Chapter 8 Delicious? Unpalatable?
"Come on, let's eat."
Ms. Miao came out of the kitchen holding a bowl of freshly-baked food that was still steaming with white mist. As soon as the kitchen door opened, the overbearing aroma drifted along with the wind from the door and reached the noses of the two people in the living room, instantly arousing their appetite.
Ren Fenghe immediately jumped down from the sofa, and took away the hand that Jiang Shen had been holding for a long time, and rubbed his hands on his clothes while walking towards the kitchen.
After thinking that she had wiped Jiang Shen's bad luck away, she took the initiative to take everyone's bowls out of the disinfection cabinet, waited for Ms. Miao to come back, and raised the bowls to Ms. Miao.
Ms. Miao took the bowl, turned on the rice cooker and prepared the rice. She found that Ren Fenghe was still standing there, staring at her with his black eyes, like a puppy waiting for praise.
Ms. Miao was generous in her praise, saying: "You are so sensible and you still come to help."
Ren Fenghe smiled shyly, and when he smiled, the flesh on his cheeks became fuller, giving him the innocent look that a child should have.
Ren Fenghe was not standing there waiting for compliments. Ms. Miao was standing in front of the disinfection cabinet, and she was waiting for Ms. Miao to finish her meal and take the chopsticks from inside.
Perhaps her thoughts were passed on to Ms. Miao, who really handed a pair of chopsticks to Ren Fenghe and said, "Share the chopsticks."
Obeying the order, Ren Fenghe climbed onto the chair and looked at the food on the table while dividing the chopsticks. Two dishes and one soup, both meat and vegetarian, full of color, aroma and taste. Ren Fenghe looked at the chicken wings that were flashing temptingly under the light and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.
"Grandma! I've divided the food. Let's eat!" Ren Fenghe said towards the kitchen.
Jiang Shen noticed that Ren Fenghe spoke louder and thought that what he had just said had worked. He walked to the dining table happily and contentedly, and couldn't help but patting Ren Fenghe on the shoulder.
Ren Fenghe just felt confused.
Immediately afterwards, Ms. Miao came out with another plate of food.
"Here, your boiled vegetables and boiled chicken breast. If I eat these every day, my life will be meaningless." Ms. Miao was amazed and placed Jiang Shen's special dishes on the table, far away from her and Ren Fenghe.
Jiang Shen looked at his white and shiny chicken breast, the boiled vegetables that were boiled in water without adding oil until the leaves turned yellow, then looked at the brown and yellow chicken wings with the aroma of the wok, the juicy and green stir-fried vegetables, and the red and yellow, light and refreshing tomato and egg soup on the table.
Jiang Shen was silent for a moment. Having long been accustomed to eating these, he began to feel a strong sense of pity and sympathy for himself.
I used to eat these with my teammates, and we all ate the same thing, and it was tolerable, but now...
The contrast was too strong. Jiang Shen's appetite, which was aroused by the aroma, disappeared the moment he saw his specific recipe.
"Okay, wash your hands and go eat." Ms. Miao picked up Ren Fenghe and went to wash their hands.
Ren Fenghe washed her hands and got into the children's dining chair. A chicken wing soon fell into the bowl in front of her.
Ren Fenghe looked at Jiang Shen sympathetically while eating the delicious chicken wings.
He looked at Jiang Shen with sympathy and deliberately made noises while eating to show that he was enjoying the food.
"Hmm~ Grandma, it's so delicious!" Ren Fenghe took another bite of the chicken wing. The salty and sweet taste went best with rice.
Jiang Shen had just taken a bite of the chicken breast when he heard Ren Fenghe's voice enjoying the delicious food and saw her body swaying from side to side with joy.
The chicken breast, which already tasted bland, now became even more difficult to swallow.
In fact, he doesn't eat these to control his weight.
Men's daily metabolism is not low, and he burns a lot of calories by practicing dancing every day. He doesn't pursue muscles like his teammates, so there is no problem for him to eat three meals a day normally.
