Gu Nian fried the eggplant box, stir-fried the cabbage and shredded meat, stewed the radish in bone soup, added sugar to the cold cucumber, and made an egg-fried cucumber. Next was the fragrant rice.
The three strange souls of the Gu family had not touched rice in the past few days, so it was naturally fragrant.
As for Gu Xin, who had never eaten rice twice a year in her entire life, she felt that the rice was even more fragrant.
"Father, Mother, we don't have enough seasoning at home, so you guys can make do with this eggplant box. When I get all the seasoning, I'll prepare a good meal for you guys." Gu Nian really despised the rice she had made today.
"It's very delicious." Gu Shouxin picked up an eggplant box and ate it, then commented.
His eating movements were more refined. Except for Gu Xin, who felt that her father was eating differently now, the other two did not feel anything.
