Gu Wanqing changed his posture and continued reading the newspaper.
But after a while, the unique salty and fragrant smell mixed with eggs came out again, making people distracted.
What kind of dish is this?
He couldn't help but think.
I suddenly felt a little hungry.
"Hmph, my soldier's will will not be shaken."
Gu Wanqing simply moved to a place farther away from the kitchen and continued reading the newspaper.
With my own psychological suggestion, I was finally able to stop being affected by the fragrance.
Just when he was proud of his strong willpower, an overbearing spicy and salty smell suddenly rushed out.
Just by smelling it, the delicious spicy flavor seems to have attached itself to the taste buds, instantly whetting one's appetite.
"Oh, grandma's Youyou, what dish did you make that's so delicious?"
The smell was so tempting that Mrs. Gu couldn't even read the newspaper.
"Grandma—this is stir-fried pork with chili peppers, it's almost done—come over here and wash your hands and eat!"
Song Youyou shouted while flipping the spatula in her hand.
"Oh, good!"
Old Mrs. Gu put down the newspaper and happily pushed the wheel inside.
She had absolutely no intention of falling in love with her middle-aged rebellious son.
Gu Wanqing felt a little aggrieved. Why didn't he kiss her?
Maybe I will suddenly forgive them!
Song Youyou served the stir-fried pork with chili peppers, and scooped out a scoop of white lard from the jar of meat. She put it in the pot and stir-fried it with onions, ginger, and garlic. She was planning to make the last dish, which was also the simplest stir-fried bok choy.
But it is often the simplest dishes that test one's ability the most.
Nowadays, every household has a ration of grain and oil. People are reluctant to use oil when stir-frying vegetables, and they don’t have the time to think about the seasoning.
Therefore, the aroma of the vegetables fried in the oil used to make the meat in the jar is much more fragrant than ordinary ones.
"hiss--"
"What delicious food did this family make? Why does it smell so good?"
Gu Fengnian just returned home and smelled the tempting aroma of food from afar. When he got closer, he realized that the aroma came from his own home.
He thought he was not a person who indulged in food, and he couldn't help swallowing several times on the way in.
"Of course it smells good. This is made by my lovely granddaughter-in-law. You are in for a treat. Come and wash your hands and have a meal."
"Oh, I have to try it!"
Gu Fengnian responded and went to the kitchen.
When passing by, he saw his son still sitting and reading the newspaper, and asked in confusion:
"It's time to eat, why are you still sitting here?"
"Hmm? Time to eat?"
Gu Wanqing pretended to have just realized it and put down the newspaper in his hand.
"Then I..."
"Wan Qing said he doesn't want to eat, so just ignore him and come over here."
Gu Wanqing put down the newspaper and paused.
"I didn't actually mean..."
"Yes, grandpa, don't worry about Dad. He said he's not hungry." Gu Xiao said deliberately with a smile in his eyes.
Gu Wanqing: "..." I can't live like this for even a day! !
Song Youyou brought out the dishes and saw Gu Xiao and his grandmother teasing Gu Xu childishly.
I thought... well, it was pretty fun.
And very warm.
"Dad, come over here and wash your hands and eat. Even if you're not hungry, you can eat less."
Gu Wanqing never expected that Song Youyou would come to kiss him.
His expression was a little unnatural as he said, "Then... then I'll just give it a light taste."
Okay, life is still manageable.
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