[Qing Chuan + Red Mansion] Zhao Min is Dai Yu

If you add this fairy dew to Lin Ruhai's tea every day, if the tea is cold, or if Lin Ruhai comes back too late one day, if you don't drink this tea, it will be wasted.

If it was added to the medicinal soup, Lin Ruhai was not Lin Zhiyuan after all, and it would be a bit exaggerated if Lin Daiyu went to watch the servants decocting medicine every day.

After much deliberation, Lin Daiyu put her mind on the meal.

If I personally made snacks or soup for my father in order to show my filial piety, Lin Ruhai would definitely accept it for the sake of my own kindness.

Then Lin Daiyu was acting coquettishly and asked Lin Ruhai to eat it in front of her, so there was nothing wrong with it.

After thinking about it, this method is the most appropriate, but there is one thing missing, Lin Daiyu doesn't know how to cook...

Although this matter can be done under the guise of manpower, Lin Daiyu doesn't want to do this. She doesn't want to be false about her father's filial piety.

Why don't you just cook? What's so difficult about it?Lin Daiyu thought so.

However, no matter how smart a person is, there are things that Lin Daiyu can do at will, such as military strategy, martial arts, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but what she never expected is that she is so smart. Planted on cooking.

Lin Daiyu told Mother Wang what happened and asked her to teach herself how to cook.

Knowing that Lin Daiyu has such a heart of filial piety, how could Wang Momo not accept it? Although as an official lady, she would lose her status when dealing with oil fume, but filial piety is the first thing in everything, and nothing is worth the word filial piety.

Lin Zhiyuan's courtyard has its own small kitchen, and Wang Momo took Lin Daiyu to fiddle with it all afternoon. At this time, Lin Zhiyuan was concentrating on learning martial arts, so it was rare that he didn't come to join in the fun.

Lin Daiyu picked up a bowl of "porridge", perhaps, something called porridge for now...

Wang Momo on the side frowned, "Miss." She shouted with some confusion, and then her eyes kept falling on the porridge.

She murmured in her heart, or comforted herself, that her young lady was born a noble person, and her ten fingers were not touched by the spring water. Cooking is not normal, yes, it is very normal.

Lin Daiyu pursed her lips and frowned slightly. She has always been strong, no matter in her previous life or in this life, there is nothing she can't do.

She looked down at the porridge in her hand and took a spoon, looking a little stubborn. Although the "porridge" was not good in appearance, it should taste pretty good.

"Little..." Before Mother Wang could stop her, Lin Daiyu had already put the porridge into her mouth.

Lin Daiyu's body froze for a moment, and her face changed color.

Wang Momo, who was standing aside, rubbed her hand anxiously, but she didn't know what to say. She knew her young lady's heart.

If at this time she opened her mouth and asked her lady to spit out the porridge, it would definitely hurt Lin Daiyu's self-esteem, but if she didn't spit it out, would it hurt her body?

After a pause for a while, Lin Daiyu swallowed the porridge, then calmly went to the kitchen cabinet, took a piece of pastry, but almost ate it in one bite.

In order not to hurt Lin Daiyu's self-esteem, Wang Momo also decided to give up her life to accompany the gentleman. She didn't want Lin Daiyu to drink her as soon as she picked up the porridge.

"Mommy, don't eat this." Lin Daiyu herself looked at the porridge with some distaste. If Lin Daiyu hadn't made this porridge herself, she would definitely think it was some kind of thing to punish people. It's too...

If it weren't for Lin Daiyu's mentality to be more determined, ordinary people would definitely spit it out after eating it, and maybe they would cry out. It's rare that Lin Daiyu can do this with these few ingredients.

"Miss is also tired today, isn't it?" Wang Momo looked outside the house, the sun had already started to set, then turned to look at Lin Daiyu again.

Even after spending an entire afternoon here, Mother Wang looked at the bowl of "porridge", although she couldn't eat it, she made it anyway.

"Come and try, I don't believe it today, I can't make a decent bowl of porridge." Lin Daiyu's stubborn temper also came up, and she came to the stove again.

"Oh, my lady, don't..." Before Wang Momo could finish her sentence, Lin Daiyu poured the soy sauce in, and the corners of Wang Momo's mouth twitched. , she felt that her lady was not her lady...

After going back and forth for four or five days, Lin Daiyu finally made a bowl of something that could be eaten, or something that could be swallowed.Seeing Lin Ruhai's body getting weaker day by day, Lin Daiyu didn't have time to hone her cooking skills slowly.

"Yu'er, what is this?" Lin Ruhai looked at the yellowish bowl of "porridge" in front of him, and then at Lin Daiyu.

Lin Daiyu lowered her head in embarrassment, "Daughter made it herself, Dr. Chen said, father has a stomach upset today, it's always good to eat some liquid food, so..." Lin Daiyu said, twisting the handkerchief, looking shy Extremely.

Lin Ruhai took it, his hands trembling slightly, he only felt his heart warm, and without thinking about it, he drank the porridge in one gulp.

"Father." Lin Daiyu's eyes widened. She didn't expect that Lin Ruhai would drink all the porridge in one go. Lin Daiyu has made a lot of things by herself. The porridge she made today can really be swallowed, even if she herself , I can only hold back and eat the next half bowl.

"This porridge is the best porridge I can drink for my father. Yu'er has worked hard." Lin Ruhai looked at Lin Daiyu lovingly. The things made by her daughter herself, no matter how unpalatable the taste, are in the heart of a father. The most delicious delicacies.

Lin Daiyu smiled, "Father likes to eat as long as he likes it, from now on Yu'er will make it for him every day!" Lin Daiyu blinked her smart eyes, and spoke softly, but with excitement.

"Okay." Lin Ruhai answered without a word, and looked at Lin Daiyu lovingly in front of her.

Lin Daiyu nodded happily, "Father, my daughter is going back first." She saluted Lin Ruhai with a smile on her face.

Seeing his daughter's happy appearance, Lin Ruhai was also in a good mood, and unconsciously felt that he was much lighter.

However, Lin Ruhai thought that Lin Daiyu was just on the spur of the moment, but he didn't expect that his daughter would keep her word. Since she agreed that day, Lin Daiyu came to Lin Ruhai on time every day, bringing all kinds of porridge she made.

If for the first few times Lin Ruhai was still touched by Lin Daiyu's filial piety, but after a month, no matter how much he was moved, he couldn't hold back his stomachache.

But seeing Lin Daiyu's serious look, Lin Ruhai couldn't bear to make Daiyu sad, so he could only bite the bullet and eat the porridge one bite at a time.

But it's strange to say that although the stomach suffers every day, Lin Ruhai's body is getting stronger and stronger day by day.

Seeing her father recovering day by day, Lin Daiyu's hanging heart finally fell, and the number of times she went to deliver meals to Lin Ruhai became less.

Lin Ruhai let out a long sigh, his daughter's enthusiasm finally dissipated, he rubbed his stomach, he couldn't bear it any longer.

The author has something to say: Do you feel that Daiyu who can't cook is cute!