After Jiang Weiming returned to a normal person's sense of taste, he was like a child who was eating for the first time, seeing everything fresh and wanting to taste everything.

He tasted the garlic mixed by ginger from the chicken bean curd or the sauce added too much, to the cucumbers, tomatoes, white radishes and various fruits that can be eaten raw in the kitchen, the stock in the pot, the meat slices left over at noon, the pickles and jams in the cabinet, and even the chili noodles that Wu Minqi treasured.

"Master, the doctor said that you can't eat heavy sugar, you have eaten this rock sugar, white sugar, granulated sugar, brown sugar, brown sugar, plum sugar, plum sugar, you really can't eat this maltose anymore, you will eat half a pack tomorrow!" Jiang Jian grabbed the maltose in his hand and swore not to give it.

This maltose was sent by Ji Yue's grandmother, a small snack mixed with sesame seeds, I don't know when it was put into the cabinet in the back kitchen and just turned it out by Jiang Weiming.

All:???

Is this a matter of eating sugar????

"Xiao Feng, did you have something that I didn't know about your third grandfather before?" Jiang Weiguo admired the third brother's confusion behavior award for a long time on the side, and finally realized a little bit of the way, and looked directly at Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng: ......

Anyway, now that Jiang Weiming's sense of taste has recovered, there is nothing to hide, so he will tell the truth directly.

"The third grandfather was sick before, and after he got better, he had no sense of taste. Jiang Feng said honestly.

The old man's eyes widened a little in an instant, and he returned to normal in a blink of an eye, looking at Jiang Weiming, who gave up maltose and was about to go back to eat rock candy with a smile and was being stopped by Jiang Jian.

"Who else knows?" asked the old man.

"It was me and Uncle Jiang who accidentally discovered it, and the third grandfather didn't want others to know and didn't let us say it, so we didn't dare to say it. I didn't mean to hide it from you, Uncle Jiang and I both felt that the third grandfather couldn't accept it for a while, and wanted to wait for him to accept it before telling everyone. Jiang Feng was afraid that the old man would be angry, so he hurriedly explained.

The old man was not angry, and waved his hand: "I'm not angry, it's because I've been negligent during this time." I thought that your third grandfather didn't go into the kitchen much these days and didn't cook because he was recovering from a serious illness, and his body couldn't eat and lost his energy, but I didn't find out. ”

Jiang Feng was surprised to find that the old man's temper had actually improved.

"So......" the old man propped his chin with his hand, "Third brother, did he suddenly regain his sense of taste while eating chicken bean curd?"

Although the old man inadvertently told the truth, Jiang Feng still had to forcibly explain: "The third grandfather suddenly lost his sense of taste because of illness, it may only be temporary, but now that his body has almost recovered, his sense of taste has recovered, I think it's quite normal." ”

In order to prevent the old man from thinking too much, Jiang Feng also deliberately emphasized: "It's just that I happened to eat chicken bean curd this afternoon, if the third grandfather ate the oden next door, maybe he could taste it." ”

The old man didn't think about it so much at all, he didn't know about Jiang Weiming's loss of taste, and now that Jiang Weiming has recovered his sense of taste, he doesn't want to delve into it anymore, so he just pretends that he doesn't know anything.

"Now you have been told this to others, so that you may not be in trouble. The old man admonished, glancing at the pot, "So many chicken bean curd are not going to be eaten quickly, they are serving me a bowl to keep, I will go out for a walk, it is too stuffy here." ”

After speaking, the old man left, his steps were still very urgent, but he was relaxed and happy everywhere.

"Okay grandpa!" Jiang Feng said loudly at the old man's back.

Although Jiang Weiming's chef tasted Baiwei and delayed for some time, everyone finally ate chicken bean curd.

It's not particularly freshly cooked, and it's a delicious chicken bean curd.

Jiang Feng not only left a bowl for the old man, but also left a bowl for Jiang Weiming to eat after knocking rock candy.

The chicken bean curd was made by Jiang Feng, and naturally it was also distributed by him.