The problem is that he is prone to edema. If he eats too much salty food, his face will become rounder the next day. He had seen the negative pictures of him posted by people who hated him. They were all pictures of him taking a trip the next day after he had overeaten the night before. Whenever he sees people who hate him using these photos to attack his fans, he gets extremely angry, which is why he eats tasteless food all day long.
He would only eat something delicious when a dinner party was unavoidable.
Ms. Miao listened to Ren Fenghe's praise and smiled from ear to ear, "If it tastes good, eat more."
"Hmm! It smells so good!" Ren Fenghe felt even more proud as he watched Jiang Shen chewing slower and slower.
She decided to provoke Jiang Shen again. She looked at his boiled chicken breast and asked with feigned curiosity, "Is this delicious?"
Jiang Shen always felt that children were not difficult to raise, especially Zhang Tuanyuan, who was always well-behaved, like a little angel. But at this moment, he always felt that he saw the black devil wings behind Zhang Tuanyuan.
Are you really curious or are you trying to provoke him because you see how painful it is for him to eat? Jiang Shen tried to judge Ren Fenghe's expression, and always felt that he could see childish mischief in her round eyes.
Jiang Shen let out a short laugh from deep in his throat, intentionally.
It seems that what he just said, "You can say whatever you want to say and do whatever you want to do," was indeed conveyed to her.
Ms. Miao added: "How can this be delicious? Even my dog won't eat it."
Jiang Shen's smile stopped abruptly before it even appeared on his face, and his heart was stabbed again and again.
"Would you like to try it?" Jiang Shen picked up a piece of chicken breast and shook it in front of Ren Fenghe.
Ms. Miao watched the interaction between the two and found it funny, especially when she saw Ren Fenghe leaning forward towards the boiled chicken breast out of curiosity.
You know what, they look like father and daughter.
Ren Fenghe had never eaten boiled chicken breast. Why would she take the initiative to eat something that was obviously unpalatable? But she was still a little curious about what boiled chicken breast tasted like.
It should just be unpalatable, not extremely unpalatable, otherwise how could these idols eat it without frowning or blinking.
Just take a bite and try it.
Ren Fenghe held up the bowl with both hands and asked Jiang Shen to put the boiled chicken breast in it.
The chopped chicken breast fell into Ren Fenghe's bowl.
Ren Fenghe picked up the spoon and tentatively scooped up the chicken breast. As soon as he opened his mouth, he suddenly looked up at Jiang Shen.
Jiang Shen didn't know why he didn't eat, and his eyes were fixed on her.
After making eye contact with Ren Fenghe, he coughed lightly, lowered his head and took another bite of the chicken breast, imitating Ren Fenghe's just now, and reacted like he would when eating something delicious.
It seems so fake, there must be something fishy. Ren Fenghe glanced at him suspiciously again.
Caution prevented her from stuffing the chicken breast into her mouth. She took a small bite and chewed it twice subconsciously.
It was dry and had a strange, disgusting fishy smell.
vomit!
Children have a particularly strong sense of taste and smell, and the fishy smell rushed directly to the top of Ren Fenghe's head. Ren Fenghe covered his mouth, pointed at the tissue, his face wrinkled, and slapped his hands on the table of the children's dining chair to indicate the seriousness of the matter.
Jiang Shen hurriedly handed her a tissue. Ren Fenghe quickly spit the chicken breast onto the tissue and commented, "It tastes terrible!"
After he finished speaking, Jiang Shen laughed out loud. No matter how slow Ren Fenghe was, she knew that he was teasing her on purpose. She glared at him fiercely and buried her head in eating delicious chicken wings to wash away the strange taste in her mouth.
Jiang Shen felt the joy of teasing a child, and even felt that the two of them were getting closer through this interaction, so he asked knowingly, "Maybe the piece I gave you just now was unpalatable, so I'll give you another one to try?"
Ren Fenghe ignored him, a man who was almost thirty years old and still so childish, and ate the delicious food.
Brother Jinsi said that Ms. Miao worked as a chef in the school cafeteria before she retired, but the food didn't taste like the cafeteria at all, it was very fragrant and delicious.
