Everyone at the table stopped eating and stared at Qingtian's reaction.
Mrs. Ye had even taken out her handkerchief and prepared some cold tea, prepared for the possibility of crying from the spiciness on a sunny day.
As a result, Qingtian smacked her lips and instead of crying, she said, "It smells so good!"
Old Madam Ye laughed when she heard this: "Oh, we can eat spicy food on sunny days?
"Come, let me feed you another mouthful of milk."
As she spoke, she picked up some cabbage from the spoon as a base, put potato slices and tofu on top again, and finally put some pickled chili on top.
This is the Ye family’s favorite way to eat this dish.
Qingtian opened his mouth wide and ate all the ingredients on the spoon in one bite.
His mouth was full and he was chewing hard like a little squirrel.
"Is it spicy?" Mrs. Ye asked hurriedly.
Qingtian couldn't speak because he hadn't swallowed the words in his mouth yet, so he could only shake his head at her.
"Qingtian is really amazing. He can eat spicier food than your father!" Mrs. Ye made fun of her own man without mercy.
Boss Ye quickly said, "Even if she can eat spicy food, she can't eat too much. She's so young, and the spiciness will hurt her tongue."
The younger ones in the family saw how much Sunny enjoyed eating the hot pepper paste and they all clamored to have some too.
Mrs. Ye looked at the twins speechlessly and said, "It's not like you two haven't eaten this before outside the Great Wall. It was so spicy that you cried and peed. Now that the scars have healed, you've forgotten the pain, right?"
Ye Changzhao hurriedly said, "Mom, I'm older now. If my sister can eat it, I can definitely eat it too!"
Ye Changfeng was not a talkative person. Seeing this, he was too lazy to wait for Ye Ersao's consent. He imitated Old Lady Ye and piled the dishes on the spoon, then put some paste on the chili peppers and stuffed them all into his mouth.
On the other side, Mrs. Ye San was straightforward. When she heard Ye Changnian clamoring for food, she directly took a spoonful and stuffed it into his mouth.
So everyone watched as Ye Changfeng and Ye Changnian's faces turned red.
Ye Changnian was young and it was his first time eating spicy chili peppers. He felt a burning sensation in his mouth and spit out a "wow" sound on the ground.
Mrs. Ye San gave him some water to rinse his mouth while she cleaned up the mess on the floor. She couldn't help but say, "Now you know how powerful I am, don't you? I'll make you want to eat everything you see in the future!"
But Ye Changfeng was stubborn. Even though he felt his mouth was on fire from the spiciness, he still refused to spit out what was in his mouth and tried hard to swallow it.
Mrs. Ye held the water in one hand and a handkerchief in the other, and said angrily, "Spit it out quickly, drink some water and rinse your mouth, or you'll get hurt by the spiciness!"
Ye Changfeng just refused, his face flushed and his neck thickened, but he kept his mouth tightly shut.
Mrs. Ye was so angry that she wanted to go up and pry his mouth open.
Fortunately, Qingtian was beside him at this moment and said, "Fourth brother, you put too much chili paste just now, spit it out quickly!"
With Qingtian's words as an excuse, Ye Changfeng finally turned around and ran outside to spit out what was in his mouth.
Mrs. Ye Er chased him out with a cup and asked him to rinse his mouth.
Old Madam Ye shook her head helplessly and pointed at Old Second Ye and said, "Look at this son you gave birth to. He's just as stubborn as you!"
Ye Lao Er didn't take his mother's words seriously. He smiled innocently and said, "It's only natural that my son looks like me. If he doesn't, it will be a big disaster!"
Old Mrs. Ye was choked by what he said. She could only glare at him and said, "Just keep talking nonsense. If your wife hears it, she will punish you when she gets home!"
Ye Laoer smiled but said nothing.
After a while, Ye Ersao carried Ye Changfeng, who had just rinsed his mouth, into the house.
Ye Changfeng's lips and tongue were red from the spiciness, and it looked very painful.
"Wait until the food cools down before eating, or it will hurt like hell."
On the other side, Ye Changnian's mouth was also red, tears still welling up in his eyes. He looked at Qingtian pitifully and asked, "Qingtian, you're lying! Your mouth hurts so much from the spiciness, and you still say it tastes good."
"But it's delicious..." Qingtian whispered to defend himself, but seeing the pitiful looks of Ye Changfeng and Ye Changnian, he began to doubt whether there was something wrong with him, so he had to turn around and look at Mrs. Ye.
"It all depends on the individual. Some people can handle spicy food very well, while others can't handle it at all."
Mrs. Ye said this and asked the children to look at her bowl and that of Boss Ye.
Her bowl was bright red, and it was obvious that she had put a lot of hot peppers in it.
There was almost no trace of chili pepper in Boss Ye’s bowl.
“It’s not just children, it’s adults too.
“Some people, like me, can really handle spicy food.
“Some people are like your dad, they can hardly eat anything spicy.
“So eating spicy food is like a person’s alcohol tolerance.
“There are those who can drink a lot, and there are those who can drink little.
"If you can't eat spicy food, just eat less. There's nothing right or wrong about it."
Hearing this, Qingtian happily hugged Sister Ye's arm and said, "That's great. I can eat spicy food just like mom."
Mrs. Ye said without hesitation: "Of course not, otherwise you are my precious daughter!"
Upon hearing this, Ye Changnian turned his gaze to Ye Sansao.
Mrs. Ye looked at the chili in her bowl and said, "You can't eat spicy food because of your father!"
Ye Changnian could only pout and said with great regret: "Then my father is too useless."
Ye Changfeng looked at the bowls of Ye Laoer and Ye Ersao, and seeing that their bowls were full of red, his mentality suddenly collapsed.
Why can both his parents eat spicy food, but he can’t?
Then he suddenly turned his head and looked at Ye Changzhao.
When he opened his mouth to eat, I picked up a piece of chili paste with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Ugh—cough cough—" Ye Changzhao was caught off guard, and the hot chili pepper rushed straight into his throat, choking him and causing him to cough violently.
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