Uncle Cao's analysis is straightforward.

When Yu Hualing heard this, she said the same in her heart.

"If you don't remind me, I forgot about that."

She smiled and said, "It's me who is confused, but this one is fate." If the little girl can't get into a pair with the photo in the end, it doesn't matter. As long as the little girl can find a lover, it's fine. ”

Uncle Cao also said: "What the old lady said is true. ”

……

In the kitchen.

Ning Qiluo proposed, "Why don't I cook another dish." ”

Mom shook her head at Ning Qiluo: "No, Miss Ning, you should go and rest." You've already cooked several dishes tonight, and you've fried the sole three times alone. ”

"But grandma only drinks porridge tonight and doesn't eat anything else, she'll be hungry."

She was still thinking about it.

Grandma said the porridge was delicious.

But the porridge was drunk, hungry quickly, and it was quickly digested.

Mother Mu saw Ning Qiluo's insistence, but in the end, she couldn't do it, so she could only continue to cook according to her.

What a stubborn girl.

It's also distressing.

"French cuisine is relatively simple, otherwise, if you make a dish of fried shellfish with foie gras, the old lady should like this taste." This is Mom's proposal.

Ning Qiluo still shook her head: "As long as it's fried, it may not work, I'm afraid that grandma won't eat foie gras." ”

"Veal stewed in white sauce? This French dish is good. ”

"What else?"

"How about puff pastry onion soup? This is called the 'Queen of the Soup', and I will do it, and I will teach you how to do it. ”

"It seems to be okay to burn, but onions...... Hmmm......"

"Well, black truffles can be used to pair with many dishes, Miss Ning can try it. Then there's the French pigeon meat floss tart, which takes some time, maybe a little later......"

Mom talked a lot next to her.

The sky fluttered in front of Ning Qiluo.

As a result, Ning Qiluo didn't know what to do.

Why don't you just cook a bowl of noodles?

But that seems too insincere, and eating pasta at night, grandma shouldn't be able to accept it, and won't eat it.

Cook the soup...... It's going to be a long time......

That's right!

Cook the soup!

She can cook delicious borscht.

A Russian delicacy.

Immediately turned his head and asked his mother, "Mom, do you know how to cook delicious borscht?" ”

Mom nodded, with a 100% smile on her face: "This is my forte, of course it will." ”

It's still Miss Ning's brain, why did she forget to mention borscht just now.

Mom immediately went to prepare the ingredients for borscht.

Next, Ning Qiluo fought in the kitchen for more than half an hour before she cooked a bowl of borscht.

The fingers that were splashed with oil were a little red, and my mother brought a band-aid and wrapped it for her, "Miss Ning, I've worked hard for you tonight." ”

"No, I'm not good at cooking, but I like to study, but it depends on my mood, and I'm in a good mood tonight. If I'm in a bad mood, I think, I should have given up and gone to sleep. ”

"Poof."

Mom was amused, and her eyes were more relieved: "Miss Ning, you are really a little angel." ”

After the borscht was cooked, Ning Qiluo first let her mother try the taste.

Mom said it was okay, put it in a stew pot, and she brought it out.

……

"Old lady, Miss Ning came out with the dishes."

Uncle Cao said loudly.

At this moment, Yu Hualing, who was watching TV absent-mindedly, looked up sideways when she heard the words, and saw the little girl coming out of the kitchen with a dish, she sat up straight, "This little girl, she really went to make another dish to coax me." ”