She was small and had a small stomach, so a bowl of rice, two chicken wings and a few bites of vegetables would fill her stomach. Ms. Miao also ate most of it while the two of them were playing, leaving Jiang Shen, who had no one to entertain the child, to eat the chicken breast numbly.
Ms. Miao watched Jiang Shen stuffing chicken breast into his mouth one bite after another and swallowing it whole, and thought of her daughter.
Jiang Shen was only a few years older than her daughter. She must have felt heartbroken imagining that her daughter could only eat these things all day.
Seeing that Jiang Shen was also suffering from eating, she asked, "Are you going to film a movie soon?"
She didn't understand what her nephew meant by "idols". After all, they were a kind of celebrity. She knew that TV series and movies were made by celebrities, so she asked.
Jiang Shen was stunned when he heard this, "I'm not an actor, I don't need to film."
"So do you want to shoot a commercial?"
"Not during this time."
Ms. Miao was puzzled. She said, "Why are you still eating this? You can lose weight before you start filming a movie or a commercial."
Jiang Shen looked down at the food on his plate and told Ms. Miao the reason. He said, "Once you indulge your appetite and develop a habit of eating foods that are high in oil and salt, it will be difficult to change back."
Ms. Miao exclaimed, gave a thumbs up and said, "You are very self-disciplined."
Right after he finished praising her, Jiang Shen thought carefully about what Ms. Miao said and felt that what Ms. Miao said made a lot of sense. Besides, he was a patient, and it was pitiful for a patient to eat these things all day long.
After careful consideration, he picked up a piece of the remaining chicken wing and said, "But it's still okay to eat a little and taste it."
Ren Fenghe leaned his arms on the table, supported his forehead with his hands, covered his eyes and rolled his eyes.
Fake self-discipline, just like he couldn't resist eating chicken wings, I guess that's how the child came about.
After eating and drinking, Jiang Shen and Ms. Miao cleaned up the dishes and put them into the dishwasher.
In the kitchen, Jiang Shen lowered his voice and said to Ms. Miao, "I'm going to Yuanyuan's house to get her things. I'll leave Yuanyuan in your care."
Ms. Miao closed the kitchen door to make sure the sound wouldn't get out. She pointed at the kitchen door and said, "Has she always misunderstood you as her father?"
Jiang Shen thought for a moment and said, "She may not really think I am her father. She even called me 'uncle' this morning."
Ms. Miao said: "Do I need to explain it to her?"
Jiang thought deeply, and the scene when he first met Zhang Tuanyuan appeared in front of his eyes.
The little girl sat quietly on the cold chair in the aisle, holding a closed picture book in her arms, without saying a word.
Hearing the noise, the little girl turned her head, and when she saw Jiang Shen, her pupils clearly became round with surprise.
But even though she was surprised, she still didn't say anything.
Jiang Shen rushed there, ran all the way there, and after stopping, he couldn't control his breathing.
Seeing the little girl, he asked, "Are you Zhang Tuanyuan? Is your mother in there?"
The little girl nodded her head slightly and spoke in a very low voice, her voice trembling as she tried to hold back her tears. She asked weakly, "I've seen photos of you with your mom and grandma. Are you the dad?"
Retracting his thoughts, Jiang Shen said, "Let's not explain it yet."
"She is insecure, it would be better if she treated me as her father, I will tell her later."
Ms. Miao understood and nodded, saying, "Okay, I understand."
She opened the door again, and as soon as she did so, she saw a small figure standing outside the kitchen.
Ms. Miao clearly saw that the little figure's eyes narrowed slightly, his expression full of suspicion and some dissatisfaction.
Did you hear this or not?
Ms. Miao and Jiang Shen looked at each other quickly.
Ms. Miao said, "Yuanyuan, your father is going to get some clothes for you, say goodbye to him."
How could Ren Fenghe be fooled so easily? When she found the kitchen door closed just now, the radar sounded immediately. She rushed over and put her ear to the door to eavesdrop.
"I heard you guys chatting." Ren Fenghe said.
Ms. Miao and Jiang Shen looked at each other again.
How much did you hear when you heard them chatting?
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