I still have to say that although Mo Hongsilk usually feels cold and doesn't talk much, she still has a tendency to talk when she is really familiar. Although she didn't talk as much in front of the old lady as she did with Ling Xiaorou in private, staying and occasionally gaging can always relieve the awkward atmosphere between Ling Xiaorou and the old lady, and it can even be said that Mo Hongsu just sits there and concentrates on eating, which can also make people less nervous and only focus on the deliciousness of the food.

Therefore, after the old lady ate a bite of the fish that was frequently patronized by Mo Hongsilk, she felt that the fish was delicious and abnormal, so she personally sandwiched a chopstick fish meat for Ling Xiaorou and Mo Hongsilk, and Ling Xiaorou naturally sandwiched a chopsticks She thought that the beautiful and delicious hibiscus vermicelli steamed scallops made the old lady so happy that there were tears in her eyes, which was just a manifestation of Ling Xiaorou's softening attitude.

Not to mention that the old lady really regards Ling Xiaorou as her daughter, it is He Louyuan's attitude, if it were not for Ling Xiaorou in this life, he would never marry for the rest of his life, no matter what point the old lady felt, her son's happiness was inseparable from Ling Xiaorou.

If it weren't for the ruthlessness of the indebtedness to Jinhua in her heart, how could she bear to let them have one more person between them?

Since Ling Xiaorou was willing to soften her attitude, she felt that she could strike while the iron was hot and let Ling Xiaorou accept a nominal golden flower.

But after all, this is not easy to say, the old lady opened her mouth, and just after thinking about the words, she was sandwiched by Mo Hongsu with chopsticks and pork ribs, "Auntie, this rib stew is terrible, by the way, Rou'er, didn't you also stew soup for your aunt?" Go serve a bowl! ”

Ling Xiaorou also saw that the old lady had something to say, and Mo Hongsu also saw it, so she used pork ribs to block the old lady's mouth and used soup to support her.

Ling Xiaorou didn't want to listen to what the old lady had to say, she could fully imagine that the old lady was going to speak for Jin Hua, if she was asked to speak, the little family affection she had just found between her and the old lady would probably disappear.

Mo Hongsu also saw this, so she would stop the old lady from speaking, as for what Mo Hongsilk would say to the old lady after she was separated? Is Ling Xiaorou curious? Naturally, she was curious, but she also knew that Mo Hongsu was for her good, and she didn't want to see her and the old lady have a separate relationship before.

Moreover, with her temperament, she really faced such a choice, not to mention that her feelings for He Louyuan after amnesia were not very deep, that is, the feelings were really deep, and it was impossible for her to promise He Louyuan that there were other women in the backyard.

Even if it is said in name only? In the same house, I don't see you looking up, what should I do if I fall in love for a long time? Or what should I do if the woman Jinhua used any means? Either way, she would never agree to share a husband.

Ling Xiaorou smiled at the old lady, got up and walked to the greenhouse, her steps were fast as if she was afraid of being suddenly stopped by the old lady, but fortunately, although the old lady seemed to be full of things to say, she didn't stop her from leaving.

Mo Hongsu said something to the old lady Ling Xiaorou didn't hear, and when she came back with the soup, the old lady acted like she was fine, not only drank the soup, but also talked and laughed with Ling Xiaorou, and Ling Xiaorou felt very magical with her completely undivided appearance.

glanced at Mo Hongsu, but Mo Hongsu was only concentrating on struggling with the delicious food she loved, and it didn't matter at all, even if Ling Xiaorou had something to ask, it was impossible to ask in front of the old lady at this time.

After drinking the soup brought by Ling Xiaorou, the old lady missed it infinitely, "In the past, when I was in Jicheng, Rou'er would cook a pot of such soup for my aunt every day, and after drinking it for a long time, I felt uncomfortable if I didn't drink it for a day, although the cook would also make some soup later, but it was much worse than the soup made by Rou'er." There is also Rou'er grinding pearl powder, which is really a good thing, look at my aunt's face, I have been insisting on using it, it is a lot smoother, and people look younger. ”

Ling Xiaorou didn't remember what the old lady's original skin was, but the old lady's face was actually very consistent with her age, the age of her fifties, the appearance of her fifties, compared to a well-maintained woman in her fifties and a woman in her thirties, there was really no comparison.

But the old lady was happy, and Ling Xiaorou couldn't say that her pearl powder was not good, so naturally she was so good that she followed the old lady's words, and after listening to the old lady sigh that Ling Xiaorou's soup was boiling well, Ling Xiaorou actually promised to boil two bowls for the old lady every day in the future.

The old lady smiled happily, but she didn't let Ling Xiaorou send the boiled soup to her tent, saying that she would come over to drink the soup at this time every night in the future.

Ling Xiaorou's body stiffened, this time happened to be mealtime, could she let the old lady come over and only drink soup? It seems that the old lady meant to have dinner with her every night.

However, although the old lady didn't say it explicitly, Ling Xiaorou also understood that the old lady didn't want Ling Xiaorou to make the soup for Jinhua to drink.

