When you poke it lightly with chopsticks, it immediately sinks into the meat, and the juice of the meat immediately flows down the chopsticks to the surface of the meat. "This kung fu, this meat is so rotten, how did you do it?" Lin Meiru finished speaking, and immediately couldn't wait to put a piece of braised pork in her mouth.

The meat turned out to be crispier and softer than expected, and the meat was also very chewy, after Lin Meiru put the first piece of braised pork into her stomach, she found that she had eaten the meat before she tasted it. She's been cooking for most of her life. Not to mention that she is half an expert in cooking, she at least cooks more than Yan Songsong. But it was also the first time she was late for such a beautiful braised pork.

"Well, this braised pork is so fragrant, is this meat the piece of meat in our refrigerator? Seeing that Lin Meiru changed her usual way of eating, she also tasted it while eating, and praised her for the delicious dishes she made. Yan Songsong couldn't help but feel happy in his eyes, and smiled from his heart.

Lin Meiru has always taught them to eat without saying a word when they eat and sleep without saying a word. Unexpectedly, she made an exception today.

In his previous life, Yan Songsong was very unfilial. After marrying Zhao Jianmin, because he was busy with work, he almost didn't go back to his parents' home. Not long after she got married, something happened in her family. She came back a few times during this period, but until her mother died, she never ate a meal she cooked.

watched the mother sitting opposite eat very happily, and kept praising her. Yan Songsong felt that his eye circles were getting hotter and hotter. Afraid that he would cry out of shape, Yan Songsong hurriedly used chopsticks and gave Lin Meiru another chopstick braised pork. smiled and said, "Mom, if you like to eat, eat more, I'll go get a bowl and serve you tomato and egg soup to drink." ”

By the time she stood up and turned around, tears were already welling up in her eyes.

Walking quickly to the kitchen, Yan Songsong let tears flow out, this is the second time she has cried since she was reborn. But these are tears of joy. From ignorance to gradual realization of mother's difficulty. Yan Songsong knows the hardships and hardships of being a mother.

After adjusting his mood, Yan Songsong walked outside with a soup bowl and spoon.

Cooks, as long as they do it with their hearts, even the simplest pot of tomato and egg soup can taste the taste of abalone and sea cucumber.

I have eaten slightly fatty braised pork, and I have eaten fried rice, accompanied by a bowl of sweet and sour tomato and egg soup, which can just dilute the greasy taste in my mouth.

This meal, although simple, tasted out of home, and also brought the relationship between the mother and daughter one step closer.

As soon as they finished eating and were about to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, there was a noise outside the door, and it turned out to be Yan Changqing and Mrs. Yan coming back.

"Yo, it's all eaten. Why don't you wait for us?"

Yan Changqing smelled the fragrance of the vegetables as soon as he entered the door, and his index finger suddenly moved.

Yan Songsong said softly, "Mom, you go rinse your mouth first, and then wait for me upstairs." ”

Lin Meiru immediately understood, got up to rinse her mouth, and then went upstairs without looking at the door.

It was probably the first time Lin Meiru shook her face to show them, and Yan Changqing and Mrs. Yan didn't start to break out until she walked upstairs.

"What is she doing here? Isn't I welcome to come back?"

Yan Changqing helped the old lady to walk to the sofa, and hurriedly said: "She won't, Mom, you can live at home with confidence, and I'll serve you dinner." ”

However, Yan Changqing went a step too late.

"Hey, there's no rice. Yan Changqing's eyes glared at the boss, and his eyes scanned over the stove. Usually, if Lin Meiru cooks, no matter how late it is, the food will be warmed for him. He sits on the table, and the food and chopsticks are delivered to him immediately.

Now all he saw were empty bowls, and even the pot that smelled of good meat was empty.

"I'm sorry, but I thought you and the old lady were having a big meal out, so my mom and I had some leftovers, not much. Yan Songsong had a faint smile on his face, which made people lose his face all of a sudden.

"Forget it!" Half a day later, Yan Changqing said such a sentence in his mouth and hurriedly turned out. After going out, he felt that there was a breath of qi wrapped in his heart and rushed straight to his head, but there was nowhere to go.

Yan Songsong was not wrong, they ate leftovers, and it was normal for them to pour them after eating.

When he got outside, Yan Changqing acted very rudely, pulled a stool and sat down, his chest lying together.

"What's wrong, what's wrong, why are you so angry all of a sudden. Mrs. Yan hurriedly walked to her son's side, and looked into the kitchen again, only to see Yan Songsong washing dishes.

"It's okay, Mom, we'll go out to eat later, we'll eat fresh. ”

"I smelled the strange smell of the food, and I ate it at home. Why do we have to eat out, it costs money and it doesn't taste good. ”

Yan Changqing couldn't eat all the time, and the food was poured by her daughter, so she pulled Mrs. Yan and walked outside. "If you go out to eat, you are invited to enjoy it, and others want to eat it yet. Yan Changqing deliberately said that his voice was so loud that the whole building could hear it.

Hearing the sound of the door "bang", Yan Songsong couldn't help but laugh in the kitchen, and the gloomy mood just now was swept away.

Presumably, it was the first time that Yan Changqing had been treated like this, and his lungs were about to explode.

I don't know when the two of them came back, anyway, when they came back, it was quiet upstairs.

After Mrs. Yan finished washing up, when she went upstairs to sleep, she saw that Yan Songsong's room had no movement at all.

Yan Changqing opened the door and saw that the bed was empty, and there was Lin Meiru's figure there, and his face couldn't help but darken for half a minute.

In the past, no matter how they quarreled, the cold war, when Lin Meiru was resting, she would still sleep downstairs. When he got to bed, he would conquer her with his hand-to-hand tricks, but this time she slept upstairs.

"Could it be that she is really angry this time?" When Yan Changqing thought about this, he was still a little disappreciative in his heart, thinking that it was just Lin Meiru who was angry for a while, and it would be fine in two days.

But this time she was really angry, and she was really moving. After a long time, Yan Changqing regretted it, but the matter has come to this point, and everything is irreparable.

This night, the Yan family was extraordinarily calm, the expected storm did not come, and no one broke this peace.

I don't know if it's because Yan Songsong showed his hand today, which made them feel jealous in their hearts, or if Lin Meiru's Cold War strategy worked. Until the morning, the Yan family did not move at all.

Yan Songsong got up and went downstairs, only to find that Yan Changqing was no longer in the house, and Mrs. Yan didn't see it.

In the past, when Mrs. Yan came to live here, she would go to the small garden in the back in the morning to practice Tai Chi or dance fan dance with those old men and old ladies in the morning. Older people feel less, and if they don't move more while their body bones are still strong, they can only miss the palm-sized place next to the bed in the future.

Yan Songsong was like an intelligence officer, and when he saw that the two of them were not there, he told Lin Meiru. Lin Meiru also followed her to get up and freshen up.