As soon as the old lady finished speaking, Jin Jing said, "Godmother, I'll help you!"

Mo Yulu also rushed to say, "Auntie, I'll come, I'll come!"

The old lady waved her hand and said, "No, you can just sit, I'll come." ”

Jin Jing smiled and said, "Godmother, my cooking is delicious!"

Mo Yulu hurriedly said again: "Auntie, my cooking is also delicious!"

The old lady was stunned for a moment, looked at this, looked at that, and finally, "the rain and dew were even wet", and did not forget to look at me with a blue nose and swollen face.

I waved my hand lightly and gave the old lady a hint, I don't know if the old lady understood, anyway, she quickly decided: "Okay, then you all come in and help!"

The generation gap is too big, my mother didn't understand my hints, I was a villain in vain!

But I couldn't just leave it alone, so I had to stand outside the kitchen and watch the eldest and second and third women work hard.

It was Jin Jing who washed the vegetables, Mo Yulu who washed the fish, and the old lady who cooked the rice.

I see that Jin Jing washes the vegetables very quickly and cleanly, so it can be seen that there is still a certain basis for her saying that her cooking is delicious.

On the other hand, Mo Yulu was in a hurry when washing the fish, and there were a few low "hiss" sounds in the middle, which seemed to have been pricked by the fish bones several times, so it seemed that she said that her cooking was delicious, and the moisture was a little big.

Sure enough, their next behavior confirmed my guess: Jin Jing is skillful in cutting vegetables, cutting pork is good and fast, neat and thin, in my layman's opinion, it seems to be better than the old lady.

Seeing that Mo Yulu didn't cut off the fish when she cut the fish, she still didn't split it after two times, and she still broke the thread after three times, so she got angry and simply took the knife and sawed the fish directly.

Watching her murderous movements, I couldn't help but shudder.

The problem is that she is cruel to others and to herself, and she almost sawed off her own fingers, which scared me out of a cold sweat.

I had the heart to come in to protect Mo Yulu, but I was kicked out by my mother.

Here's what she said about me: "You can't do it, you can't do it if you look at it, you can't do it if you help, what are you doing when you come in? Get out of the way!"

I had to roll a little farther away, a little farther behind, watching Mo Yulu reveal little by little.

But I believe that the old lady also saw it, and she quietly provided a dish for Mo Yulu to practice.

Thinking of my mother saying that I "can't do it if I look at it, I will not do it, and I will help if I help", I wanted to say to my mother: This is the same way to draw a gourd, and it is fried and sold!

Why?

When I saw Jin Jing's stir-frying, she was sloppy and shook the pot like a restaurant chef, and when Mo Yululu was in her hand, she couldn't even shake the pot, so she set a precedent and used two hands to shake the pot.

It's a pity that the dish didn't cooperate, she shook it hard, and the dish was thrown out by her.

Mo Yulu's face instantly turned red as if she had been kissed, and even I could see that it was not roasted by the fire, but that she was ashamed.

Fortunately, there were only a very few disobedient dishes, and most of them were resigned to their fate, so Mo Yulu picked up the vegetables on the ground with all hands and threw them into the trash can - in fact, she should have picked them up after frying them, because as soon as she left like this, the fire of Ming Wangwang burned the green vegetables into black charcoals.

Of course, there are also those who insist on the same festival, but the number is as small as the disobedient dishes.

I hooked my head and took a look, removed some of the flicked ones, and then removed some fried black ones, there was still a fifth of this dish left, as the finished product of Mo Yulu's first stir-fry, it was already a very good result, if Dad didn't come back to eat, it would be reluctantly—really reluctantly—enough to eat.

After tossing for a while, it was finally time to eat.

The old lady sat on it majestically, surrounded by Jin Jing, who has a very intellectual feminine demeanor, on the right was accompanied by Mo Yulu, who was very pink and girly, and there was a blue nose and swollen face with convulsions on the opposite side.

A few of us looked at the dishes brought by Jin Jing, which were full of color and flavor, and the smell was a big appetite and the index fingers moved; and then look at the dishes carried out by Mo Yulu, they were yellow, burnt, black and wilted, not to mention eating, even if you look at it, you can't help but cry. As for the fish made by the old lady, although it is also delicious, it can be eaten every day, so I don't know how to cherish it.

I looked at Jin Jing's dishes, and then at Mo Yulu's dishes, and hesitated at the moment, whose dishes should be served first?

Looking back at the old lady, I instantly realized that this person could not afford to offend, so my chopsticks stopped in the air, and the whole person seemed to have been pointed by a martial arts master.

Alas, you don't understand the troubles of high school students......

The old lady's murderous gaze shot at me, and I was excited, and the chopsticks were like a soul, and they automatically and spontaneously poked at the fish made by the old lady.

At the moment, I felt as if I was the fish......

I ate a few bites of fish in three or two bites, took two bites of rice, and praised: "It's delicious!" before pointing my chopsticks at the dishes made by Jin Jing and Mo Yulu.

Who should I clip?

Again, I hesitated.

I glanced up at Jin Jing, only to see her holding a bowl, holding a chopstick dish, gently feeding it into her lips, slowly biting two bites, and swishing, she didn't forget to wipe her mouth with a tissue after eating, which was so elegant to the bone.

Looking at Mo Yulu again, holding the bowl in his left hand and chopsticks in his right hand, he reached out to pick up the vegetables, and slowly put them in his mouth to chew, but the sound he made was not light and crisp enough, and it was very uncomfortable to hear.

Mo Yulu rolled her eyes twice after eating, and she finished the whole process. Although it's a little embarrassing, it's also a bit girlish and cute.

After observation, I found that Jin Jing sandwiched his own dishes, and Mo Yulu sandwiched his own dishes, the difference is that Jin Jing eats with relish, and Mo Yulu eats with frowning eyes and crooked mouth, just like eating a 10,000-year-old tree root.

It's no wonder that some people say, "If you cook your own food, you have to eat it with tears"!

I admit that it takes a lot of courage to eat my own food like Mo Yulu (no wonder the surname is Mo), I don't have such perseverance anyway, so I have to swallow it desperately after two bites, and the process is a little nauseous, but fortunately I can drink two mouthfuls of soup to cope.

After eating, he quickly took a big chopstick and stuffed Jin Jing's dish into his mouth, just like a child who felt bitter after taking medicine and tricked a piece of candy from his parents to neutralize it.

I thought: This can't work, if you eat like this, Mo Yulu may die young!

I looked at the dishes on the table and wondered. Suddenly, I saw the lonely fish that the old lady put next to me, I beckoned them, and at the same time quietly patted the old lady on the back: "Sister, Yulu, try this! The fish made by my mother is super delicious!"

When the old lady heard me say this, she was stunned for a moment, and then showed a playful smile......