Chapter 224

Tang ruochu had a rest at home for a few days. Every day, he either watched idol dramas without nutrition or learned to cook from Aunt Wu. His days were monotonous and boring.

On this day, aunt Wu said that she would teach her to make sweet and sour ribs, which Shijin likes best.

She immediately ran into the kitchen with her book in her arms.

In the kitchen, aunt Wu was cleaning the ribs. As soon as she came in, she said with a smile, "young lady, this is the favorite dish of the young master. You can run so fast."

Knowing that she was making fun of herself, Tang ruochu didn't feel annoyed. Instead, he took it for granted and said, "that's right. They say that if you want to catch a man's heart, you have to catch his stomach first. As long as I learn how to make Shijin's favorite food, I think he will be inseparable from me in the future. "

Speaking of this, a picture appeared in her mind: Shijin tearfully begged her to make sweet and sour ribs for him. How pitiful and sad she was.

"Ha ha..." She giggled.

Aunt Wu didn't know what she was thinking. Seeing her giggling, she asked, "what are you thinking? It's a lot of fun. "

Auntie Wu's voice brought back her wandering thoughts. She saw Auntie Wu's doubt on her face and laughed twice. Then she turned to the topic, pointed to the ribs in the basin and asked, "Auntie Wu, how many times do you want to wash the ribs?"

Aunt Wu was immediately distracted, "just wash it two or three times, and then boil it with water."

"Oh, so it is." Tang ruochu suddenly nodded, then pointed to the book in his hand and said to Aunt Wu with a smile, "I'll write this down first."

Spread the book directly on the clean flow management platform, bow your head, hold the pen, and write it down.

Aunt Wu also washed the ribs.

Then, aunt Wu taught her to make the sweet and sour pork, which is the favorite of Shijin.

She wrote down everything she had to remember in her notebook.

It took her more than an hour to make a sweet and sour pork.

The finished product looks good, but I don't know how it tastes.

"Young lady, try it and see if it tastes good." Aunt Wu handed the chopsticks to Tang ruochu.

The latter took over, picked up a sparerib, exhaled, then put it to his mouth and bit it carefully.

Aunt Wu looked at her expectantly and nervously.

Sweet and sour taste instantly filled the whole mouth, she squinted, exclaimed: "eat well."

On hearing her saying this, aunt Wu was relieved and said with a happy smile, "delicious. That's why the young lady is smart and well learned."

Aunt Wu's praise embarrassed Tang ruochu, "where, aunt Wu's craftsmanship is good, and it's almost your own. If I do it alone, I can't make it. "

Her modesty made aunt Wu shake her head helplessly, "you child..."

Tang ruochu spat out his tongue, then picked up a rib and sent it to her mouth, "come on, aunt Wu, you can try it too. It's delicious."

Aunt Wu looked at her and was dazzled by the bright smile on her face.

In a trance, she seems to go back to the bright girl who was more than 20 years ago, carrying a plate of sweet and sour pork ribs that had just been made, and said to her with a happy face: "sister Wu, I have finally learned to make sweet and sour pork ribs. Come and have a taste. "

Aunt Wu's absence makes Tang ruochu frown. Aunt Wu stares at her with nostalgia in her eyes. Who does aunt Wu think of?

"Aunt Wu..." She called carefully.

"Ah?" Aunt Wu looked at her blankly. Seeing her puzzled expression, she quickly laughed and said, "young lady said that delicious food is delicious, so I won't taste it."

With that, aunt Wu lowered her head and turned to clean up the kitchen.

At this time, Tang ruochu called out to her: "aunt Wu, who did you just see from me?"

Aunt Wu had a meal at her feet, and the air fell into a short silence.

After a while, aunt Wu didn't look back. She said in a light tone, "no, madam, I think more about it."

Tang ruochu looked at her figure walking into the kitchen in a hurry, and his eyes were thoughtful.

……

In the evening, Tang ruochu heated the sweet and sour ribs that Aunt Wu taught him to make in the microwave oven, and then put them on the table.

When Lu Shijin saw the plate of sweet and sour ribs, he frowned slightly.

"Did aunt Wu make it?" He asked.

"No Tang ruochu opened his chair and sat opposite him. He put his hands on the edge of the table and looked at him with a smile. "Aunt Wu taught me to do it. She said it's your favorite food."

The Mou light is tiny to flash, he hooked to hook lips Cape, "can eat?"

"Of course. How much you dislike my craft. " Tang ruochu glared at him angrily, then picked up chopsticks and put a piece in his bowl, "eat quickly."

Lu Shijin took a look at her, then took a bite from the ribs.

"How's it going?" Tang ruochu looked forward to him.Lu Shijin chewed slowly, with a calm expression, unable to see whether he liked it or not.

Tang ruochu couldn't help frowning and asked carefully, "isn't it delicious?"

Lu Shijin put down his chopsticks and said, "it's delicious."

Hearing his praise, Tang ruochu was elated and happy. "If it's delicious, eat more."

She gave him a few pieces, instant bowl almost full out.

She gave him a smile, then bowed her head and took a big mouthful of rice. To tell the truth, when he praised her so much, she felt that her appetite was greatly increased and she could eat two more bowls of rice in the evening.

Lu Shijin did not move chopsticks, just quietly watching her eat, eyes surging with complex emotions.

Thin lips pursed, and then asked: "at first, do you know why I like sweet and sour ribs?"

Tang ruochu looked up at him, swallowed his food, and said with a playful smile: "of course I know. Aunt Wu told me that you were picky when you were a child, and you liked sweet and sour food very much, so you often made sweet and sour ribs, sweet and sour fish and so on."

Lu Shijin laughs, "it's just part of it."

"Well?" Tang ruochu surprised pick eyebrow, "there are other reasons?"

"Well." Lu Shijin nodded, "because this is my mother's best dish."

Lu Shijin bowed his head and laughed, with a trace of sadness in his expression. "This is a dish that my mother learned to cook for me in accordance with the recipe. She learned it again and again, and finally learned it."

It turns out that this dish has such a story. Tang ruochu can't help but think of aunt Wu's absence at that time. Isn't it also because of Shijin's mother?

"But then my mother lost her sight, and she never did it again."

At this point, Lu Shijin laughed, "but now with you, I can eat again."

Tang ruochu

Can't Aunt Wu do it? Let aunt Wu do it.