As soon as Pei Baoshan finished speaking, Pei Shanshan smiled and retorted, "Dad, you're not right. Sister-in-law's cooking is so delicious, even if it's cold, it's still delicious."

Pei Baoshan nodded immediately after hearing the words, "Yes, yes, Shanshan is right, delicious."

When the father and daughter were talking, Pei Baoshan was watching them.

Listening to the conversation between the two people, and looking at the expressions of the two people, there is no trace of this performance at all.

Obviously, the two people said these words, all from their own hearts.

This person is really treating Jiang Ran as a relative.

Jiang Zhi lowered his eyes, didn't speak, just picked up his chopsticks and slowly started eating.

When he was in Beishi, Jiang Zhi had already eaten dim sum from the snack shop.

Jiang Zhi knew that those desserts were all made by Jiang Ran.

The dim sum is delicious, but it is not made by ginger dye.

Now these meals on the table are also delicious, even better than those dim sum.

Jiang Zhi tasted every dish. Although every dish was delicious, he still ate it. Obviously, these dishes were not made by one person.

There are several tastes of dishes, delicious to enjoy.

Jiang Zhi's eyes and chopsticks frequently landed on those dishes, and of course everyone sitting there noticed it.

No one else said anything, but Pei Jing, a child, said something.

Pei Jing looked proud, "Grandpa, do you also think that what your mother makes is especially delicious?"

Hearing Pei Jing's words, Jiang Zhi looked at Pei Jing, "How do you know which dishes your mother made?"

Just now, Pei Jing had clearly been talking to him and didn't go to the kitchen.

These meals are brought here, and no one has said which ones are made by Jiang Ran.

Facing Jiang Zhi's doubts, Pei Jing's fleshy little face was full of pride, "I'll know after a taste!"

Mom's cooking is different from everyone else's, and he knows it as soon as he tastes it.

Hearing Pei Jing's answer, Jiang Zhi thought about it carefully. It seemed that not only Pei Jing, but others were also eating dishes made by Jiang Ran.

This shows that they all know which dishes are made by Jiang dye.

If you don't have a special understanding, it's impossible to know who made the dish just by tasting it.

Although Jiang Zhi also tasted the difference between those dishes, he was not sure that it was made by Jiang Ran.

He knew that it was because he didn't know Jiang Ran well enough.

Jiang Zhi's thoughts were surging in his heart, but there was no expression on his face.

Because I didn't know Jiang Zhi well and didn't know what to say, the atmosphere at the dinner table seemed a bit dull.

Fortunately, although the atmosphere was a little dull, it did not delay everyone's meal.

When everyone put down their chopsticks, the food on the table has been eaten clean.

People who always cook can control the amount of food.

Even if it's not completely accurate, it's not too far off.

They all come from poor days, and no one wastes food.

Jiang Ran doesn't like to eat leftovers, so he can only control the amount of each meal.

Fortunately, the effect is still good.

The men of the Pei family don't do nothing.

Jiang Ran, Wang Cuilan and Pei Shanshan had already cooked, and now that they finished eating, Pei Baoshan, Pei Huai and Pei Yang spontaneously stood up to clean up the dishes, wiped the table, and cleaned the kitchen.

On the other hand, Jiang Ran, Wang Cuilan and Pei Shanshan were sitting on the sofa talking and resting.

Jiang Zhi just sat and watched, and could see that this was the normal state of the family, and it was not for him.

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