Wang Haifeng wanted to say that this is not enough to eat? As a result, I put a piece in my mouth, and when I chewed it, I spit it out into the trash, and it was not cooked at all.

People cook and cook with a scorched outside and tender inside, she is good, and she is raw on the outside.

This daughter-in-law is not the material for being a housewife, he has known it for a long time, but he is not dead, today......

He made a decision: "Daughter-in-law, you still don't have to do it when you cook in the future." ”

After saying that, he regretfully wanted to throw away the cake, Li Yingxue snatched it, dragged it and put it in his mouth, swallowed it hard, and choked out tears.

"Haifeng, I'll make you pimple soup, this is easy to do, anyway, I'll let you eat the food I cooked today."

After she finished speaking, she rolled up her sleeves and prepared to make pimple soup with noodles, Wang Haifeng looked at her with tears and smiles, with distress in his eyes.

He understood why his daughter-in-law had to cook for him, and wanted to leave some good memories before he left.

Fifteen minutes later, Wang Haifeng looked at the bowl of paste in front of him and wanted to cry without tears, his daughter-in-law is really a fool of cooking, can this be eaten?

"It should taste good, but I made it while I tasted it."

Li Yingxue looked at him expectantly, she didn't panic about this, it was really not good-looking in appearance, but it was still delicious to eat.

"Okay."

Wang Haifeng agreed stubbornly, it took a little effort to eat this paste with chopsticks, and he deliberately went to the kitchen to get the spoon and ate it one bite at a time.

"Daughter-in-law, have you tasted it?"

Wang Haifeng couldn't eat half a bowl anymore, wiped his mouth and pushed the bowl away, looking at her seriously.

It doesn't matter if it's unpalatable, but don't lie!

"Yes! I tasted it, and when it was light, I put some salt, and when it was salty, I put some noodles. ”

Li Yingxue nodded seriously, and a touch of helplessness flashed in Wang Haifeng's deep eyes.

Put some noodles? No wonder he ate a bowl of paste?

This pimple soup is salty and bitter, is there such a salt?

There is not even a little amount of cooking, and if she continues to do this, the white noodles at home will bottom out in two days.

"Isn't it delicious?"

Li Yingxue frowned and looked at Wang Haifeng, who was looking at her with a bitter face, what kind of gaze was that, was there nothing to do?

"How can you have a say if you don't try?"

Wang Haifeng didn't eat it this time like the last noodle incident, but pushed it to his daughter-in-law to taste.

Dampen her enthusiasm for cooking, lest she spoil the food.

Li Yingxue looked at him suspiciously, her face was expressionless, her eyes didn't move, and she couldn't see what he meant?

Give it a try! I thought it wouldn't be too unpalatable, but his mouth was too tight, but as soon as she ate it, her little face twitched together.

"It's bitter and salty, and today the salt is bad."

Li Yingxue vomited after only taking one bite, and directly put the blame on the salt.

In modern times, refined salt is used, but here it is a large grain of coarse salt, which has a bitter taste.

She didn't wronged them for this, but it was so salty, and she should be a little responsible.

Who told her not to control herself? You can't put it all at once! If it's light, you can put less salt noodles, it's not easy to get salty!

Wang Haifeng sighed in his heart, watching his daughter-in-law frown for a while, relieved for a while, and blaming herself for a while, the expression on her face changed several times in the blink of an eye, obviously her heart was confused and entangled.

The big hand rubbed her head and looked at her with a doting and helpless gaze.

"Daughter-in-law, the beauty is far away from cooking, you still don't have to cook in the future, there is a mother in the store, there is me at home, don't work hard"

Li Yingxue glanced at his deep eyes, how could he feel that what he said seemed to be a little wrong? So she went out of her way to correct him.

"Shouldn't it be a gentleman's kitchen?"

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