If this fairy dew is added to Lin Ruhai's tea every day, if the tea is cold, or if Lin Ruhai comes back too late one day, if you don't drink this tea, it will only be wasted.

If it is added to the medicinal soup, Lin Ruhai is not Lin Zhiyuan after all, if Lin Daiyu stares at the next person every day to decoct the medicine, it is a bit exaggerated.

After thinking about it, Lin Daiyu put her mind on the meal.

If he made snacks or soup for his father in order to show his filial piety, for the sake of his own heart, Lin Ruhai would definitely accept it.

Then Lin Daiyu was coquettish and let Lin Ruhai eat it in front of her, which was foolproof.

After thinking about it, this method is the most appropriate, but there is one missing, Lin Daiyu can't cook......

Although this matter can be pretended to be done by others, Lin Daiyu does not want to do this, she does not want to mix half of her father's filial piety.

Why don't you just cook, what's so hard about that? Lin Daiyu thought like this.

However, no matter how smart a person is, he will be able to do things beyond his strength, such as the art of war strategy, martial arts cultivation, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, these Lin Daiyu can all be pinched up, but what she never expected was that she was so smart and planted on cooking.

Lin Daiyu told Mama Wang the truth of the matter and asked her to teach her how to cook.

Knowing that Lin Daiyu has this filial piety, how can Mama Wang not go down, although as an official lady, dealing with oil smoke will lose her identity, but Pepsi filial piety comes first, and nothing is worth a filial piety.

Lin Zhiyuan has his own small kitchen in the courtyard, and Mama Wang took Lin Daiyu to tinker here for an afternoon.

Lin Daiyu picked up a bowl of "porridge", perhaps, what to call porridge for the time being......

Mama Wang on the side frowned, "Miss." She shouted a little confused, and then her eyes kept falling on the porridge.

She muttered in her heart, or comforted herself, her young lady was born a nobleman, her ten fingers do not touch the spring water, and cooking will not be normal, yes, very normal.

Lin Daiyu pursed her lips, her brows furrowed slightly, she has always been strong, whether it is in the past life or in this life, there is nothing that cannot be done.

She looked down at the porridge in her hand, took a spoon, and looked a little stubborn, although the "porridge" was not good, but the taste should be good.

Before Mama Wang could stop the "little ......", Lin Daiyu had already delivered the porridge to her mouth.

Lin Daiyu's body stiffened for a moment, and her face changed color.

Mama Wang, who was standing on the side, rubbed her hands anxiously, but she didn't know what to say.

If she opened her mouth at this time and said that she asked her young lady to spit out this porridge, it would definitely hurt Lin Daiyu's self-esteem, but if she didn't spit it out, would it hurt her body?

After a pause, Lin Daiyu swallowed the porridge, and then calmly came to the kitchen cabinet and took a piece of pastry, but almost ate it in one bite.

In order not to hurt Lin Daiyu's self-esteem, Mama Wang also decided to sacrifice her life to accompany the gentleman, not wanting her to drink her as soon as she picked up the porridge.

"Mama, don't eat this." Lin Daiyu herself looked at the porridge with some disgust, if this thing was not made by Lin Daiyu herself, she would definitely think that this was some kind of thing to rectify people, it was really ......

If Lin Daiyu is not more determined, ordinary people will definitely vomit after eating this, maybe they can cry, and it is rare for Lin Daiyu to do this with these ingredients.

"Miss is tired today, right?" Mama Wang looked outside the house, the sun had already begun to set, and then turned around and looked at Lin Daiyu again.

Even if I tossed around here for an afternoon, Mama Wang looked at the bowl of "porridge", although she couldn't eat it, but she finally made it.

"I'm trying it, I don't believe it today, I can't make a decent bowl of porridge." Lin Daiyu's temper also came up, and she came to the stove again.

"Oh, my miss, don't ......" Before Mama Wang could say all this, Lin Daiyu poured the soy sauce into it, and the corners of Mama Wang's mouth twitched, why did she feel that her young lady was not her young lady as long as it was related to cooking......

After tossing back and forth for four or five days, Lin Daiyu finally made a bowl of something that could be eaten, or something that could be swallowed. Seeing Lin Ruhai's body weakening day by day, Lin Daiyu didn't have time to slowly hone her cooking skills.

"Yu'er, what is this?" Lin Ruhai looked at the bowl of yellowed "porridge" in front of him and looked at Lin Daiyu.

Lin Daiyu lowered her head a little embarrassed, "My daughter did it herself, Dr. Chen said that my father had a stomach discomfort today, and it was always good to eat some liquid food, so ......" Lin Daiyu said, twisting the handkerchief in her hand, looking very shy.

Lin Ruhai took it, his hands trembled slightly, he only felt a warmth in his heart, and without thinking about it, he drank the porridge in one gulp.

"Father." Lin Daiyu's eyes widened, she didn't expect Lin Ruhai to drink all this porridge in one go, Lin Daiyu has a number of things she made, the porridge she made today is really just something that can be swallowed, even if she is herself, she can only endure and eat half a bowl.

"This porridge is the best porridge for my father, Yu'er has worked hard." Lin Ruhai looked at Lin Daiyu lovingly, the things made by her daughter herself, no matter how unpalatable the taste is, in a father's heart, it is the most delicious delicacy in the world.

Lin Daiyu smiled, "If my father likes to eat, Yu'er will make it for my father every day in the future!" Lin Daiyu blinked her smart eyes, and her words were soft, but with a burst of excitement.

"Okay." Lin Ruhai responded and looked at Lin Daiyu in front of him lovingly.

Lin Daiyu nodded happily, "Father An, my daughter will go back first." She saluted Lin Ruhai, and the smile on her face was about to overflow.

Looking at his daughter's happy appearance, Lin Ruhai was also in a good mood, and unconsciously felt that he was much lighter.

However, Lin Ruhai thought that Lin Daiyu was just a whim, but he didn't expect that his daughter was a talker, since she responded that day, Lin Daiyu came to Lin Ruhai on time every day, bringing all kinds of porridge and food made by herself.

If Lin Ruhai was still moved in his heart for the first few times, Lin Daiyu had this filial piety, but after a month, even if he was moved, he couldn't stand this stomach.

But looking at Lin Daiyu's serious appearance, Lin Ruhai couldn't bear to make Daiyu sad, so he could only eat the porridge one bite at a time.

But it's also strange to say, although the stomach is suffering every day, but this Lin Ruhai's body is getting tougher and tougher day by day.

Seeing her father recovering day by day, Lin Daiyu's hanging heart finally fell, and the number of times she went to deliver food to Lin Ruhai became less.

Lin Ruhai let out a long sigh, his daughter's enthusiasm finally dissipated, he touched his stomach, he couldn't bear it anymore.