Zhao Miaomiao took a pan to heat the oil, and poured the chopped vegetables into the oil pan with a "crash".
Her eyes were entirely on the pot, and she put dried chili, green chili, and red chili into it all at once.
The spicy smell filled the whole kitchen, and Tong Jiao, who had been crying all the time, cried even harder.
She coughed and wiped her tears.
"Ah-choo! Cough-cough-cough!"
Tong Jiao couldn't take it anymore, she rushed out of the kitchen, took a tissue to wipe her tears and snot.
Zhao Miaomiao, who had blocked the puppy's sense of smell in advance, continued to cook carefully.
Tong Jiao's sad mood was interrupted by the smell of pepper, and her mother never answered her words from the beginning to the end.
Tong Jiao is a bit self-defeating.
She sat down on the sofa unhappily, not going to help in the kitchen.
Zhao Miaomiao didn't bother to call her, no one wanted a tragic heroine to cry by her side all the time.
The most annoying thing is that Tong Jiao seems to have some resentment towards the original owner, resentful that the original owner did not save her.
Zhao Miaomiao fried some random dishes, took them out and put them on the dining table.
Tong Jiao came to the table and looked at the bright red dishes.
Her current taste is lighter, and she eats more casually in the mountain village.
Zhao Miaomiao prepared the meal by herself, "Sit down, don't be so formal at home."
Tong Jiao sat down, staring at the white rice in his hand in a daze.
Zhao Miaomiao enthusiastically put vegetables into her bowl, "Eat more, you see that you are dark and thin now, and you are malnourished at first glance. You are welcome."
Tong Jiao looked at the chili in his bowl, feeling bitter in his heart.
The dishes her mother picked up for her had more peppers than meat, so how could she eat them.
"I can't eat such spicy food." Tong Jiao said weakly.
Zhao Miaomiao continued to pick up dishes, and the chopsticks moved most diligently to the dish with the most peppers.
"I remember that you used to like spicy food the most, and you often complained that my dishes were too bland and tasteless.
Today these dishes are specially prepared by me for you, don't disappoint my heart. You are my daughter. Although you have disappeared for five years, you are still my daughter. "
Zhao Miaomiao said tenderly, with a look of love on her face.
Tears welled up in Tong Jiao's eyes, she felt that her mother still loved her.
She took a mouthful of the food in the bowl, and sent the spicy food to her mouth.
Zhao Miaomiao ate the green vegetables near her, and looked up with a very loving mother's smile.
After Tong Jiao took a bite, his appetite whetted.
Although these dishes are spicy, they are delicious!
The meat is soft, and every bite has a strong meaty aroma and spicy pepper.
The taste collided in his mouth like a bouncing bomb.
Tong Jiao ate a large bowl with tears in his eyes, and said with tears in his eyes, "Mom, your cooking is really delicious! The dishes I ate there are simply pig food."
Zhao Miaomiao raised her eyebrows and smiled, scooped a large spoonful of rice for her, picked up the hottest dish on the table, and poured it directly into Tong Jiao's bowl.
The red soup dyed the white rice, and Tong Jiao's bowl was piled up like a hill.
"Eat more if it tastes good. Mom will make it for you in the future." Zhao Miaomiao said very gently.
Her current warmth is in stark contrast to the indifference in the kitchen. Tong Jiao feels that the mother at this moment is the one who really loves her.
Tong Jiao was so moved that she was about to cry again.
After finishing the meal, Tong Jiao rushed to wash the dishes.
Zhao Miaomiao was happy to be at leisure, so let her go.
After washing the dishes, Tong Jiao came out to look for her mother, only to find her sitting upright in the study. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com