Jiang Jianye snorted coldly: "I don't have to taste it to know that my daughter's cooking is delicious." ”

Jiang Zhuohuai glanced at Wang Huiyun, who had already walked behind Jiang Jianye, and deliberately provoked trouble: "Compared with our mother, who do you think makes it more delicious?"

"I'd love to say that your mother's cooking is better, but I can't go against my conscience......"

Wang Huiyun is good at everything, but her cooking skills are not very good.

Seeing Jiang Jianye turn his head to look at him, Wang Huiyun said angrily: "Mom and Dad, they'll come over soon, why don't you hurry up and bring the dishes out?"

"Zhuo Jin went to call your uncle and third uncle to come over for dinner, and the rest of the people were responsible for serving the dishes. Jiang Jianye turned his head and ordered.

The family immediately got busy.

When Jiang Zhuojun came back after washing his hands, there was still a shadow of shredded green pepper meat in the kitchen.

"Where's the dish, sister?" he asked.

Jiang Tiantian said: "Dad, they are gone, third brother, do you want to taste the pot rice I made?"

With that, she took out a small piece of steaming pot from the pot.

"I ......" Jiang Zhuojun originally wanted to refuse, but he didn't know why when he saw the small piece of pot that Jiang Tiantian was holding in his hand, his feet walked towards her uncontrollably, and his mouth seemed to be sealed to make him open his mouth to say the rejection that came to his mouth.

When he got closer, he could smell the enticing aroma emanating from the pot.

When he took the first bite of the pot, his eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at Jiang Tiantian in disbelief.

"Okay?" Jiang Tiantian asked with a smile.

Jiang Zhuojun's head nodded like a chicken.

He was ready to swallow hard, but he didn't expect that Jiang Tiantian's pot rice was even better than the pot he had eaten before, spicy and crispy, and it creaked when he took a bite, so that he didn't have time to answer Jiang Tiantian's question at all.

As soon as Jiang Jianye entered the door, he saw Jiang Zhuojun eating with a piece of pot, and Jiang Tiantian was holding a large soup spoon and putting rice soup in the empty bowl.

He shook his head helplessly, but he didn't blame Jiang Zhuojun.

On weekdays, a few children in the family have never eaten anything good, and it is normal for the family to cook a delicious meal and can't help but be greedy, after all, even he, an adult, is a little greedy when he sees it.

"Girl, are you done with your dishes?" he asked Jiang Tiantian.

Jiang Tian nodded and said, "It's all right!"

"Grandparents and grandparents are already sitting at the table, but they won't eat first if you don't go, so Dad will take you to the front to eat first, and leave the rest to your brother and them to do the rest. Jiang Jianye said as he stretched out Jiang Tiantian's hand.

Jiang Tiantian obediently climbed onto his body, "Brother, you eat slowly, my father and I will go first." ”

Jiang Zhuojun, who was concentrating on eating the pot, ignored her.

How can the elder brother and younger brother have the pot in his hand delicious and important?

Looking at this scene, Jiang Zhuojin shook their heads helplessly, and several people walked out of the kitchen with Jiang Tiantian's already served pot rice and rice soup.

Jiang Zhuojun followed behind them very consciously, and his mouth was still eating the unfinished pot.

As soon as Jiang Jianye hugged Jiang Tiantian into the house, he heard Mrs. Jiang say bitterly: "Nan, you just suffered such a serious injury and can't rest well, what to toss around, what if you toss and break your body, you said that you are a girl, and it is true that you finally got a little pork at home, and you made them all for us to eat, so what will you eat in the future, you have to make up for it after you have shed so much blood today!"