Zhang Saiwen was full of praise.

The taste of mom is a fragrance, and to be precise, it is a sweet fragrance. In the years before I was separated from my sister, I dreamed of sweetness in the middle of the night.

Mom and Dad are always at work. But the young Zhang Saiwen always felt that his mother's cooking skills can be summed up in one word, that is: turning decay into magic.

In most cases, Zhang Saiwen will definitely have nothing to eat when he goes home with his schoolbag. When the dog of seven or eight years old does not want to play with him, he will feel dizzy and hungry every time it is time for school, and his chest is close to his back.

When my mother came home from work, she looked at her hungry son. She always serves her son the most delicious food in the most limited time.

For example, the rice cooker is generated with one click, such as leftover chowder stewed leftovers, such as all kinds of boiled noodles with seasonal vegetables, and boiled noodles with raw eggs......

When I grew up, I surrounded myself with friends and friends, and occasionally exchanged ideas about my mother's specialty dishes.

At this time, Zhang Saiwen is always the one who is laughed at mercilessly by his friends. As soon as the friends heard it, they knew that the ingredients that his mother gave him to satisfy his hunger in an emergency were all called: dark cuisine.

Zhang Saiwen was very unconvinced, aren't dark dishes all things with a very bad taste and selling the opposite stomach? These guys have no idea about the soul-touching delicacy of leftovers.

Occasionally, in the summer, the southern weather can quickly infuse leftovers with a sour taste. Add a stick of yogurt and a few slices of pickled cucumbers and mix in. The taste is not pure sour, it is fascinating and sour and appetizing!

In short, it's also because of the things that my partners call dark cuisine every time I communicate. When he said it, only the teenager Li Sirui would grunt and swallow his saliva, which was one of the reasons why he recognized Li Sirui as his best teenage friend.

The comments of other friends are simply slandering my mother's craftsmanship, okay?

When you grow older, you don't have such a strong sense of hunger, and you won't walk on the road when you see other people's pet dogs rushing up to eat them alive. Mom and Dad decided to find a relative from the countryside to help clean up the house and cook for the whole family by the way.

But since the arrival of Sister Li, Zhang Saiwen really hasn't had many opportunities to taste her craftsmanship. I either don't eat at school, or I eat on the street with my classmates and friends. One of the few taste attempts, I feel that Sister Li's craftsmanship is mainly light.

The dishes fried by my sister have a salty aroma. This light dish has the original taste of food. Even the humble rice is cooked crystal clear. The appetite is increased at a glance.

Perhaps, the joke of "chicken has the smell of chicken, and fish has the smell of fish" that people all over the country should be like this, right?

While pulling the bibimbap from the vegetable plate, he slurred his words and said, "You know what? My classmate, oops, it's you Brother Sri, his girlfriend doesn't know how to cook at all.

Hehehe, he told me that his girlfriend's scrambled tomato eggs were full of the kind of tomato sauce that the fast food restaurant had brought back......

Shan Wenting's rice bowl was already empty, and she grabbed chopsticks a little angrily and grabbed vegetables with her brother to eat. found that her brother was about to clean a vegetable plate, so she grabbed a small chopstick dish in front of her brother as quickly as the wind.

I don't rush to eat it when I pick it up, I slowly put it in my mouth and chew it carefully. While agitating the little cheeks, his eyes were full of happiness and satisfaction, and he watched his brother gobble up.

It seems to be absent-minded, but it seems to be preoccupied. She chewed a piece of celery slowly, and said in a quiet tone with her brother:

It's not natural to not know how to cook, what age is it, and girls are still required to follow three virtues and four virtues. When I was a child, I kept practicing how to go around the stove for the rest of my life, hum......

The brother removed the bowl from his mouth and stared at her with a mouthful full of oily vegetable juice. The clear eyes reveal an incongruous stupidity:

No one said that girls should be able to cook. Look at her, full of joy to cook a meal for her lover. As a result, the tomato scrambled eggs are full of tomato sauce from fast food restaurants......

Who are you? Shan Wenting slapped her chopsticks on the table, staring at her round glasses with a posture of wanting to eat people.

Zhang Saiwen pulled the rice bowl to a long sound. I didn't even bother to move my face away, so I covered my job and said in a sullen voice:

Of course, it's your brother Srigo's girlfriend, nonsense. Your cooking skills are amazing, a big plus, Tingting! I feel like I haven't eaten this well in a long time...... Belch......

Shan Wenting clasped her knees together, clasped her hands, her eyebrows fluttered and she smiled and asked, "Brother, ......really, is it so delicious?" Have you ever tasted her craft? ”

The words came to his mouth and forcibly pressed back into his stomach, holding back a violent cough.

Zhang Saiwen put the dishes and chopsticks on the table, rubbed his belly exaggeratedly with his left hand, stretched out his right hand, and dangled his thumbs up in front of her eyes, saying: It's not just so delicious, it's just a unique taste in the world, sister.

Your uncle may have explained that Sister Li's dishes are very light. I didn't bother to ask for it. I'll be here forever from now on, just take care of the food. My brother gave you the food and utility bills.

Really? Look at the thumbs dangling in front of you. She was as happy as if she had won the 5 million prize, and she was happy and a little overwhelmed.

Zhang Saiwen didn't look straight at the tooth flower, and gently pressed his thumb on her forehead. Pretend to be serious and say: It's really great to certify you.

No, I mean you came to eat with me later. Help me pay my utility bills.

Ah, yes, yes, I'll pay you all, you little money fan. If your salary is paid, you have to share a little of it with me, otherwise it will be unfair.

Uh-huh, yes, yes, yes. Shan Wenting nodded like pounding garlic, not knowing what to think of. Two pieces of red glow flew onto his face for a long time.

It was a busy day, and I was about to have a sore back and legs. I don't know why all of a sudden, it seems like my legs are filled with springs. I originally planned to go back to school after eating and cleaning up, but now I don't feel tired at all.

Zhang Saiwen sat on the side of the mini sofa and plugged it in, and dragged it over to the small square table used for dinner just now. Plug it in, put it on your computer, and start banging. Just watch him sometimes change lines and sometimes roll the mouse, and from time to time he frowns and ponders.

Shan Wenting, who was sitting at the other end of the mini sofa, began to look at him with great interest. Looking at it, his eyelids were heavy, and his whole body was completely unloaded in an instant, and he fell softly towards his brother's thighs.

In a daze, she forced herself to fall asleep and shouted in a low voice: Brother.

Well? Zhang Saiwen was so busy that his hands didn't stop, and he said that you sleep on my lap first. I'll take you away when I'm done.

Help me buy a bed.

Okay, got it.