When Song Baoxuan was frying chicken, Song Zhaodi helped to light the fire, and Li Dahua was on the side to help hand Song Baoxuan condiments.

The chicken raised by herself is very fragrant, and Song Baoxuan just started to fry it for a while, and the fragrance wafted out.

After stir-frying the chicken, Song Baoxuan also fried a green vegetable and beat an egg soup.

After thinking about it, Song Baoxuan and Li Dahua said.

"Mother, wait a minute, let the second brother and the second sister-in-law come over for dinner together, and I'll fry two more dishes."

"Okay, you're going out tomorrow, and our family should have dinner together tonight. I'll ask your second sister-in-law to wait and stop cooking, Xiaobao, you can fry another sausage and pig's ears. ”

"yes, okay."

Li Dahua took out some of the sausages at home and cut off the pig's ears on the pig's head.

"Xiaobao, wait a minute, my mother will go and wash these first, soon."

Song Baoxuan saw that Brother Song Zhao consciously took the dishes out, and she said that she had nothing to do.

"Mother, I'll help you wash it."

"No, this thing is oily and dirty, so don't touch it. Xiaobao, you go wash some green onions, and then go get some soybeans out, and use soybeans to fry pig's ears. ”

Li Dahua quickly took out the sausage and pig ears to wash, and shouted at Wu Yan and Song Zhi by the way.

"Second brother, second daughter-in-law, you haven't cooked yet, right! If you don't cook it, you don't need to cook it, eat with us at night, tomorrow Xiaobao will go out, and we will have a meal together tonight. ”

Wu Yan looked at Li Dahua and said.

"Mother, I've already cooked, but I haven't cooked yet."

"It doesn't matter, don't cook the dishes, let's eat together later."

Wu Yan looked at Song Zhi, and when she saw Song Zhi nodding, she said.

"Good. Mother, I'll help you wash it together! ”

"Okay, then help me wash this pig ear, Xiaobao loves to eat pig ears, wash it a little clean."

"Hmm."

Song Baoxuan fried sausages and pig ears again, and then when Song Rongchang came back, they started to eat.

Before moving the chopsticks, Li Dahua said to Song Rongchang.

"Master, what do you think of tonight's dishes?"

Song Rongchang was a little puzzled, he hadn't eaten yet, how could he know how tonight's dish was.

"I haven't eaten it yet, I'll taste it first and then I'll tell you."

Li Dahua glared at Song Rongchang and said.

"Didn't you notice any difference in tonight's dish?"

As soon as Li Dahua said this, Song Rongchang took a closer look at the dishes on the table, and he found that tonight's dishes were indeed different from the previous ones.

It looks better and tasteless, I don't know if it's an illusion, he feels that the fragrance is more fragrant.

"It's a little different, indeed."

Suddenly, Song Rongchang's mind was bright, under normal circumstances, Li Dahua would definitely not ask this kind of question, so tonight's dish is not ordinary.

He looked at Song Baoxuan and asked.

"Girl, did you cook tonight's dish?"

Song Baoxuan nodded and said.

"Well, tonight's dish was fried by me, mother, second sister-in-law and brother Zhao, they are all helping."

Song Rongchang said with a smile.

"It turned out to be a dish fried by your daughter, no wonder it smells so good, I have to taste it quickly."

Song Rongchang couldn't wait to pick up a piece of chicken and eat it, and then praised it without hesitation.

"It's delicious, it's delicious, girl, this chicken you fried is so delicious, it's much more delicious than your mother's fried."

Li Dahua didn't mind being compared to Song Baoxuan by Song Rongchang at this time, and was even a little happy.

Because she also thinks that Song Baoxuan's fried dishes are better than her own fried dishes.

"Well, your father is right, Xiaobao, the dishes you fry are better than those fried by your mother."

"No, I still think my mother's fried is more delicious, I usually watch my mother learn, so I definitely can't compare to my mother's."

Li Dahua was praised by Song Baoxuan and couldn't smile from ear to ear, of course she also likes others to praise her dishes for being delicious, especially that person is still Song Baoxuan.

"Haha! Xiaobao, you will make my mother happy. ”

"I'm telling the truth, I've always loved my mother's fried dishes."

Song Rongchang tasted all the dishes on the table when Li Dahua and Song Baoxuan were talking, and they were still delicious.

He saw that no one else was moving his chopsticks, so he urged.

"You all move your chopsticks, don't be stunned."

Song Rongchang sandwiched a piece of wing root and put it in Song Baoxuan's bowl.

"Girl, you've worked the hardest today."

"It's not hard, usually my mother stir-fries every day, and my mother is the hardest."

"Yes, your mother has worked hardest."