Chapter 55 He likes his mother now

When they were halfway through the hot pot, Shen Zhaonian asked someone to bring some wine and started drinking with his three sons.

They all enjoyed the meal very much and sweat began to appear on their foreheads.

The warmth slid from the tip of the tongue to the throat, all the way into the stomach. I felt warm in my stomach and my whole body felt comfortable.

Seeing that the soup base was gradually becoming thicker, Shen Huazheng put vegetables and bean curd into the pot.

After steaming, the mustard greens slowly absorb the essence of various ingredients in the beef bone soup, making the taste more delicious.

Put it in your mouth and chew it gently, you will find that the stems of shepherd's purse are tender, sweet, and have a light meaty aroma.

Even Shen Kesi, who usually didn't like eating vegetables, put a few chopsticks of shepherd's purse into the bowl.

The bean curd sheets have been fried. As soon as they are put into the pan, the crispy bean curd sheets suddenly become soft and tender, and look very tempting.

Chen Huazheng used a serving chopstick to pick up a piece of yuba floating in the soup pot and put it into the bowl.

This time she didn't dip it in sauce, but just blew on it and put it into her mouth.

Bean curd sheets have a natural bean aroma and a delicate and smooth taste. When you chew them gently, you can still smell the freshness of the soup pot.

Really delicious.

Zhou also picked up a piece of bean curd, put it to her mouth and took a bite.

It is elastic, smooth, tough and has a strong bean flavor.

After swallowing the bean curd sheets in my mouth, I could feel the fresh fragrance on my lips and cheeks.

I didn’t expect that even yuba is so delicious.

She looked at her husband and children beside her, her eyes slightly warm.

My husband is considerate, my children are sensible and filial, I have no worries about food and clothing, and my life is peaceful and good.

This is probably the feeling of happiness described in the storybooks.

It was warm in the side hall, and everyone sat together, eating beef hotpot and chatting.

Looking at the steam bubbling out of the pot and the mist rising up, the warmth in my body suddenly surged into my heart, like a clear spring flowing in my heart.

For a moment, it seemed as if all the sorrows and worries were left behind, leaving only the tranquility and warmth of the moment.

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On the other side, Zhou Ying was also having dinner with her son. She looked at Song Ye nervously, fearing that the food she cooked would not suit his taste.

In order to prevent Song Ye from becoming estranged from Zhou Ying and the Zhou family, Grand Tutor Zhou and Duke Weiguo agreed that Song Ye would stay at the Grand Tutor's mansion for a few days every once in a while.

Today, Song Ye came to the Grand Tutor's Mansion, and Zhou Ying cooked personally and made several different flavors of rice rolls.

There are vegetarian sausages, egg rice rolls, beef rice rolls, and shrimp and red rice sausages.

Song Ye ate in an elegant manner, but his speed was not slow at all.

Soon, the two plates in front of him were empty.

Song Ye slowly picked up the handkerchief and wiped his mouth. Just as he was about to speak, the teapot beside him began to emit smoke.

Zhou Ying was worried that Song Ye would have trouble digesting the rice rolls if he ate too much, so she had someone put a small stove nearby and set up a teapot to boil hawthorn chrysanthemum tea.

She picked up the teapot, poured two cups of tea, and handed one to Song Ye: "Drink some tea to moisten your body. This is the tea that mother made with fresh hawthorns, dried into hawthorns, and added red dates and chrysanthemums."

Song Ye picked up the teacup, blew on it gently, and took a sip.

The tea soup is bright red, sweet and sour, with a slight aftertaste.

He took another sip, and his heart warmed when he thought of the candied haws Zhou Ying had bought for him when he was a child.

"Mom, rice noodle rolls are delicious. My son likes them very much."

The rice noodle rolls are crystal clear and taste delicate and smooth.

Each different flavor of rice noodle rolls has its own unique taste and charm.

But when it comes to his favorite, Song Ye still thinks the shrimp and red rice sausage is the best.

The fresh shrimp and red rice sausage is just as its name suggests, with a layer of red rice roll skin on the outside, fresh shrimp wrapped inside, and a layer of crispy fried crispy skin.

It is different from other rice rolls in that it is not a whole strip, but is cut into pieces.

The red sausage vermicelli skin is soft yet chewy, the skin is thin but not broken, and the sauce is rich and fresh.

The crispy crust in the middle is crispy and fragrant.

The shrimp meat inside is large and plump, fresh and delicious.

Put it in your mouth and chew it, it is soft, crispy and tender, and the three different textures are intertwined together, making people unable to help but immerse themselves in this wonderful taste.

After receiving her son's affirmation, Zhou Ying couldn't help but smile, "As long as you like, mother will make you something delicious."

She secretly made up her mind that she would seriously study cooking in the future, and whenever she made any new food, she would have someone send it to Ye'er.

"Okay." Song Ye nodded with a smile and continued to drink hawthorn tea.

He had indeed eaten a little too much and felt a little bloated. He drank some hawthorn tea and immediately felt much better.

Zhou Ying sat aside and started drinking from her own teacup.

They drank tea and chatted.

Zhou Ying asked Song Ye about his studies in the academy and his daily meals. She also told him about her plan to start a food business with Chen Huazheng and Princess Lejia.

Song Ye listened quietly, nodding and agreeing from time to time.

He could see that his mother was very happy after leaving the Song family.

The woman who once had eyes full of resentment and fatigue is gone. Instead, she now looks excited and lively when talking about food.

very nice.

He also likes his mother now and his current life very much.

Song Ye put down the teacup and blinked his eyelashes slightly.

He will study harder and grow up faster.

Only then will I be able to provide a support for my mother and protect her happiness in the future.