mother Su, who was habitually serious, spent most of the meal with a smile. She looked at her children with a loving light in their eyes.

After the meal was over, Su Wuwei took the initiative to clean up the dishes. Su's mother became the one who took care of the dishes, while Su's father and Su Baitai took out the tea sets and started making tea.

Su Wuwei used a pair of clean chopsticks to skillfully handle the unfinished meals, put the meat and vegetables together, and at the same time picked out the onions, ginger, garlic, peppercorns, cinnamon, star anise, bay leaves, etc. that no one would eat in the dishes.

When she put away the leftovers according to Su's mother's habit, Su Muyin started washing pots and dishes over there, and she hurried over to help.

Mother Su told her that she could just rinse the dishes and chopsticks with clean water. There was no need for both of them to have dish soap on their hands.

This is actually a very simple thing, but Su Wuwei felt a sore nose after listening to it. Your biological mother is indeed your biological mother. No matter how good your mother-in-law is to you, she can't compare with your biological mother.

In the ten years she has been in the Yan family, Yan's mother has never been so considerate to her in details. In the past, she even felt that Yan's mother was always kind and kind, which was very close to her, which was much better than her own mother's cold face.

Su Wuwei lowered his head to wash the dishes and said angrily, "Mom, I'm sorry."

There was a clang as the words fell to the ground, and Su Wuwei hurriedly turned around to look. It turned out that a porcelain bowl had fallen on the ground, and it broke into several pieces in an instant.

She grabbed Su's mother's hand and asked anxiously, "Mom, is your hand okay?"

Mother Su shook her head and her eyes turned red. She knelt down and picked up the broken pieces of porcelain. Su Wuwei wanted to stop her, but Mother Su insisted not to let her interfere.

After the ground returned to its smooth appearance, Mother Su stood up again. Maybe she had been squatting for too long, and she was a little anemic. She could barely stand still by holding on to the sink.

Although Mother Su's face was pale, she still looked at Su Wuwei with a smile and said, "Silly boy, what can you say to your mother that you're sorry for? You are the one who has been hurt the most by this matter."

"Mom, do you believe that the person in the photo is not me?" Su Wuwei's jaw dropped in surprise, and his mouth opened so wide that he could almost stuff an egg into it.

Although she knew very well that the person above was not her, that was because she knew clearly that she had never taken such a photo; Fu Yuan did not believe it was her, and he might have inferred it based on her reaction at the time and her character; And Yan Yan, to be honest, Su Wuwei didn't think Yan Yan really believed that the person in the photo was not her.