The Male Main’s Uncle Is Openly Obsessed With Me
Chapter Summary
Cheng Xiuqin and the others could actually guess a little bit, and they tried to smooth things over with a smile: "What does it matter whether it's the same or not? This big table of food won't taste good if it gets cold." After Cheng Xiuqin said this, the others no longer paid attention to the two bowls of soup in front of Cheng Junhao and his wife, and focused on eating. If my uncle can't get used to this flavor, there's also a plate of sweet and sour fish, which is lighter in taste." After he...
"This one is for my aunt, and this one is for my uncle." Su Yayan distributed the soups to everyone one by one.
Everyone else was used to it and just stared at the soup in front of them.
It was the first time that Cheng Junhao had seen such a scene. He looked at the cup in front of him in confusion, then at the cup in front of his wife.
“Why is this soup different?”
"This is a tonic soup with medicinal herbs. Men and women need different tonics, so the soup is naturally different."
Cheng Junhao didn't really know much about this, and asked doubtfully, "Is there such a thing?"
"Of course, would I lie to you, uncle?"
Cheng Junhao nodded and said nothing more.
Instead, Old Master Cheng glanced at the soup of the two people inconspicuously. Thinking that his granddaughter had been nourishing Qin Xueru's body during this period of time, he more or less guessed the effect of the soup. He lowered his head slightly to hide the smile between his eyebrows.
Cheng Xiuqin and the others could actually guess a little bit, and they tried to smooth things over with a smile: "What does it matter whether it's the same or not? The key is whether it tastes good or not. Speaking of which, today is also thanks to you. Although Yanyan usually cooks, it's never as sumptuous as today. We'll talk about other things later. Let's eat first. This big table of food won't taste good if it gets cold."
After Cheng Xiuqin said this, the others no longer paid attention to the two bowls of soup in front of Cheng Junhao and his wife, and focused on eating.
Cheng Junhao hadn't eaten much on the road, so he was indeed a little hungry now.
Just in front of him was his favorite fish, and without thinking, he took a bite and put it in his mouth.
The next second, an indescribable stimulation rushed from his tongue to his head, making his whole face red.
“This, this, this…”
When Qin Xueru saw him like this, she quickly poured him a glass of cold water.
Cheng Junhao finally calmed down after drinking half a cup of cold water, and said with a big tongue: "This fish... Why is this fish so spicy?"
Qin Xueru had been married to him for so many years, but this was the first time she saw him so embarrassed. She couldn't help but laugh and said, "There was chili in it."
"chili?"
"Those red ones are much spicier than ginger." Su Yayan pointed to the red peppers on the plate. "My brother and dad both like spicy food, so I made more spicy dishes. If my uncle can't get used to this flavor, there's also a plate of sweet and sour fish, which is lighter in taste."
After hearing what she said, Cheng Junhao didn't worry too much. He tried the sweet and sour fish again and found that the taste was indeed a little bland.
Although it tasted good, he didn't like sweet things very much. After hesitating for a moment, he reached out his chopsticks for the spicy steamed crucian carp.
This time he was mentally prepared. Although it was spicy, he also felt that the fish tasted more delicious than any other fish he had eaten before.
The first bite was a bit stimulating, the second bite started to get used to it, the third bite made it taste good enough, and after the fourth bite I couldn’t stop.
Su Yayan held the bowl and looked up to see her uncle frequently reaching for the spicy dishes on the table with his chopsticks. His face turned red from eating, but he was still reluctant to put down his chopsticks.
Well, another spicy food lover who is captivated by chili peppers.
Fortunately, she would prepare some cooling tea for them to drink every day, otherwise, they would have been tortured to death by constipation and other sequelae.
After the meal, almost everyone present left the table with bulging stomachs.