Regardless of whether the old lady really wants Jinhua to enter the door, but the choice of daughter-in-law can only be Ling Xiaorou, that is, Jinhua is the concubine at most, and the old lady will not let her daughter-in-law boil soup and wait for the concubine.

Besides, I don't know what Mo Hongsu said to the old lady, since the old lady didn't say what asked Ling Xiaorou to accept Jinhua, maybe she was really persuaded by Mo Hongsu to give up her plan to let Jinhua enter the door.

Seeing the old lady leave, Ling Xiaorou kept looking straight ahead, Mo Hongsu stretched out her hand and shook it twice in front of her eyes before she retracted her gaze as if she was awake.

Mo Hongsu smiled, "Hey, what do you think?" Don't worry, Jinhua's woman has no chance to marry He Lou. ”

Ling Xiaorou had a bitter face, she couldn't say that the arrival of the old lady with Jin Hua made her not have the heart to think about what kind of relationship she and He Louyuan had before, but now that Jin Hua might not be an obstacle, she remembered that her feelings for He Louyuan had not yet reached the point where she would not marry, and she could even say that she was ...... They are not yet acquainted.

Alas, if she and He Lou are far from being hindered and haven't been able to get together, I don't know how sad the old lady will be.

The guards waited for the old lady to go far away and could no longer see anyone, before running out of the shadows, and seeing that although the dishes on the table had been moved, there were still a lot left, so they took chopsticks to find a place to sit and concentrate on grabbing food.

After all, Ling Xiaorou made it according to the amount of food these people, how many bites did the old lady eat? Although they are happy to see that the old lady and Ling Xiaorou have a good relationship, the old lady comes over to drink Ling Xiaorou's soup at this time every night, doesn't this mean that they have to wait for the old lady to leave at night before they can eat?

The guards here grabbed food and grabbed it like a starving ghost reincarnated, but the head of the Huotou Army ran over, he was originally from He Louyuan, he had learned cooking skills from Ling Xiaorou for a long time when he was in Chengyou Town, although he didn't dare to say that he could catch up with Ling Xiaorou, but looking at the entire Dayan military camp, his cooking skills were also masterable.

But he was so conceited, he was very frustrated by the blows of those guards, and when they all stood in front of him with food in their hands, smelling the fragrance of all kinds of food, the military commander actually felt that compared with Miss Cousin, the food he made was really used to feed the pigs.

So, after making dinner and finishing everything, the military leader came to Ling Xiaorou and wanted to ask Ling Xiaorou how she could make the food as good as hers?

After learning the intention of the military leader, Ling Xiaorou frowned, "You can obviously do good food, but you must do badly, since you use a perfunctory attitude to treat the ingredients, how can you hope to make satisfying food?" ”

Although she also knew that what the guards and Mo Hongsu said before was reasonable, and it was necessary to hide it, she had always used twelve points of effort no matter what ingredients she had in her hand, and she would not tolerate such a situation where she deliberately made food ordinary.

Although in the eyes of others, it is afraid that good cooking skills will raise people's appetites, and then arouse the dissatisfaction of those soldiers and real generals, but only such an attitude Ling Xiaorou will not agree, obviously can work hard to make the food good, but it is going to be bad, without a direction to work on, where can you make amazing deliciousness?

"Miss Cousin's lesson is that I was wrong!" The military leader's shoulders drooped when he heard this, and he also understood this truth, but wasn't there no way to do it? Especially when he saw that the dishes that were obviously made perfunctory were praised by these soldiers as supreme delicious, he was a little complacent, only thinking that his cooking skills were too good to say, and that anything he made without care could be so popular, and if he did it with his heart, he might not be surprised by how these soldiers ate.

Even later, in his heart, he directly felt that his good cooking skills were actually a waste to serve these soldiers who had not eaten anything good, and the things he made were even more perfunctory, at this time, after listening to Ling Xiaorou's lesson, he began to regret it, no wonder Miss Biao's cooking skills are getting higher and higher, but her attitude is what he can't compare.

In the past, when he was in Chengyou Town, when he followed Ling Xiaorou to learn to cook, Ling Xiaorou's attitude towards any ingredient was so serious, even a potato or a radish was precious in Ling Xiaorou's eyes, worthy of her wholehearted treatment, and also taught them that no matter what ingredients they are, they have the meaning of their existence, ingredients are not good or bad, only the person who makes them, if you treat it carefully, even a radish will not be worse than shark fin bird's nest.

And now, it has only been more than a year, he has forgotten all of Ling Xiaorou's original teachings, and treats ingredients with such a perfunctory attitude, how can he expect the ingredients to repay him with supreme deliciousness?

At this moment, the military leader regretted it, he should not use the ingredients with a very unserious attitude because he despised the soldiers of Weicheng Mansion, and for those who have never been serious, he expects to achieve the highest achievements, which is tantamount to a fool's dream.

Ling Xiaorou's words were like an initiation to him, making him pause, seeing his attitude of knowing his mistakes, Ling Xiaorou felt that he was not hopelessly bad, such a person naturally still has the hope of teaching, although she has always looked down on people who are unwilling to work hard in cooking, but she wants to be superior, obviously this military leader is not that kind of person, Ling Xiaorou doesn't mind dialing him one or two.