Chapter 423: Mom, Weiwei doesn't like eating ginger

Is it a coincidence?
But why, the taste is the same, even the color and the method are the same.
She took another bite, chewed slowly, and savored the taste. It smelled of ginger, but no slices could be seen.
In my mind, memories of childhood resurfaced again.
"Mom, Weiwei doesn't like ginger..." At the dinner table, Xiao Weiwei pouted, dislike very much.
Tang Xinyu smiled, "But can remove the fishy smell of preserved eggs."
"But Weiwei doesn't like it."
After that time, when Tang Xinyi made preserved egg and meat porridge, he would slice the first, filter it from the boiling water, then remove the slices, and then put preserved eggs and lean meat.
This is the unique taste of her mother.
But who made this porridge? Why is it so similar to what her mother did back then...
"what happened?"
Seeing her face suddenly sullen, Qin Sijue on the side couldn't help frowning and staring at her.
Gu Qiangwei glanced at him, "It's okay."
After speaking, he took another sip of porridge.
When she glanced at the chicken soup, she couldn't help taking a bite.
The strong fragrance still has the taste of her mother back then.
Qin Sijue stared at her like this and felt something was wrong with her.
But she didn't want to say, and he didn't want to force her.
"Wow, it smells so good..."
Huo Yishan, who came back, smelled the strong fragrance as soon as he walked in, and couldn't help but feel a little greedy.
I glanced at it and saw Gu Qiangwei on the sofa eating, and the little greedy cat couldn't help but walk over.
"Yishan."
Gu Qiangwei raised her eyes and looked at Huo Yishan who came by.
The little greedy cat didn't look at her. As a foodie, she had already fixed her eyes on the bowl of chicken soup!
"I have a taste too!"
After speaking, he directly took a sip from the bowl.
Gu Qiangwei glanced at her relish, and couldn't help but ask, "Yishan."
"Huh?" After taking a sip, Huo Yishan seemed satisfied, put down the chicken soup, and looked at Gu Qiangwei very satisfied.
After all, this chicken soup is for Qiangwei, so she is naturally embarrassed to drink it all by herself, just a sip will satisfy her hunger!
"Your family has changed chefs?"
I looked at Huo Yishan, because the chicken soup tasted different from the one she sent last time.
Hearing this, Huo Yishan was still stunned, "Chef? No change."
Gu Qiangwei was equally stunned, and looked down at the porridge again, "Then... is this porridge made by my aunt?"
Huo Yishan was dumbfounded by her, blinked twice, staring at her, "No."
Gu Qiangwei was also stunned, "Who did it?"
The two looked at each other, and they seemed to be confused by each other!
"No, who made this soup, why do you ask me? I didn't bring it!"
After that, Huo Yishan looked at Gu Qiangwei a little funny.
Gu Qiangwei was completely bewildered by her words.
Didn't Yishan bring this chicken soup and porridge?
"Didn't you bring it?"
Seeing her astonished, Huo Yishan was also stunned, "No, isn't this chicken soup Qin Sijue brought you?"
On the side, Qin Sijue also heard the clues, raised his eyebrows slightly, and glanced at the chicken soup, but said nothing.
Gu Qiangwei was also stunned, staring at Huo Yishan blankly.
The chicken soup and porridge were not brought by Qin Sijue, nor Yishan, who would it be?
Gu Qiangwei twisted her eyebrows, puzzled.
She looked at the porridge with mixed feelings in her heart, and couldn't tell what it was like.
...
The next day.
Early in the morning, Nangong Xi saw Tang Yuyan cooking soup again.