Chapter 704 Exploded
After Jiang Weiming regained his normal sense of taste, he was like a child eating for the first time. Everything he saw was new and he wanted to taste everything.
He tasted from the chickpea bouquets to the minced garlic prepared by Jiang Weisheng or the extra sauce, to the cucumbers, tomatoes, radishes and various fruits that could be eaten raw in the kitchen, to the soup stock in the pot, to the leftover slices of meat from lunch, to the cabinets The pickles and jams in it were not spared, even Wu Minqi’s treasured chili noodles. Every one of them was counted, and they were all tasted.
"Master, the doctor said you can't eat heavy sugar. You've eaten all the rock sugar, white sugar, granulated sugar, brown sugar, black sugar, and prune sugar. You really can't eat any more maltose. You've eaten half a pack today!" Jiang Weisheng grabbed his hand. I will never give you the maltose on the table.
This maltose was sent by Grandma Ji Yue. It was a snack made of mixed sesame seeds. It was unknown when someone put it in the cabinet in the back kitchen and Jiang Weiming just dug it out.
Everyone:? ? ?
Is this a sugar problem? ? ? ?
"Xiao Feng, did your third grandfather have something that I don't know about before?" Jiang Weiguo admired the third brother's confusing behavior for a long time, finally figured out something, and looked directly at Jiang Feng.
Jiang Feng:...
Anyway, now that Jiang Weiming's sense of taste has recovered, he has nothing to hide, so he just tells the truth.
"Third Grandpa was sick before. After he recovered, he lost his sense of taste." Jiang Feng said honestly.
The old man's eyes widened in an instant, and returned to normal in a blink of an eye. He looked at Jiang Weiming, who had given up the maltose and was about to go back to eat rock candy with a smile, but was stopped by Jiang Wengsheng.
"Who else knows?" the old man asked.
"Uncle Jiang and I discovered it accidentally. Third Grandpa didn't want others to know, so we didn't dare to say it. I didn't mean to hide it from you. Both Uncle Jiang and I felt that Third Grandpa couldn't accept it for a while. , I want to wait until he can accept it before telling everyone." Jiang Feng was afraid that the old man would be angry, so he explained quickly.
The old man was not angry at all. He waved his hand and said, "I'm not angry. It's because I've been negligent during this period. I thought your Third Grandpa didn't go into the kitchen or cook much these days because he was recovering from a serious illness and couldn't bear the food. I didn't notice. ”
Jiang Feng was surprised to find that the old man's temper had actually improved.
"So..." The old man propped his chin with his hand, "Third brother, did he suddenly regain his sense of taste while eating chickpeas?"
Although the old man accidentally revealed the truth, Jiang Feng still had to forcefully explain: "The third grandfather suddenly lost his sense of taste due to illness. It may have been temporary. Now that his body has almost recovered, his sense of taste has recovered. I think it's quite good." Normal.”
In order to prevent the old man from thinking too much, Jiang Feng also emphasized: "It just happened to be that I ate chickpea pudding this afternoon. If the third grandfather ate the oden next door, he might be able to taste it."
The old man didn't think much about it at all. He didn't know about Jiang Weiming's loss of taste in the first place. Now that Jiang Weiming has regained his sense of taste, he doesn't want to dig into it anymore. He just pretends that he doesn't know anything.
"In this case, you have to tell others about this, so as not to cause more trouble." The old man warned, and glanced at the pot, "There are so many chickpeas, why don't you share it with others? Give me a bowl and keep it. Go out and walk around, it’s too boring in here.”
After saying that, the old man left, his steps still very fast but with a sense of relaxation and joy everywhere.
"Okay grandpa!" Jiang Feng said loudly to the old man's back.
Although it took some time because of Jiang Weiming's chef's taste of various delicacies, everyone finally ate the chicken bean curd.
The chickpea pudding is not particularly fresh but delicious.
Jiang Feng not only left a bowl for the old man, but also left a bowl for Jiang Weiming to finish eating the rock candy.
The chicken bean curd was made by Jiang Feng, so naturally it was distributed by him.
