Chapter 1182: Things that Can Be Done with a Meal 3

Mrs. Xiao took a bite of the dish and put it in her mouth, with a satisfied and natural smile on her beautiful face.

"Mom, how are you?" Tang Yaoyao looked forward to it.

"It's delicious. I'm used to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas. This taste makes me nostalgic." Mrs. Xiao said, pushing Xiao Zhenqiao's arm: "Husband, don't you think so? The food cooked by my daughter-in-law must be to your liking."

Xiao Zhenqiao only took a small bite and responded to Mrs. Xiao's words: "Yes."

"It's the same as I was back then." Mrs. Xiao missed the time when they had gone through so many ups and downs.

It's been so long, it's so precious.

Xiao Zhenqiao paused and then said: "Compared with you, of course you are the best."

Mrs. Xiao seemed embarrassed: "What are you talking about? Don't talk sweetly in front of the children. Don't be ashamed."

Xiao Zhenqiao is not a sweet-tongued person, and he speaks very little. Many of his words come from the heart, and he needs to learn.

Mrs. Xiao also liked to listen to him on weekdays. It was a rare occasion when he spoke, and she felt warm in her heart.

But her son and daughter-in-law were both there, so she couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

Xiao Zhenqiao coughed and said seriously: "Let's eat."

Lunch was made by Tang Yaoyao, and she ate everything to show her appreciation. She watched Xiao Jinhan eat a lot.

She couldn't believe that the whole family was so supportive.

I thought I was a chef.

"Is it so delicious?"

Xiao Jinhan's handsome face showed a proud look: "As long as it is made by you, I have to eat it clean."

With such a wife, what else could he be dissatisfied with?

Tang Yaoyao's cooking is quite satisfactory, not unpalatable, nor particularly delicious.

Home-cooked side dishes, the joy is love.

Xiao Zhenqiao was in the living room with Mrs. Xiao. The two were watching TV. Mrs. Xiao couldn't help but shed tears when she saw the sadistic part.

Xiao Zhenqiao handed over tissues and said, "TV dramas are all lies, don't cry."

Mrs. Xiao was moved by the plot and cried uncontrollably. She responded, "I know, but it's so touching."

As she spoke, she leaned into Xiao Zhenqiao's arms, and Xiao Zhenqiao patted her back comfortingly.

When Tang Yaoyao saw them, she actually felt quite warm in her heart. Her family was harmonious and happy, which was what she longed for most.

No need to stay in a broken, calculating home.

Perhaps in the early years, Tang Yaoyao's life was too cold and mean.

Now she feels very fulfilled.

From one world to another heavenly world.

"My parents have such a good relationship."

Xiao Jinhan hugged her waist from behind and said in a low voice: "In the future, we will only have a better relationship than them."

"How do you know?" Tang Yaoyao raised an eyebrow: "A man's mouth is a liar."

"Have you ever heard a word?"

"Um?"

"Each generation is getting better and better." Xiao Jinhan was extremely serious: "Especially in terms of doting on his wife."

"..."

In the afternoon, Mrs. Xiao watched TV for a while and felt sleepy.

Xiao Zhenqiao sent her back to her room, looked at the time, and ran to the kitchen alone.

After a while, there was a rhythmic sound of ping-ping-pong-pong.

The noise became louder and louder, arousing Tang Yaoyao's curiosity.

She went downstairs and took a look in the kitchen, and saw Xiao Zhenqiao rolling up his sleeves, wearing an apron, holding a kitchen knife in his hand, cutting chicken.

He had never done anything like this before, his sword skills were unfamiliar, his expression was cold, but he was very focused.

Wearing an apron, he looks like a good husband who dotes on his wife and children.

Dad looks quite cold, but he is very warm inside.

This is Tang Yaoyao's first opinion.

Tang Yaoyao couldn't help but laugh.