Despite the meal, Tang Junye sat at the dining table at the invitation of his son and daughter-in-law.

"Mom, try Zhan Yin's cooking."

Hai Tong ordered something for her mother-in-law, and smiled to let Tang Junye try it.

Tang Junye saw her son only put on disposable gloves to peel the shrimp shells, she didn't have to wait and knew that the shelled shrimp meat would not be put in her bowl, she didn't know what it was like.

If her husband is so considerate to her, she will feel very happy.

Seeing her son being so considerate to his daughter-in-law made her feel quite uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the daughter-in-law is more considerate than the son.

"I'll try it."

Tang Junye appreciatively ate the food that Haitong gave her.

After tasting it, Tang Junye really wanted to say that the dishes made by his son were better than Haitong's, but felt that it was too unconscionable. After struggling for a while, he finally told the truth: "Ayin is not as good as Haitong. Cook more to practice and cook for Haitong."

It can also enhance the relationship between husband and wife.

"But you usually go to work, you are too busy..."

"Mom, don't worry, I won't let Zhan Yin into the kitchen on weekdays."

Now they have Aunt Liang in their small family.

Tang Junye was very satisfied with Haitong's statement.

"Mom, do you want to eat this shrimp?"

Zhan Yin asked his mother.

"Mom has eaten, but it was Haitong who asked me to judge which of your husband and wife's cooking skills is better, so Mom tasted it. You guys eat, Mom is going to watch TV."

After Tang Junye finished eating the dishes in the bowl, he put down his chopsticks, got up and walked out of the restaurant.

Seeing his mother leaving, Zhan Yin immediately put a small plate of shelled shrimps in front of Haitong, and said in a warm voice, "Honey, eat slowly. You should drink more of this soup to make up for it."

He winked at Haitong.

Haitong was almost pissed off by his expression.

Seriously, he even winked.

After Haitong coughed twice, she quickly looked towards the hall and saw her mother-in-law sitting down on the sofa gracefully. She once again lamented her mother-in-law's self-cultivation. She felt more like a lady than the ladies in the TV series. His movements are so graceful.

Zhan Yin leaned over and whispered in her ear: "Don't be afraid, my mother won't peek."

If grandma was there, with grandma's heart, she might peek.

The education her mother received when she was a child made her feel aboveboard whether she wanted to listen or watch.

"Tongtong, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Haitong's face turned red quickly, she nudged him, and said in a low voice: "It's time to eat, be serious."

"I didn't say anything." JrNovels.com