The opening sign to a mother-in-law of the richest man

"Mommy ......"

Su Xinyan and Su Yunzhi, as if they had heard the bad news, turned their pitiful gazes toward Zhang Lin Die.

Zhang Lin Die parted her face and pretended to look around at the scenery.

Su Xinyao was the only one who felt that Chen Feng's suggestion was very good, and she raised her hands in favor of it, "Little brother Feng, I want to follow you to learn how to cook!"

"No problem." Chen Feng smiled and rubbed Su Xinyao's head.

The little nurse raised her head, blinked a pair of eyes as devastating as jewels and asked expectantly, "If I follow you to learn cooking, can you teach me by hand?"

"As long as you want, there's nothing you can't do." Chen Feng assured with a smile.

"Oh yeah!" Little Nurse almost jumped up and down in excitement, joy written all over her little face.

Su Xinyan and Su Yunzhi glanced at each other, both of them had a few moments of helplessness and contempt in their gazes.

"Sooner or later, seventh sister will become the same as mommy."

"No need to be sooner or later, I think she already is."

"But I think seventh sister no matter how much she learns, her cooking skills are nothing more than that, the family will be miserable in the future."

"We are the poor little white mice."

Saying that, the two looked at each other again, their eyes filled with deep sympathy for each other.

Zhang Lin Die looked at Su Xin Yao with relief and said with a smile, "Still Yao Yao is the best behaved, follow Xiao Feng and learn well in the future, try to make delicious meals like mommy one day!"

"Pfft..."

The first words sounded normal, but when she heard the last sentence, Su Xinyan couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of milk.

She took out a tissue and wiped her mouth, looking at the table full of unappetizing breakfast, and twitched the corners of her mouth: "Mommy, are you sure what you made was a delicious meal?"

Zhang Lin Die asked rhetorically, "Isn't it?"

"Then you should try it yourself first." Su Yunzhi suggested "sincerely".

"Just try it!"

Zhang Lin Die picked up the bowl, served herself a big bowl of noodles, and put a big chopstick into her mouth with joy.

As she chewed, the smile on her face gradually froze.

Her whole face was like a palette, turning red, green, and now black.

"Why is it so hard to eat!" Zhang Lin Die silently shouted in her heart.

She looked at the three sisters of the Su family looking at her in unison and pretended to calmly swallowed all the noodles into her stomach.

It was really too hard to eat!

She said that she had never eaten such unpalatable noodles in her life.

Zhang Lin Die looked at Chen Feng awkwardly, but found that Chen Feng leisurely finished another bowl of noodles and drank all the soup.

"The noodles don't taste good, but this soup is the essence, the taste shouldn't be any worse."

Thinking this way, Zhang Lin Die used a spoon to scoop a large mouthful of noodle soup.

"Pfft!"

The strange taste, which could not be described in words, made her vomit it all out.

How could there be such an awful noodle soup!

Zhang Lin Die looked incredulously at the table full of the breakfast she had worked so hard to produce, and picked up the bun again and took a bite.

"Vomit..."

This time, she directly covered her chest and vomited dryly.

When the three sisters of the Su family saw this scene, tears came out of their eyes.

"Mommy, you made your own breakfast, the reviews should be pretty good, right?"

"Delicious to the point of vomiting, this is the highest realm of Mommy's cooking!"

"Mommy, may I ask after this experience, will you still cook in the future?"

"Don't waste food again, the farmers are also very hard to grow it!"

Zhang Lin Die listened to her daughters' comments and sat down in her chair like a wilted eggplant.

She felt that she had no face now.

She was the richest person in Rongcheng, with assets of over 100 billion, but she couldn't cook!

"Mom, I think it tastes good." Chen Feng calmly finished eating a cilantro meat bun covered in tomato sauce and said with a smile, "Hard work."

"Little Feng." Zhang Lin Die handed over a bottle of milk, "I've tasted it myself, I know how hard it is, you don't have to embarrass yourself, better drink some milk."

The three sisters of the Su family couldn't help but snicker.

"Mommy, at least I can cook noodles, and they taste good, not as dark as you."

"I think among our group, the person who needs to follow Little Brother Feng to learn how to cook the most is you!"

"Mommy, no one is perfect, you don't have to be too demanding."

Zhang Lin Die showed an aggrieved expression, "I just saw that Yue Yue was pregnant and wanted to cook a meal for her, who knew that the taste would be so bad ......"

"Mom." Chen Feng said heartily, "You are already very good, your contribution, we all see in the eyes, I believe that if Yueyue knows that this table breakfast is you specially get up early to make for her, she will be moved to cry out!"

The words just fell, Su Xinyue's voice rang out.

"Mom."

She hazily walked with drowsy eyes by the oh ah table: "So much breakfast, are they all takeaway orders?"

"Fifth sister, this is all made for you by mommy who woke up early." Su Yunzhi whispered.

"That's noodles cooked in Pancake water, the bun filling is piled with cilantro, and that doughnut, it's thicker and longer than your arm, and it's completely like black charcoal ......"

Su Xingyue originally just felt that this table of breakfast was not good from the selling point of view, now once introduced by Su Yunzhi, she immediately felt a feeling of revulsion tumbling up.

"Vomit!"

The next second, she rushed straight into the toilet to throw up.

The three sisters of the Su family couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Fifth sister's stamina is too bad, she hasn't even tasted it yet, and she's already throwing up."

"Eating mommy's cooking can help you lose weight, isn't that great?"

"Not to mention weight loss, I think it can kill you!"

Zhang Lin Die's face was getting ugly.

She looked at Chen Feng and asked aggressively, "Little Feng, the breakfast I made, did it really make people want to vomit that much?"

"Mom, no." Chen Feng picked up the empty bowl and said with a smile, "I've already eaten two bowls of noodles!"

Zhang Lin Die's tightly furrowed brow still didn't stretch: "But why did Yue Yue run to the bathroom to throw up after just one look?"

Chen Feng replied with a smile, "Mom, isn't Yueyue pregnant, vomiting is a normal thing in the first three months of pregnancy."

Being explained by Chen Feng like this, Zhang Lin Die suddenly felt her depressed mood was much more relieved.

"Hey, I think when I was pregnant with seven of you, the symptoms of pregnancy vomiting were also particularly obvious, and it was indeed only after four months that such symptoms gradually disappeared."

Zhang Lin Die looked at the three sisters of the Su family: "I worked hard to bring you up, are you not even willing to eat a meal I cooked!"

The three sisters of the Su family instantly wanted to cry.

"Mommy, we love you too, but you can't force us to eat your cooking just because we love you!"

"Mommy, this is called moral kidnapping, you can't do that!"