That smile was innocent and harmless, but it aroused an inexplicable throbbing in Shen Qingshan's heart.
He seemed to see a gentle and quiet woman, that was his ex-wife, and he couldn't help but be confused.
Soon, he came back to his senses and smiled lovingly at Shen Ning.
"Xiao Ning, you have just been discharged from the hospital and need a good rest. Don't be busy with cooking in the future, and don't go into the kitchen again. Don't make your hands rough. My daughter, Shen Qingshan, doesn't need to do such housework."
Shen Ning's voice was sweet and soft: "Dad, don't you like the food I cook?"
"It's not that I don't like it, I really like it!"
Shen Qingshan glanced at the dishes on the table, took a deep breath, and showed a sincere smile on his face.
Chicken stewed with mushrooms, fish stewed in an iron pot, pork stewed in a pot, ground three delicacies, pork noodles stewed, the soup is mushroom soup.
A few authentic Northeastern dishes whetted his appetite.
D City is located in the south. Although he is from D City, he lived in the Northeast for a few years when he was a child. His childhood memories are the most unforgettable. Later, when he returned to D City, he still missed the taste of Northeastern cuisine.
There are many Northeastern restaurants in the city, but they are not authentic. After eating there a few times, he stopped going there.
But Shen Ning's mother is good at cooking authentic Northeastern dishes, especially these dishes, which are Shen Qingshan's favorite.
After Shen Ning's mother passed away, he hadn't eaten Northeastern food for several years.
Chen Mingli is from the south. Although she is good at cooking, her cooking tastes sweet and bland, and Shen Qingshan often misses Northeastern cuisine.
He sat down and almost couldn't wait to grab a piece of pot meat and put it into his mouth.
The dish of Guobao Pork is not difficult, but it takes a lot of effort to make it authentic, sweet and sour.
"good, very good!"
After Shen Qingshan tasted it, he was full of praise. He tasted several dishes like a storm, and drank half a bowl of mushroom soup in one go without saying a few words.
Chen Mingli's mother and daughter were stunned.
Chen Mingli was so angry.
I cook every day, and my husband often praises the deliciousness of what he cooks, but he has never eaten as happily as he did today.
Shen Ruotong swallowed her saliva. She didn't care if Shen Ning made the dish, as long as it was delicious.
"Delicious, so delicious."
After she tasted a piece of fish stewed in an iron pot, she couldn't stop using her chopsticks and kept nagging to Chen Mingli while eating.
"Mom, look at how delicious this dish made by Second Sister is. I didn't expect Northeastern food to be so delicious. Can you also learn how to cook Northeastern food from Second Sister in the future?"
"You don't talk when you eat, and you don't talk when you sleep. Just focus on eating and don't talk. Are your dad's usual words falling on deaf ears?"
Chen Mingli taught her little daughter a lesson, but she couldn't even eat a bite of the food.
But Shen Ning just asked in front of her.
"Aunt Chen, do you think the food I cooked is okay?"
Chen Mingli had no choice but to force out a smile: "Okay, very good."
She ate this meal without knowing the taste.
After finishing the meal, Chen Mingli began to wink at Shen Qingshan, telling him to go upstairs because she had something to say.
Shen Qingshan knew what she was going to say, frowned, and then shook his head slightly to indicate that he was not in a hurry.
He also wanted to sit down and chat with Shen Ning to connect the relationship between father and daughter.
"Strange, what Chen Mingli wants to tell dad must be related to me." Shen Ning took in the two people's eyes and guessed in her heart.
But what could it be
But she couldn't guess this.
But she was sure that if Chen Mingli wanted to sell the medicine in the gourd behind her back, there must be no good medicine.