What's in the bowl is actually Mr. Zhao's favorite hand-rolled noodles!

You know, although hand-rolled noodles look very simple, but in fact it is very troublesome, you have to make your own noodles, pull noodles, but also to put in the pot, master the heat and time, Mr. Zhao's daughter has never cooked before, as soon as he came up, he made Mr. Zhao has not eaten for a long time, how can he not be surprised?

Just when Mr. Zhao was surprised, Yuanyuan had already put the hand-rolled noodles on the table.

Then he took out the chopsticks and handed them to Mr. Zhao, looking at his daughter's somewhat wooden eyes, Mr. Zhao felt that after all, it was his daughter's first time cooking, and it was really not a matter if he didn't taste it, so he took the chopsticks, sat down at the table, picked up a chopstick noodle, put it in his mouth and ate it......

But after eating this bite of noodles, Mr. Zhao's eyes widened instantly!

The taste in the mouth is so familiar, the taste of this noodle proves that he has been eating the hand-rolled noodles that his wife often makes for herself, and he has been eating it for decades, and Mr. Zhao knows that he will never taste wrong!

At the beginning of the business, Mr. Zhao was very busy with work, and the pressure of life was also very great, at that time, the material life was relatively scarce, and everyone had no money to eat what delicacies from the mountains and seas.

When his wife died, Mr. Zhao was in pain, how many times did he want to taste the noodles that his wife rolled for himself again, but he also knew that he would never be able to eat it again in this life, until today, when Mr. Zhao tasted this familiar taste again, how could he not be surprised?

Then the question comes, Mr. Zhao has eaten hand-rolled noodles for so many years, and even he can't restore the taste of his wife's cooking, so how can his daughter, a girl who has never cooked, make such delicious hand-rolled noodles that taste exactly the same as those made by his wife?

Mr. Zhao, who was full of doubts, thought of this question and quickly looked up at his daughter, but as soon as he looked up, he found that his daughter was also staring at him intently...

"Is it delicious for me to make it~" Yuanyuan's voice was very erratic, and Mr. Zhao's heart trembled when he heard it.

At this time, he didn't dare to do anything to stimulate Yuanyuan, so he had to nod and say, "It's delicious, it's delicious......"

"If it's delicious, you can eat it all~" Yuanyuan said, a smile actually appeared on her face, this smile looked so weird, the muscles of the two cheeks seemed to be all squeezed together...

Seeing his daughter like this, Mr. Zhao didn't dare to say anything, so he had to lower his head and eat hand-rolled noodles.

This is the longest meal Mr. Zhao has ever eaten, and every minute and every second seems to be like a year.

After eating, Yuanyuan didn't speak, she took away the dishes and chopsticks directly, and skillfully brushed them.

And Mr. Zhao sat on the chair, staring at Yuanyuan like this, not daring to speak or move.

Yuanyuan didn't stop much after brushing the dishes and chopsticks, didn't even glance at Mr. Zhao, turned around and went back to the house directly, and then gently closed her door.

Mr. Zhao sat alone for a while before returning to the house, lying on the bed, recalling everything just now, he always felt that all this was not simple.

In this way, Mr. Zhao lay on the bed tossing and turning, and did not sleep all night.

After dawn, she couldn't wait to come to her daughter's door.

"Dad, I'll sleep a little longer~"

After knocking on the door, the lazy voice of my daughter came from the door.

When Mr. Zhao heard Yuanyuan's voice, he found that it was no different from the original, so he relieved himself and went out to prepare for breakfast.

His daughter slept until the third pole of the sun before she was willing to get up, and after getting up, it was really the same as before, there was no change, but Mr. Zhao was still very uneasy, so he mentioned a few words intentionally or unintentionally.

But Yuanyuan said that she never got up in the middle of the night at all, and slept until she got up in the morning.

Seeing his daughter say this, Mr. Zhao was not good, and when he asked anything, he originally thought that this matter would pass like this.

But in the evening, the daughter began to become lazy, and went back to bed before eight o'clock.

Mr. Zhao watched TV for a while and returned to the house.

With what he experienced last night, he deliberately kept an eye on it, and did not sleep, but just lay quietly on the bed.

Sure enough, it was only half past eleven, and there was a small sound outside the house again.

When Mr. Zhao heard this voice, he held his breath and quietly came to the door, lying on the side of the door to listen to the movement outside the door.

But the door suddenly became silent, as if nothing had happened.

After stopping in the door for a while, Mr. Zhao made sure that there was no sound outside the door before turning around and returning to the bed again.

But as soon as Mr. Zhao returned to the bed and lay down, there was a slight noise outside the door again.

Although this voice is very small, it is so real, as if it is in the ears of Mr. Zhao.

In desperation, Mr. Zhao had to get up again, and when he came to the door, the sound stopped again, and this time Mr. Zhao was a little panicked, and he found that things were not as simple as he imagined.

At this time, Mr. Zhao, who was a little panicked, remembered that his daughter Yuanyuan was afraid that she would be in any danger, so he took a deep breath and gently opened the door......

And the moment he opened the door, Mr. Zhou almost screamed, and his heart was very bad, and he was so scared that he almost fell ill...

I saw that his daughter Yuanyuan was standing at the door indifferently, not speaking, just looking at Mr. Zhao blankly.

"Yuanyuan, you, aren't you sleeping?" Seeing that his daughter didn't speak, Mr. Zhao had no choice but to ask cautiously.

But when Yuanyuan heard this, her expression suddenly changed, and she actually started laughing, her smile was so weird, just like last night.

After a while, Yuan Yuan slowly spoke, and said in a stiff and non-fluent voice: "You, you are hungry, I will go and make you hand-rolled noodles." ”

After Yuanyuan finished speaking, she didn't care about Mr. Zhao's reaction, and turned around and went directly into the kitchen.

Soon, there was a sound of "bangbang" in the kitchen, and Mr. Zhao knew that it was rolling noodles.

Seeing that his daughter had become like this, Mr. Zhao must have been relieved, so he quietly followed.

As soon as Mr. Zhao's daughter entered the kitchen, her originally stiff body changed instantly, and she began to skillfully roll out the noodles and scoop up the noodles.

It didn't take long for a bowl of fragrant hand-rolled noodles to appear in front of Mr. Zhao again.