Chen Xiaohan said: "Why, a bowl is not enough to drink, but I have to leave some for my little junior sister." ”

Ji Xiao heard that Chen Xiaohan was still going to let his daughter drink soup, so he had to bite the bullet and said: "Give it all to me, she fell asleep, she didn't know when she woke up, and the soup would not taste good when it was cold." ”

Chen Xiaohan nodded and said, "Yes, then I'll give you something to drink." Since you like to drink, I'll make you soup every day. ”

Ji Xiao hurriedly said: "No need. ”

Chen Xiaohan said: "Are you afraid that you will trouble me too much, in fact, it is not troublesome to make soup." ”

Ji Xiao coughed lightly and said, "I'm ready to open the valley." ”

Chen Xiaohan saw that Ji Xiao liked to drink her soup, and he felt a sense of accomplishment, but since Ji Xiao wanted to open the valley, he could only say stupidly: "Okay." ”

Ji Xiao said again: "We live in the Zen courtyard, and we see meat here, it's not good after all, I think you should stop making fish soup." ”

Chen Xiaohan said: "If you don't remind me, I didn't expect this, so I made other soup for the little junior sister to drink, but unfortunately you can't taste it." ”

Ji Xiao sighed secretly, and said in his heart: Daughter, your senior sister is determined to make soup for you to drink. I really can't help you, if she invites you to drink soup, you can drink it, and you should repay your senior sister for taking care of you for so many years.

At night, the girl woke up comfortably. Chen Xiaohan seemed to be interested in cooking, and she went to the vegetable garden of Nalanda Temple to pick a bundle of asparagus and make a pot of asparagus consommé.

Zhao Xiyi was specially invited to taste.

The three girls and Ji Xiao were around a square table, except for Ji Liao, there were blue and white porcelain bowls and dark green bamboo spoons in front of each other.

Zhao Xiyi smiled: "I haven't eaten for a long time, and I just want to taste Sister Chen's craftsmanship." ”

The girl wondered, "Why doesn't Uncle have a bowl and spoon." ”

Chen Xiaohan explained: "He said he wanted to Bigu, but she had already drunk the fish soup I made during the day, and she was full of praise for it. ”

The girl looked strange and said, "Really, senior sister, I remember that you have never cooked, and the uncle's mouth is also a little bit, he will like the soup you make?"

Chen Xiaohan said with a straight face: "Whether the soup I make is good or not, you can taste it and you will know." ”

While she was talking, Zhao Xiyi had already taken care of a bowl by herself, she took a sip, and said to Chen Xiaohan: "It's delicious." ”

The girl was suspicious, and also filled a bowl of soup, and took a small sip tentatively, she had already planned to save face for her senior sister even if it was difficult to drink. As soon as she took the soup, her eyes widened.

Ji Yu hurriedly said: "It's too hard to drink, don't spit it out, it's not easy for your senior sister to make soup." ”

He couldn't tell whether it was really to take care of Chen Xiaohan's face, or to comfort his daughter so that the father and daughter could share weal and woe. After all, he had a hard time during the day and drank the pot of fish soup.

The girl glanced at Ji Xiao with a strange expression.

Ji Yu continued to comfort in a tone of a passer-by: "Don't drink slowly, swallow it in one go, your senior sister will like it when she sees it, and she won't be so uncomfortable." ”

He already had experience in a pot of fish soup, so although it was a sound transmission, he still showed a confident smile, as if what he said was extremely correct and reasonable.

The girl slowly drank the bowl of soup and praised: "The soup made by senior sister is really fresh and beautiful." ”

Ji Xiao saw this scene and said secretly: "My daughter often eats dishes made by Buddha butchers, and she has already been even more mouthful than me, it is really difficult for her to be so considerate of her senior sister, in order to make her happy, she drank this bowl of soup slowly." ”

I thought that my daughter was really sensible, and she could endure hardships like this.

Zhao Xiyi also said: "There is a saying in the Taoist scriptures that if you cook a small fresh, cooking a small fresh is to cook a small fish, not to go to the intestines, not to scales, not to scratch, it is said that it is not disturbed, but to get the freshness of nature." The taste of this asparagus soup is natural and fresh, and this is also the reason. ”

Ji Xiao had to secretly admire Zhao Xiyi's self-cultivation, obviously endured and drank it, and he could also explain a metaphor.

The girl said again: "Senior sister, you can also take advantage of the hot soup, drink it quickly." ”

Ji Xiao couldn't help but slander, it seems that her daughter is still naughty, and she wants Chen Xiaohan to suffer by herself.

Chen Xiaohan saw them praising them, and liked it even more, took a bowl, tasted it, and said, "It's really delicious." ”

Ji Xiao looked at her and didn't seem to be fake, could it be that this soup was really delicious.

The girl smiled and said, "It's a pity that Uncle Bigu can't taste such a delicious soup." ”

Ji Xiaote wanted to know the answer, whether this soup was good or not, so he smiled and said: "Bigu doesn't have to be in a hurry, I'll try it." ”

As he spoke, the three girls each served a bowl, and the soup was gone.

Chen Xiaohan said apologetically: "I knew you were going to drink, I should have made more, and now I don't have your bowl and spoon, or I'll make you a bowl of soup again, anyway, it won't take time." ”

Ji Xiao was also embarrassed to taste the soup in the bowl of the three girls, and was very curious about whether this soup was good or not, so he said, "Then I will trouble you." ”

Chen Xiaohan drank his soup in one gulp, and hurriedly made it again.

Wait until she's gone.

The girl smiled and said, "Uncle, I still have a little left in the bowl, in fact, if you want to taste it, you can drink mine." ”

Zhao Xiyi also said: "Actually, I don't mind, you can drink mine." ”

Ji Xiao said: "It's still not good, it's troublesome Chen Daoyou left and right, I'll wait for a while." ”

Zhao Xiyi said: "Okay. ”

She is extremely highly cultivated, so it is rare to eat a few times a year, so she smacks the asparagus soup one bite at a time, as if she wants to savor it.

The girl is like this, and she seems to think that this is very ladylike.

It didn't take long for Chen Xiaohan to bring out a pot of hot clear soup, and she said, "These are all for Mu Zhenzi Daoyou to drink, don't rob them." ”

Ji Xiao nodded with a smile.

Chen Xiaohan also carefully found him a pair of bowls and spoons.

Ji Xiao filled a bowl of soup and scooped a spoonful into his mouth. Immediately, his face darkened.

The girl said, "What's wrong?"

Ji Xiao said word by word: "It's very ...... Beauty...... Taste. ”

Chen Xiaohan said happily: "Then you drink it all, don't waste it." ”

Ji Xiao was suddenly a little sad, and he was curious about what to do.

Until now, he didn't know if the soup they drank was very bad, but he could only say that he just wanted to finish the soup quickly. And from now on, don't drink soup again.

The girl said leisurely: "Uncle, you have to taste it slowly, don't disappoint your senior sister." ”

Ji Xiao still kept smiling, nodded slowly, and said, "It should be like this." ”

Zhao Xiyi also seemed to see that something was wrong with Ji Xiao, and couldn't help pursing his lips, as if he wanted to hold back a smile.

Chen Xiaohan felt that the atmosphere was a little strange, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

The girl hugged her arm and said, "It's nothing, it's just that you are suddenly so good to your uncle, and you are a little unaccustomed." ”

Chen Xiaohan's face turned red and said, "It's not to thank Mu Zhenzi for his kindness to us. ”