The way of distribution is very simple, eat more if the relationship is good, eat less if the relationship is average, everyone can eat, and what you eat is what you earn. In the face of a mouthful of chicken bean curd that is their own day's salary, everyone has no other feelings except excitement and happiness, you have a bowl and I have a bowl, the kitchen, the lobby, the corner, the door, or eat in large or small bites, the air is full of happy taste.

Jiang Jiankang and Wang Xiulian, as Jiang Feng's father and mother, naturally ate the biggest bowl, and the two of them sat in the corner of the back kitchen with a small chair, changing from the heroic eating in the past, holding a bowl of chickens and pecking rice.

"Jiankang, we really gave birth to a good son!" Wang Xiulian actually hasn't eaten Jiang Feng's dishes these days, and she hasn't drunk the soup that day, and I heard others say that the dishes made by your son are really delicious, and they can't compare to the bite he eats himself.

Thinking of this, Wang Xiulian felt that it was really not good for people to praise Jiang Feng in front of her these days.

What is the food that your son cooks is so delicious.

Is it delicious to describe the dishes she makes?

It's a delicacy, it's delicious, it's a treasure of eight jade food, and it's a level where even the adults next door have to cry together!

Wang Xiulian felt that she had to learn from her sister-in-law, and her vocabulary was a little weak after not wanting to make progress over the years.

"Yes, wife. Jiang Jiankang nodded in agreement, his heart full of pride.

Although he can't do it, he can smash it!

Jiang Jiankang originally thought that although he was sensible, well-behaved and considerate, he liked to sleep lazily and like to touch fish like him, but he was a bit honest, he didn't have a few nephews who were smart, his body was too weak, his spleen and stomach were not good, he didn't have the momentum of their Jiang family, and he was a little regretful.

Now these regrets are gone, and there are only pride and pride.

Although he is thin and small, he is a good cook!

Although he is honest, he is a good cook!

Although he is not as smart as a few nephews, he is a good cook!

He, Jiang Jiankang, is so lucky to have given birth to such an excellent son!

He is Jiang Feng's father, what good dishes Jiang Feng makes in the future, will he miss his bite?

The more Jiang Jiankang thought about it, the more beautiful it became, and he even ate chicken bean curd faster.

Wang Xiulian patted Jiang Jiankang's arm: "Why are you eating so fast, it's gone when you're done!"

"Oooh oh. Jiang Jiankang slowed down his eating.

"That's right. Jiang Jiankang ate half a bowl of chicken bean curd before he suddenly reacted, he didn't take a photo of the family group!

At this critical moment, how can you not take photos and send them to the family group to share with you?

Jiang Jiankang looked at the chicken bean curd in his bowl and the chicken bean curd in Wang Xiulian's bowl, and said, "Wife, you wait a while, let me pat the chicken bean curd in your bowl and send it to the eldest brother to see." ”

Wang Xiulian could only stop eating and take half a bowl of chicken bean curd high: "Then you look better." ”

"Great!"

Jiang Jiankang chose his most commonly used filter according to his habits, clicked a photo, and sent it to the family group.

I love to go to work and I'm happy: Xiaofeng just made chicken bean curd this afternoon, Dad and Uncle San said it was delicious after eating it, and it was not inferior to the [thumb] [thumb] [thumb] [thumb] that Uncle made last time

I love to go to work and I am happy: [Picture]

Jiang Jiankang put down his mobile phone and continued to eat chicken bean curd, and after another ten minutes or so, he finally finished licking the chicken bean curd in the bowl before he took out his mobile phone again to look at the family group, and found that the family group was silent, and no one spoke.

Jiang Jiankang: ?

Is everyone busy?

What Jiang Jiankang didn't know was that the family group was quiet, but Jiang Feng's mobile phone was almost drowned out by the news of uncles, aunts, cousins and cousins, and Jiang Feng's mobile phone, which had not set up no reminder for messages, began to pop up frantically less than two minutes after Jiang Jiankang's message was sent, and the mobile phone exploded.

All in all, in a word, his WeChat blew up.

Surrounded by everyone's rainbow farts and blown up.

The interface is stuck, can't move, can't be clicked, can't be opened, can only shut down and restart.

Jiang Feng, who couldn't even click on WeChat without even seeing the first message: ......

Did his dad post something in the family group that shouldn't have been posted?