Chen Mo remembered that once, his mother coughed, but she secretly ate the onion rings she learned to fry and talked about a bunch of shortcomings.

Then I coughed for almost three months before it got better.

During the meal, she could not keep an eye on her mother, and if her mother secretly ate a bite or two of fish skin while she was not paying attention, the wound would be difficult to heal.

When Chen Yuewen heard her daughter's words, her eyes immediately became bright.

"Really?"

Chen Mo nodded: "Really!"

Yan Dongjue looked at Chen Yuewen with a smile, his eyes were full of spoiling.

Yuewen, who I knew before, is finally back!

"Hee-hee, eat, eat!"

Chen Yuewen took a sip of the soup, "Huh, this soup ......?"

Because there were no soybeans, Chen Mo, who was worried that the taste was wrong, looked at her a little nervously.

Although my mother is not good at cooking, she is very sensitive to taste.

My grandfather said that it was the legendary "emperor's tongue".

"What's wrong?"

Chen Yuewen gently put down the bowl, her eyes flashed with tears, and she looked at her daughter with feeling, "Today's soup is very good, no worse than your grandfather's." ”

"Yes, I didn't expect that without soybeans, you can cook this flavor with a pressure cooker, Chen Momo, you are so amazing!"

Chen Qiwen also praised him.

In this way, it will not be difficult to rub the rice later!

Chen Mo: "......"

Is this a compliment or a prick?

"Yes, I've never had such a good soup, and I thought it would be greasy to make soup with pork knuckles, but I didn't expect it to be so refreshing. ”

Yan Dongjue also joined this Kuakua group.

"Really?"

Chen Mo had some doubts.

In fact, when the soup was boiled and sprinkled with salt just now, she tried salty and light, and the soup always tasted a little worse if there were no soybeans.

Chen Yuewen felt very guilty when she saw her daughter being so unconfident.

It seems to be really like what Ah Jue said yesterday.

Every time I eat a dish that I cook silently, I always say something critical, which is too much to break the child's confidence.

In fact, even if there is a problem to be improved, it should be expressed in a different way.

But today's soup is really good, so she said: "It's really good, you can try it yourself." ”

Although her daughter's sense of taste is not as sensitive as hers, she has been cultivated by her father since she was a child, and she will not be bad.

"That's right, Chen Xiaomo is confident, didn't you always think that except for your grandfather, your cooking skills are the best in the world?

“……”

Chen Mo glared at Chen Qiwen fiercely, he was too far away to kick today.

"The best in the world in cooking" is what she said when she was seven years old!

At that time, I listened to the radio reviews of martial arts novels every day, so I thought that being the first in the world meant that it was very powerful, so I learned to talk about it.

When people are young, they will inevitably be frivolous and naïve.

After Chen Mo glared at Chen Qiwen, he picked up the bowl and took a sip under the gaze of the three of them.

The taste of the soup is fragrant, but it is not greasy, and it is even a little refreshing as Yan Dongjue said.

This made Chen Mo very puzzled.

Although the addition of bitter gourd can adjust the taste, at most it can only remove a little greasy with the bitter taste of sweetness, and it cannot be removed so thoroughly.

Could it be......

"Wow, this pig's feet are very soft. ”

Chen Qiwen used chopsticks to clip a piece of pig's feet, but he didn't expect it to be stewed until it was boneless, he immediately put the meat in his mouth, and instantly felt that the whole mouth was gelatinous, full and fragrant, even if there was no dipping sauce, it was delicious.

"Chen Momo, you should continue to cook this pig's knuckle soup tomorrow!"

Chen Mo looked up at him, "Why?"

Except for special circumstances, her family's dishes are generally not eaten repeatedly.