Chapter 1371： Zhao Xiulan cooks 4

At this time, in the main room of the Jiang family, the old couple of the Jiang family were sitting on the sofa, drooling long ago by the smell from the kitchen.

Mrs. Jiang sighed, "Girl Xiulan's cooking skills are really good, just smelling this smell, you know that the food must be very delicious!"

Mr. Jiang replied with a smile, "Of course that's true. We didn't brag about Xiulan's craftsmanship. You'll know when you taste it yourself."

"I can't wait to taste what you said!"

"Haha, don't be in a hurry at this time, can't we eat when Xiulan girl's meal is ready?"

Mrs. Jiang sat on the sofa anxiously and waited. She was fine when she was all right, and felt that time passed by quite quickly. But this one thing, immediately felt that the time was particularly difficult.

Especially now, it feels like every minute and every second is torment.

Mr. Jiang smiled, his wife has been calm for a lifetime, and he rarely sees her anxious appearance, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise more smiles.

At this time, Jiang Ping smelled the smell from the room, ran downstairs, and hurriedly asked a few people downstairs, "Grandpa, grandma, brother, is my little sister-in-law cooking tonight? Ah?"

When asked by Jiang Ping, Mr. Jiang asked in surprise, "Are you a dog's nose? Can you be so smart? Just by smelling the smell, you know that your little sister-in-law is cooking? Can't it be Zhang's mother who is cooking?"

"Grandpa, isn't the little sister-in-law cooking? Only the little sister-in-law can make such a delicious taste."

Jiang Ping doesn't mean that the food made by Zhang Ma is not delicious, but that Zhao Xiulan's cooking is so good and distinctive.

After staying at Zhao Xiulan's house for a while, Jiang Ping often eats meals made by Zhao Xiulan, so he is already familiar with the fragrance of the dishes made by Zhao Xiulan.

Which time before Zhao Xiulan could not be tempted by this fragrant smell before he cooked food?

"Jiang Ping, your little sister-in-law really cooks dinner in our house. You are really a foodie, you can tell by smelling it!" Mrs. Jiang also said something to Jiang Ping indulgently.

Hearing what Mrs. Jiang said, Jiang Ping was instantly overjoyed, "It's great, I can finally eat the food made by my little sister-in-law. I've been thinking about it every day, and I'm looking forward to eating it earlier. Today is what I've been looking forward to. ."

"Your little sister-in-law specially made it for grandparents, but not for you. When you eat later, you should be more interesting, and you don't know how to keep any delicious dishes in your own bowl. A little." Jiang Cheng told Jiang Ping worriedly, knowing that Jiang Ping was a full-fledged foodie.

Jiang Ping stuck out his tongue, "Brother, you don't trust me so much? Since my sister-in-law made it for my grandparents, I will definitely let my grandparents eat more, and I will eat what my grandparents can't eat."

"It's your interest."

Jiang Ping didn't plan to go back to his room at this moment, but sat with Mrs. Jiang, anxiously waiting for Zhao Xiulan to prepare the meal, and wanted to eat it quickly.

Zhao Xiulan cooked a lot of dishes, so it took nearly an hour in the kitchen to prepare them all.

Zhang's mother helped bring the food to the table and greeted the Jiang family to eat.

Jiang Ping didn't need to say hello to Zhang's mother, and had already sat at the dining table in advance, waiting for the meal to start.

After seeing the dishes on the table, he stared straight at it, eager to rush to gobble it up.