She picked up her chopsticks and picked out a slice of her favorite lotus root.

After taking a bite, my trachea was choked by the spiciness and I couldn't help coughing several times.

She immediately put down her chopsticks and went to find a water glass to drink.

"Why is it so choking? Could it be that there is too much hot pot base?" Ruila said after drinking the water.

In fact, the taste is delicious, but it is too spicy and exceeds the limit that Ruila can accept.

The food at home has always been light. She occasionally orders takeout or eats something strong when dining with friends, but she can only eat mildly spicy food.

After drinking water for a while, she sat down in the dining chair again.

Before taking her second bite, she thought of an idea.

She went to get a clean bowl, took a bowl of water and put it on the table.

Then, after picking up the vegetables from the hot pot, put them in water first, so that the spiciness will be reduced a lot.

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After taking the second bite, she finally didn't choke on the spicy food.

The phone rang, it was a video call from my mother.

Rila immediately picked up the video, and her mother's face appeared on the screen.

"Baby, let me see the picture you posted. Are you eating hot pot tonight?" Qin Anan asked.

"Yes, Mom! Let me show you the hot pot I cooked." Ruila adjusted the camera to the rear and showed her mother the boiling hot pot. "I bought the hot pot base and cooked it. It tastes pretty good!"

Ruila didn't tell her mother that the hot pot was too spicy, so she was embarrassed to admit that she overturned the first time she cooked.

"It looks okay...the soup base is a bit red, isn't it quite spicy?" Qin An'an looked at the red soup base and asked.

Ruila sniffed and said bravely: "It's okay! It's a little spicier than mild. It's fine if I eat it with rice. Mom, have you eaten?"

Qin An'an: "I just finished eating, and there are still a lot of dishes left! If you don't go home for dinner, the house will feel a lot deserted."

When Ruila heard her mother say this, her nose suddenly felt a little sore.

"Mom, I'm only a 40-minute drive away from you. You say that, and I want to go back. Don't shake my determination to be independent!" Ruila complained.

"Mom misses you. But if you feel happy when you are alone, mom will adjust your mood quickly. Mom hopes you are happy." Qin Anan smiled at her daughter.

Ruila turned the camera to the front and asked, "Where's Dad?"

"He's right next to you! I called you and he came over." Qin Anan immediately pointed the camera towards her husband.

Fu Shiting walked to Qin Anan and after seeing Ruila, he endured his emotions for a while, but finally couldn't help it anymore.

"Ruila, if you want to eat hot pot, you can buy it from outside. It takes a lot of effort to cook it yourself! And the photo of the hot pot you posted looks spicy. Can you eat spicy food? Be careful of diarrhea." Fu Shiting said because of this incident

, I ate less for dinner today.

Ruila was not annoyed at all when she listened to her father's nagging. On the contrary, she felt even more homesick.

It was only the first day after she moved out, and her insistence on independence was about to collapse.

"Dad, my hot pot looks spicy, but it's not that spicy. You made it cleanly!" Ruila smiled at the camera.

"Will you wash the pot yourself later? I think you should stop washing it. I'll ask the servant to wash it for you." Fu Shiting didn't want his daughter to suffer a little bit.

"Dad, my hot pot is not big and can be easily washed. There is no need to call for help. Don't worry about me. I'm fine. It's the weekend in two days and I'll go home on Friday night." Ruila said to her.

Dad promised, "I will show you my skills when the time comes."

Fu Shiting saw that his daughter seemed quite happy, so he could only follow her: "Okay, show me your skills when you come back."

After finishing the video, Ruila put down her phone and continued eating dinner.

I don’t know why, but after watching the video, the food in the pot didn’t smell so fragrant.

She seemed to have overestimated her appetite and cooked too much.

Not only is the rice overcooked, but the vegetables are also overcooked.

After eating a bowl of rice, she started to eat vegetables.

These dishes took a lot of effort from cleaning to cutting, and she couldn't bear to throw them away.

She ate while watching short videos on her mobile phone to relieve her boredom. An hour later, one-third of the food in the pot was left. She couldn't eat any more, so she took it away and threw it away.

It took about half an hour to wash the pots and dishes. It must be said that most of her enthusiasm for cooking was consumed in just three hours.

After cleaning up everything, she collapsed on the sofa and sent a message to her sister to complain: Little sister, cooking is really tiring! I cooked too much tonight! I didn’t finish it and threw it away.
Chapter completed!