The Miraculous Doctor’s Wife: The rough guy villain is so cool

After the four dishes were finished, she gave them all to Jian Aihua to taste.

Jian Aihua's eyes lit up every time she tasted a dish. The green vegetables were refreshing and fragrant with garlic, and the dry and spicy beans were not soft but crispy, but they were fried.

The shredded potatoes are sour and spicy. Needless to say, the radish stew is very appetizing. How can it not be delicious if it contains meat?

The main reason is that even the radish tastes like meat. It is stewed softly, and your mouth is filled with the freshness of the broth. This dish is not spicy, but it is not bland when you eat it. The soup is very thick.

Jian Aihua originally thought that she was already good at cooking, and she was willing to put in oil, but she didn't expect that her little sister was even better at cooking. Not only was the cooking delicious, but it was also very delicate. She put the vegetables in the bowl one by one, and spread them on top. There is a layer of fried garlic, which looks very nice, but their bowls are not that good-looking, they are all earth-colored thick bowls.

She clicked her tongue and said, "Little sister, you can cook this dish like a chef from a state-owned hotel. I didn't believe it when your brothers said this before, but now I really believe it."

Jian Xining said with a smile: "Sister likes to eat, I will make it for you every day from now on."

Jian Aihua laughed and said, "I don't dare to eat like this every day. I can't afford it."

Jian Xining: "Sister, don't worry, I will work hard to make money in the future."

"As long as you do well, eldest sister will be happy." Jane Aihua said.

Jian Xining didn't want to say more. Some things didn't depend on how you said them, but how you did them.

"Okay, let's eat. I'll tell everyone to eat. You get a bowl for Qin Zheng and bring it to him to eat." Jian Aihua said.

Jian Xining nodded, she took a big bowl, filled it with rice, spread some of each dish on the rice, and then brought it to Jane Eyre's room.

She seemed to have obsessive-compulsive disorder. Every dish was arranged neatly, and the bowl of rice also looked very neat. The rice was still white, with no vegetable juice mixed with it.

When he brought it over, Qin Zheng was shocked, "It's arranged so neatly."

Jian Xining tilted her head, "Too neat? Then I'll mix it for you?"

She was about to mix the rice and vegetables together, but Qin Zheng stopped her, "No, no, I like to eat them separately."

It’s been a long time since he had a meal with separate rice and vegetables. Every time Xuemei brought rice, the vegetables and rice were mixed together with soup. Maybe she thought it was so fragrant, but he was actually a little uncomfortable. Like it very much.

He likes the original aroma of rice, but rice mixed with vegetables and soup has lost its original aroma and sweetness.

He still remembered that every meal he ate as a child was separated from rice and vegetables, and each dish had a different taste. Unfortunately...

Thinking of this, his eyes dimmed, his slender fingers clenched suddenly, and then released. He reached out to take the food handed over by Jian Xining, held the chopsticks, and ate silently.

He ate very slowly, and every bite seemed to be filled with memories.

Jian Xining looked at him, always feeling that he was acting strange today, but she didn't know what it was and didn't ask.

Jane Eyre called next to her, "Ah Ning, why are you so partial? Why are you just bringing food to Qin Zheng, where is mine, Fourth Brother?"

Jian Xining pursed her lips and said, "Fourth brother, it's not like you can't move. You can go out and eat by yourself."

Jane Eyre curled her lips, "Are you still a biological sister? You don't even bring me food, and you ask me to go out to eat. Xuemei is still kind to me."