The distribution method is very simple. If you have a good relationship, you will eat more, and if you have a normal relationship, you will eat less. Everyone can eat, and if you eat, you will earn. Facing the chicken bean curd that is one mouthful of one's daily salary, no one has any other emotions except excitement and happiness. You have a bowl and I have a bowl, eating in big or small bites in the kitchen, lobby, corner, doorway, the air is full of happiness the taste.
Jiang Jiankang and Wang Xiulian, as Jiang Feng's biological father and mother, naturally ate the largest bowls. They each sat in the corner of the kitchen with a small chair, and changed from the usual big mouthful of food. They held the bowls and ate like chickens pecking at rice. Chickpea flowers.
"Jiankang, we really gave birth to a good son!" Wang Xiulian actually hasn't eaten Jiang Feng's cooking these days, and she didn't drink the soup that day. I've heard ten thousand people say that your son's cooking is really delicious. Not as good as the bite I am eating now.
Thinking of this, Wang Xiulian felt that the people who praised Jiang Feng in front of her these days were really bad.
What do you mean the food your son cooks is so delicious?
Can the food her son cooked be described as delicious?
It's a delicacy, it's delicious, it's a rare delicacy, it's so good that even the adults next door will cry with it!
Wang Xiulian felt that she had to seek advice from her sister-in-law, as her vocabulary had become somewhat weak over the years.
"Yes, wife." Jiang Jiankang nodded in agreement, his heart full of pride.
Although he is not good at it, he can do it!
Jiang Jiankang had always felt that although his son was sensible, well-behaved and considerate, and liked to sleep in and fish as much as he did, he was a bit honest and not as smart as his nephews. He was too weak and had a poor spleen and stomach when he was a child. He did not gain weight without the momentum of the Jiang family, so there was only one fly in the ointment. Some regrets.
Now all these regrets are gone, only pride and pride remain.
Although he is small and thin, he is a good cook!
Although he is very honest, he is very good at cooking!
Although his son is not as smart as some of his nephews, he is a good cook!
Jiang Jiankang is so lucky to have given birth to such an outstanding son!
He is Jiang Feng's biological father. Will any good dishes Jiang Feng cook in the future miss out on his bite?
The more Jiang Jiankang thought about it, the more pleased he became, and he even ate chickpeas faster.
Wang Xiulian patted Jiang Jiankang's arm: "Why are you eating so fast? It's gone after you finish eating!"
"Oh oh oh." Jiang Jiankang slowed down his eating speed.
"That's right." Jiang Jiankang ate half a bowl of chickpeas before he suddenly realized that he didn't take a photo to share with his family!
At such a critical moment, how could you not take a photo and send it to the family group to share with everyone?
Jiang Jiankang looked at the chickpea pudding in his bowl and the chickpea pudding in Wang Xiulian's bowl, and said, "Honey, please wait a moment. Let me pat the chickpea pudding in your bowl and send it to my elder brother and the others."
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Wang Xiulian could only stop eating and hold up half a bowl of chickpeas: "Then you can take better pictures."
"Okay!"
Jiang Jiankang chose his most commonly used filter according to his habit, clicked a photo, and posted it to the family group.
I love going to work and I am happy: Xiaofeng just made the chickpea pudding this afternoon. My dad and Sanbo both said it was delicious after eating it. It was not inferior to what Sanbo made last time [thumb][thumb][thumb]
I love going to work and I am happy: [Picture]
Jiang Jiankang put down his phone and continued to eat chickpeas. After another ten minutes, he finally licked the chickpeas in the bowl before taking out his phone again to look at the family group. He found that the family group was silent and no one spoke.
Jiang Jiankang:?
Is everyone busy?
What Jiang Jiankang didn't know was that the family group was quiet, but Jiang Feng's cell phone was almost flooded with messages from uncles, aunts, and cousins. Jiang Feng's cell phone, which didn't have a message-free reminder setting, didn't receive Jiang Jiankang's message for two minutes. When I arrived, I started popping up the screen like crazy, until my phone exploded.
All in all, with just one sentence, his WeChat exploded.
I was bombarded by everyone’s rainbow farts.
The interface is stuck and cannot be moved and cannot be opened, and the only option is to shut down and restart.
Jiang Feng, who couldn't open WeChat without even seeing the first message clearly: ...Did his dad post something he shouldn't have posted to the family group?
(End of chapter)