Doting addiction: sweet wife can not be bullied

Chapter 80 Learning to Cook

An An, who was very sour at home, didn't want to move out of the house, not to mention that she had just moved home. Yun Mo thought about it and reluctantly agreed. What else could he say when his mother-in-law told him, but he felt a little regretful.

An An can walk now, and she is in a very good mood. She squats at home and watches TV with Mother An.The evil family ethics drama of country H.

An An watched with great interest, while complaining in her heart, until she saw the heroine in the film cook a sumptuous dinner for the sick male protagonist, and the entertaining smile of the male protagonist deeply stimulated her .Because she brought the male protagonist above into Yunmo, her heart itch! !
"Mom, can you teach me how to cook?" An Anba was on Mother An.

An's mother has watched most of the heart and body abuse, and finally saw the warm scene. She was so moved that she was almost crying, but was interrupted by An'an.

"Learn how to cook properly?" Mother An glanced at her. Her daughter always said that the wind is the rain.

An An was not happy anymore, she shook her mother's clothes back and forth, pouted and said, "Mom, teach me."

"It's not that I don't want to teach you, but that you don't have that talent. Don't burn down your mother's kitchen." Mama An knows this habitual troublemaker very well.

"No, I swear." An An raised three fingers.Mother an took one last look at her and nodded.

At noon, "Mom, what are you cooking for tonight?" An An squatted by the refrigerator door and flipped through it.

An An put on her apron, stepped forward to take out the chicken wings on the frozen layer: "I'll make chicken wings for you today."

An An immediately looked at her mother with shining eyes. She has never cooked since she was a child, and she seldom enters the kitchen. Every time she wants to enter, her mother will drive her away. The reason is, how can our little princess do such rough work? Woolen cloth.Now that I think about it, my mother actually didn't want her to work too hard.

An An dragged her disabled leg and moved into the kitchen, keeping her eyes on Mother An.

"Don't you want to learn how to cook? If you want to learn how to cook, you must first learn how to wash vegetables." Mama An turned her head and shouted.

An An nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Okay, okay." Then she rolled up her sleeves and got ready to put it on.

"Is your leg okay?" Mother An was worried.

"The doctor said I need to exercise more." Even though An An doesn't know how to cook, she has seen what it's like to wash vegetables, so the process of washing vegetables is still very smooth.

After An An washed the dishes, she saw that Mother An had prepared ginger and garlic, then took out the defrosted chicken wings, and cut them in half with a click.An'an took a step back and reached out to touch her neck.

Then An An watched her mother until she cut the last chicken wing. As soon as An An picked it up, An An stopped her and said, "I'll do it."

"No, you will cut your hands. You will learn this later." Mother An didn't want her legs to be cut off again, and she had to take care of them.

An An would not compromise easily, thinking that apart from being frightened at first, she felt that the way she cut bones with a knife was so domineering.

Mother An couldn't resist her, so she stood aside and looked at her nervously.

An An raised the knife, looked at the chicken wings on the chopping board with a heroic face, closed her eyes, struck, and chopped. People who didn't know the set of actions thought she was killing people.

An An opened her eyes and took a look: "Well, I didn't cut it!!" Although the knife was cut in the wrong place in the end, Mother An was scared into a cold sweat by her.

Stepped forward and snatched the knife from An An's hand: "I'll do it, I'll be scared to death by you sooner or later."

An'an was defeated in the first battle, with a frustrated face.

Mother An cut up the chicken wings, and when she saw Anna's appearance, she smiled sympathetically: "Okay, you will cook all the dishes for a while."

An An was a little happier: "En En." Then she stood aside and watched An's mother take out the ginger and garlic and quickly processed it, and then cut it out.Looking at her mother with adoring eyes, as if seeing a martial arts master on TV.

After finishing everything, Mother An untied the apron, put it in An An's hands, and said, "Come on, tie this up." Warrior in general.

"Okay, first wash the chicken wings with warm water." Mother An began to guide An An step by step.

An'an poured the chicken wings into the sink and poured boiling water on it. "It's not boiling water, it's lukewarm water." Mother Ann corrected: "Pick it up quickly."

"Aww~" An An yelled, trying to save the chicken wings, but was scalded.

An's mother looked in fear, would she really not burn the kitchen down?An's mother looked at the kitchen that had been tidied up by herself, and was a little worried! !
"I asked you to put a small amount of salt, not to sprinkle a handful of salt."

"Ow~"

"Let you put some MSG, it's white sugar."

"Ow~"

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After a meal, An's mother was heartbroken, as if she had aged ten years in an instant.

Although the whole process was horrible, An An still prepared a table full of dishes in the end.

"Why does this green vegetable look so black? What kind?" Brother An didn't have to go to work in the afternoon, so he went home for dinner.Father An leaned over to smell it, and frowned: "This is burnt."

Just as Brother An was wondering how Mother An, who had never missed a meal, would burn the vegetables. An An came out with another dish in her hand. This time it was meat dishes, stir-fried kidneys? ?Father An stepped forward to take the food from An An's hand, frowning even tighter, pushed Brother An, and said, "Go serve the food, An An come and sit down."

An An nodded. She said excitedly today that although the dish was a little (?) burnt, this was her first time.Brother An went into the kitchen to serve the dishes, and Mother An was secretly holding the chopsticks in the kitchen to pick out the dishes that were about to burn into charcoal one by one and throw them away.

The appearance of Brother An startled her, and suddenly a figure appeared from behind, and Mother An was so frightened that she almost dropped her chopsticks on the ground.

"Mom, what are you doing?" Brother An asked curiously.

Mother An covered her heart with her hands, and looked behind Brother An. Seeing that An An didn't come in, she breathed a sigh of relief and punched Brother An: "An Ziyang, do you want to scare your mother to death?"

"What the hell?" Something seemed to flash through Brother An's mind, and he was taken aback by his own thoughts.

"I thought your sister came in." Mother An looked behind Brother An again, but she didn't see An An, so she took Brother An's hand and said softly: "I tell you An Ziyang, you are not allowed to eat during dinner later." Say the food is not tasty, you know?"

"Mom, don't you mean this meal?" Brother An swallowed, sincerely hoping it wasn't what he thought.

Mother An interrupted Brother An's fantasy cruelly, and nodded: "This is what your sister cooked for herself."

Until all the dishes were served on the table, An An's father already knew that it would definitely not be made by his wife. Seeing An An's excited face, he knew who made it.

An An stared at Papa An as he put the food into his mouth, and then looked at Papa An anxiously.

Fortunately, Papa An suffered from facial paralysis, so he remained expressionless after eating.

An's mother and An's brother took a piece of meat and stuffed it into their mouths, and swallowed it without even daring to chew.

(End of this chapter)