Wang Fang's food was either salty or he forgot to add salt.
Mr. Lu put down his chopsticks after taking a few bites of the food.
"Grandpa, I..." Wang Fang explained nervously, "I might...maybe I had a cold recently, so I couldn't taste the food and didn't cook it well."
"Well, don't eat anymore. Anan and I will go buy some food at the state-owned restaurant outside." She said and stood up quickly and said to Nuan Nuan, "I'm sorry, Nuan Nuan."
"It's okay sister-in-law," Wen Nuan stood up and stopped her and said with a smile, "We are all from our own family, so there is no need to go out to buy. I will go to the kitchen to see what is available and then make some. It will be quick."
"How is this good?" Wang Fang was a little embarrassed.
"It's okay, it's just the right time for you to have a taste of my cooking," Wen Nuan blinked, "Didn't Grandpa always say he wanted to eat my cooking? It's just right."
After she finished speaking, she went to the kitchen. Wang Fang glanced at Lu Jinnan anxiously behind her and saw that his face looked a little better.
"Nuan Nuan, come here, sister-in-law..." she said.
"You don't have a cold, just let Nuan Nuan do it." Mr. Lu said, and then said apologetically to Ms. Zhao, "Sister, I made you laugh."
"We are all members of our own family. It's troublesome for you to cook when you are sick." Ms. Zhao said, "It's just the right time for Big Brother to have a taste of warm craftsmanship."
But her granddaughter's hand was still injured.
"Aunt Zhao, let's eat some fruit first." Lu Tingfang came out with the fruit, "You guys sit down first, I'll go to the kitchen to help."
She went in and at least helped Wen Nuan wash the dishes. Since Nuan Wen's hand was injured, she could still cook some vegetables.
Wang Fang's expression became even worse.
After a while, Nuan Nuan came out and asked Lu Jinnan, "Brother, where did you put the snakeskin bag I just took?"
"Bring a storage room." Lu Jinnan said, "I'll get whatever you want."
"No, tell me where it is and I'll get it myself," Nuan Nuan said.
There wasn't a lot of usable meat in the kitchen, but there was a lot of vegetables left. Wen Nuan wanted to find an excuse to take some out from Lingchu. Of course, she did bring some bacon and bacon she had cured in her snakeskin bag.
Sausage.
"I'll take you there." Lu Jinnan stood up.
Nuan Nuan nodded.
The two people walked out together. Behind them, Wang Fang didn't know what she was thinking, watching the two people leaving in a daze.
"This child." Lu Tingfang handed her an apple, "Here, eat an apple."
"Thank you, aunt." Wang Fang sat aside and gave a difficult smile.
Lu Tingfang shook her head secretly.
But he didn't say any more unnecessary words.
All this was naturally seen by Mrs. Zhao on the side, but Ms. Zhao pretended not to see it.
These are all normal between sisters-in-law, but there is still a sense of comparison between daughters-in-law in rural areas, let alone in cities?
The only thing to blame is that her granddaughter Wen Wen was so outstanding that she was complained about by her sister-in-law on the first day she came here.
But Zhao didn't just think it was Wen Nuan's fault.
I don’t know whether Wang Fang is born with a bad taste in cooking or because she wants to give warmth to her family.
But Zhao was not worried at all.
And she believed that Wang Fang would regret today's series of operations after eating the food cooked by Wen Nuan.
The warm snakeskin bag also contained the dry goods she got from the mountains last year, and she took them out together, "Originally, these were meant to be given to you and grandpa to try."
She took out this thing and that thing from the snakeskin bag like a magic trick.
"These bacons are made from the pigs I raise myself. I will make them soon and my brother and grandpa will try them. They will definitely taste better than the ones you buy in Kyoto," she said.
"Is it the same as the one you sent me years ago?" Lu Jinnan asked curiously, "That is indeed delicious."
"The pigs were not killed years ago, so they were bought at a butcher shop with meat stamps." She smiled, "I fed them myself this time."
The food she eats is grass that has been purified by her spiritual chef, so the pork must be more fragrant than ordinary.
"Then we're in for a treat." Lu Jinnan smiled.
When the two people came in again, they both had something in their hands.
"Anan, have you gone to buy meat?" Wang Fang asked.
"No, these bacon and sausages were brought to us by Wen Nuan from his hometown." Lu Jinnan said, "I just happened to make them for us to try today."
"You raised it yourself?" Lu Tingfang said in surprise, "Nuan Nuan, do you know how to raise pigs?"
"Yes, my pigs are all very fat after I feed them," Wen Nuan said with a smile, "Auntie, you can try it when you make it. I'm sure it will taste better than the ones bought outside."
She still has this little bit of confidence.
"It's just," Wang Fang said weakly at this time, "Are you safe with this pork? Otherwise...then we don't dare to eat it."
She didn't say what kind of pig it was, but she couldn't hide her expression.
"Wen Nuan, I'm sorry. My sister-in-law didn't say that the bacon and sausages you make are not good," she explained hurriedly. "Even in the past few years, you know that there are many pigs that are sick and have acne. My mother used to work in the black market.
I bought it online.”
"The sick pigs raised in the countryside were secretly sold after they died. Fortunately, our family didn't have time to eat them, but my neighbor bought them with my mother, and the whole family went to the hospital."
"We definitely believe in your craftsmanship." She added.
But the meaning is already obvious, that is, I am not sure about the meat brought by the warmth. I even feel that the warmth comes from the countryside and these things are unclean.
Wen Nuan smiled lightly.
Lu Jinnan's face looked a little ugly, but Wang Fang saved his face in the end, "This pig is a pig raised by Wen Nuan. If you don't worry about pigs raised by yourself, you can't eat pigs raised by outsiders."
That’s right.
"But……"
"But you also ate a lot of the bacon and sausages that Wen Nuan sent you years ago." Lu Jinnan held up his glasses and smiled lightly and said, "Aren't they all quite good?"
His tone was very soft, but Wang Fang, who was familiar with him, knew that Lu Jinnan was angry.
"Then let me help you..." she said hurriedly.
"No need, it will be done soon," Wen Nuan smiled, "Sister-in-law, if you feel uncomfortable, just take a good rest."
"Grandpa is waiting to eat your delicious food." Mr. Lu laughed loudly, "Every time that brat from Jinchuan tells me, I get so hungry."
As for the sick pig that the eldest grandson's wife said, Mr. Lu actually didn't like it.
What does she mean?
No matter what, Nuan Nuan is still Jinchuan's wife. Can she bring some sick pigs as gifts for her first visit?
After Wang Fang heard what the old man said, her face turned pale.
I was a little unconvinced that a village girl could make anything good.
When the food cooked by Wen Nuan was served, Wang Fang's face turned completely bad.
The meals cooked because of the warmth are more tempting than the chefs in state-owned restaurants.
Moreover, there are only a few vegetables, but how come she can cook them in so many ways?!