Ling's father only felt that this day was very unhappy. Jiang Zizhuo's performance was beyond his expectations, making him unable to find any trouble. The more he did this, the more annoyed he felt. Why didn't he get out of the piss out of his heart?

"I said to her dad, why are you churning over and over again? Can you sleep well?" Ling's mother worked hard for a day and was so tired that she was already sleepy. But every time she was about to fall asleep, Ling's father turned over and woke her up.

After repeated several times, even if Ling's mother has a good temper, she will have to get angry. Moreover, Ling's mother's temper is not very good at all.

"Isn't it that Jiang Zizhuo you like?" Ling's father sighed, feeling that no one in the world could understand him.

"You are just asking for trouble for yourself. Zizhuo's child is gentle and polite. It is rare to have a heart for your daughter. If you don't even look at Xiao Lingzi, you will know that the child's character is definitely fine. Besides, he is ambitious and looks like he is not even able to find such a son-in-law with a lantern. Why are you talking about?"

Ling's mother's attitude towards Ling's father would have been unable to stand it anymore. If it weren't for the fact that the two of them had always had a good relationship and wanted to leave some face for him, otherwise, they would have been ridiculed by him when there were too many people before.

Ling Dad understood what Ling Mom said. He was just a little unwilling to accept it. He always felt that even though the three of them were very happy, Jiang Zizhuo was the one who had the extra one, and he still wanted to abduct his daughter away.

It is estimated that all the dads who have daughters in the whole world have the mentality of Dad Ling.

Seeing that it was impossible, Ling's mother was too lazy to pay attention to it, so she just slanted her eyes and said harshly: "Be honest, if you wake me up again, you will go to the living room to sleep."

In the living room? If the little boy knew that his father-in-law had been kicked out of the room, would he still have his old face?

Dad Ling was depressed and dared not speak out. He knew Ling's temper very well.

Even if he was in a bad mood, he would not dare to turn over again. He just lay flat on the bed, angrily picking the sheets. Then he counted the sheep one by one.

Jiang Zizhuo and Ling Xiaoxiao went back to their rooms and lay on the bed. Thinking of this day, Ling Xiaoxiao had a satisfied smile on her lips. She gave Jiang Zizhuo a good night text message and fell asleep deeply.

Early the next morning, Ling Xiaoxiao and Jiang Zizhuo got up early because of their biological clock. Jiang Zizhuo was willing to show it, and Ling Xiaoxiao was thinking that he could cook, so the two of them washed up and went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Ling Xiaoxiao looked up from the side and found that the little boy was not talking big. Judging from his degree and posture of cutting vegetables, he knew that he was cooked and the eggs were even more beautiful. Ling Xiaoxiao was looking for a plate on the side, and he fryed one and put one.

Jiang Zizhuo's breakfast was very simple. He spread a few thin pancakes, cut thin scallions and cucumber shreds, and made a refreshing cold dish with the vegetables left on the day before. He also added some rice left on the night before, including some millet, red beans and tremium to make a sweet porridge.

When they heard the movements of Ling’s parents getting up, they just turned off the range hood and finished all of them.

"You really know how to make breakfast?" Ling Xiaoxiao looked at the thin glutinous cakes he had set up. She had only eaten this kind of glutinous cake in a district next to Bincheng. It was the special craftsmanship of that place. She didn't expect that the little boy would actually make it, and it was not bad at all.

"My grandpa liked eating for a while, but every time he took the bus to buy it, it tasted bad, so I specially learned it there." Jiang Zizhuo put the last glutinous cake on the plate. He looked up at Ling Xiaoxiao and smiled warmly: "If you like it, I can make it for you often in the future."

Ling Xiaoxiao nodded happily and heard the door of Ling's mother's room ringing. She hurried out of the kitchen: "Mom, Zizhuo has prepared breakfast. You and my dad will wash and we can start eating."

Ling's mother was a little confused and nodded randomly. When she came out of the bathroom, she realized what her daughter had just said: "Zizhuo has prepared breakfast?"

"Yes. My dad, eat it while it's hot. He spread the glutinous cakes, which looks very delicious." Ling Xiaoxiao held the bowl and placed it on the dining table.

Dad Ling thought about it for a night before thinking about how to cause trouble today. As a result, as soon as he went out, he heard that someone got up early in the morning to cook for them. Dad Ling staggered and became depressed again.

He looked up at the dining table, his nose moved again, it looked very good and seemed to taste very good.

He sighed. Although he was a little unwilling to give up, his pace towards the bathroom significantly accelerated a lot.

In fact, this family is full of foodies!

Jiang Zizhuo's simple breakfast directly conquered the stomachs of Ling Ma and Ling Xiaoxiao. Ling Xiaoxiao never thought that he would be so edible one day.

"Zi Zhuo, how do you make this cold dish? Why does it feel better than the one made by the chef in our store?" Ling Ma rubbed her stomach, which was a little painful. If she hadn't known what seasonings she had, she would have thought that this was a secret recipe.

"Aunt, the method is very simple. If you are interested, I will write it out later. You can follow the steps next time." Jiang Zizhuo put down the bowls and chopsticks gracefully, looking at the empty plates on the dining table, feeling very satisfied.

"That's great. I know you are the most polite child. If you know what side dishes you can cook, please write me. The side dishes in our store are just a few times, and the customers are tired of eating them."

Lingma’s hot pot restaurant also provides various cold dishes. When it was first opened, it was fine, but the customers had just eaten fresh. But now, the store has been open for several years, and the sales of cold dishes are obviously not as good as before.

Ling's mother also thought about changing the recipe, but in the small county town, it was as difficult as Ling Xiaoxiao's entrance exam for Q-level. She and her aunt studied it for half a year but couldn't find a suitable solution.

At this moment, Ling's mother looked at Jiang Zizhuo with her eyes shining, and she felt that her hot pot restaurant was saved. She never thought about whether her daughter would be very happy in the future.

"Okay, aunt, don't worry, I will write down all the recipes I know." Although Jiang Zizhuo still felt a little awkward when he smiled, no one cares about it at all.

Dad Ling originally planned to make things difficult for the boy these two days, but when he was having dinner, he ate more than anyone else, and thought that the boy just said he should do his best at noon and evening. He rubbed his stomach, but he couldn't say anything extra, so he could only go out to play mahjong with friends.

Ling Xiaoxiao looked at Ling's father going out with a little aggrieved and satisfied, looked at the little boy and grinned: "Do you want to take you around the county town?"

"Zi Zhuo went to take a walk with him. The county has been doing well in recent years, and there are still many places to go there." Ling's mother looked at them, and became more and more satisfied as she drove. Naturally, the couple had to kiss and be warm and sweet.

(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!