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

After taking a bite, the trachea was suddenly choked by the spicy taste, and I couldn't help coughing a few times.

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

"Why is it so choking? Could it be that there is too much hot pot bottom material?" Rila said to herself after drinking the water.

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

The food at home has always been light. She occasionally eats some strong flavors when ordering takeaways outside or having dinner 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 a second bite, she thought of a way.

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 the water first, so that the spiciness will be reduced a lot.

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

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

Rila immediately took over the video, and her mother's face appeared on the screen.

"Baby, I saw the picture you posted. Are you eating hot pot tonight?" Qin Anan asked.

"Yes, Mom! Show you the hot pot I cooked." Rila turned the camera to the rear and showed her mother the boiling hot pot. "I bought the hot pot base and cooked it. It tastes good!"

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

"It looks okay... The soup base is a bit red, quite spicy, right?" Qin Anan asked while looking at the thriving soup base.

Rila sniffed, and said bravely: "It's okay! It's a little bit hotter than slightly spicy. It's okay if I eat it with rice. Mom, have you eaten yet?"

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

When Rilla heard her mother say this, her nose suddenly became a little sore.

"Mom, I'm only 40 minutes' drive away from you. I want to go back when you say that. Don't shake my determination to be independent!" Rilla complained.

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

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

"He's by the side! I'll make a video for you, and he just followed." Qin Anan immediately pointed the camera at her husband.

Fu Shiting walked to Qin An'an's side. After seeing Rila, he held back his emotions for a while, and finally couldn't help it anymore.

"Rilla, if you want to eat hot pot, you can buy it outside. You cook it yourself, what a lot of effort! And the photo of the hot pot you sent looks spicy. Can you eat spicy food? Be careful of diarrhea." Fu Shiting because of this incident , Eat less for dinner today.

Rilla was not bothered by her father's nagging, on the contrary, she was even more homesick.

It was only the first day when she moved out, and her insistence on being independent was about to collapse.

"Dad, my hot pot looks spicy, but it's not that spicy. It's clean by yourself!" Rila smiled at the camera.

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

"Dad, my hot pot is not big, and it's easy to wash. You don't need to call someone. Don't worry about me, I'm fine. It's the weekend in two days, and I'll be home on Friday night." Rila said to Dad promised, "I'll show you a hand when the time comes."

Fu Shiting seemed quite happy to see his daughter, so he could only follow her: "Okay, let me show you when you come back."

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

I don't know why, after talking about a video, the dishes in the pot are not so delicious.

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

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

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

It took a lot of effort from cleaning to cutting these dishes, and she was reluctant to throw them away.

She watched short videos on her mobile phone to relieve boredom while eating. An hour later, there was still a third of the food in the pot, and she couldn't eat any more, so she took it out and threw it away.

It took about half an hour to wash the pots and dishes. I have to say that her freshness in cooking was consumed by more than half in just three hours.

After packing up everything, she slumped on the sofa exhausted, and sent a message to her younger sister to complain: Little sister, cooking is really tiring! I made too much tonight! I didn't finish eating and threw it away. JrNovels.com