“This one is for Aunt Qin, and this one is for Uncle Cheng.” Su Yayan distributed the soup to everyone in the same way.
Everyone else was used to it, and they eyed the soup in front of them eagerly.
It was the first time Cheng Junhao saw this kind of situation in person. He looked at the bowl in front of him suspiciously and then at his wife’s bowl.
“Why is the soup different?”
“This is a tonic soup containing herbal medicine. Men and women require different nourishment, so naturally, the soup would be different.”
Cheng Junhao really did not know much about this aspect, and he voiced his doubts. “Does it have to be so specific?”
“Of course it is. Would I lie to Uncle Cheng?”
Cheng Junhao nodded, saying nothing more.
On the contrary, Grandpa Cheng stole a glance at the soup of the two people, thinking that his granddaughter had been helping Qin Xueru nourish her body during this period, and more or less guessed the effect of these soups. He bowed his head slightly and concealed the smile on his face.
Cheng Xiuqin and the others could actually guess a little bit as well, and they smiled as they eased the atmosphere. “Does it matter if it is the same? Whether it tastes good or not, now that’s the key! Speaking of which, usually Yanyan also cooks, but thanks to you today, we have such as splendid spread for dinner. Let’s eat first and talk about other things later. There’s such a large variety of dishes, and it will not taste good after a while.”
When everyone heard what Cheng Xiuqin said, they stopped paying attention to the two bowls of soup in front of Cheng Junhao and his wife and concentrated on eating.
Cheng Junhao had not eaten much on the way and was really quite hungry at this moment.
The dish right in front of him was his favorite fish, and he took a bite without thinking about it.
In the next second, an indescribable stimulus rushed from his tongue to his head, making his entire face flush.
“This, this, this…”
When Qin Xueru saw him like this, she quickly poured a glass of cold water for him.
Cheng Junhao finally calmed down after drinking half a glass of cold water and asked with his tongue sticking out, “This fish… Why is this fish so spicy?”
Qin Xueru had been married to him for so many years, and it was the first time she saw him so embarrassed. She could not help but smile. “There is chili in it.”
“Chili?”
“Yes, they are the red ones, and they are much spicier than ginger.” Su Yayan pointed to the red chilis on the plate. “My brother and dad love spicy food, so I made more spicy dishes. If Uncle Cheng isn’t used to this taste, there is also a plate of sweet and sour fish, which tastes lighter.”
Cheng Junhao did not dwell deeply on what she said. He first tried the sweet and sour fish, and as she said, the taste was a bit lighter.
Although it was delicious, he did not like to eat sweet things very much. He hesitated for a while and stretched his chopsticks towards the spicy steamed crucian carp.
This time he was mentally prepared for it, but at the same time, he felt that the fish tasted fresher than any others he had eaten before.
The first bite was a bit stimulating, and he began to adapt at the second bite. On the third bite, he thought it was perfectly flavored. When he got to the fourth bite, he could not stop himself.
Su Yayan held her bowl and looked up to see her Uncle Cheng frequently reach out his chopsticks to the spicy dishes on the table. His face was flushed but he still could not bear to put down his chopsticks.
Yes, he was another spicy loving man who was enraptured by chili.
Fortunately, she would make some tea every day to lower their body heat. Otherwise, she was afraid that every one of them would have suffered from constipation and other side effects.
After the meal, almost everyone present left the table with their stomachs bulging out.
