Jiang Qingwu teased him deliberately, "Shall we go home and kiss? Don't you want me to scream? Don't you want to sleep while eating and touching?"
Zhou Yunzhou's face turned red with laughter. He wanted to kiss her but was afraid of being seen by his family. "Wife, you are so mean. Let's serve the food quickly. Grandpa and grandma must be hungry."
"Okay, I'll go talk about dinner."
There is a large dining table at home. Zhou Yunzhou cooked so many dishes that they could hardly fit all on the dining table. If the old man didn’t know that they were cooked by Zhou Yunzhou, he would have thought they were cooked by the hired chef.
"Grandpa, try this crab meat pot. It's Yunzhou's specialty. My dad ate a lot last night. My mom and I almost had nothing left."
Jiang Chengzhi laughed and scolded his daughter, "You devilish girl, didn't I leave a few pieces for you and your mother? It's because they are so delicious."
The old man took a bite and said, "Hmph, the food that brat cooks is quite delicious. No wonder my granddaughter has gained weight."
"Grandma, you eat too. Qingqing said you like spicy food, so I made spicy fish. Please try it."
Zhou Yunzhou thought it would be better to conquer his grandmother first, as she seemed easier to talk to than his grandfather.
"Yunzhou, the food you cook is delicious, even better than Xiao Zhang's. The beef and spicy fish taste really good," grandma kept eating the dishes on the table, and every dish tasted very good.
"Then, Grandma, if you like, eat as much as you like. I will come over often these days to make delicious food for you and Grandpa, and I will also bring fruit wine and ginseng wine for Grandpa."
When the old man heard this, he quickly asked, "Are you serious? You can't go back on your word."
"It's true. When Qingqing and I have nothing to do, we bring Xiao Yang and Cai here so that Xiao Yang can spend time with you and grandma."
The old man was very happy now. He kept asking Jiang Chengzhi and his fourth uncle to pick up food for him, and he also drank a lot of coconut chicken soup.
"What did the child eat? Did he drink milk?"
"Grandpa, wait until he wakes up before eating. Feed him millet porridge later."
The whole family was very satisfied with the meal. The dishes were made according to everyone's taste in the family, with sour, sweet, spicy and salty flavors. There was also chicken soup, which no one in the family had ever tasted before. It tasted very fresh and sweet, and not a single mouthful of the chicken soup was left.
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