Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

KIME finally came out, and brought a big pot of things that didn't know the batter and didn't know what it was.

Su Cheng stared at it for a long time, her voice was a little delicate, "What's this?"

KIME hasn't answered yet, but Mrs. He said for him, "This is the noodle that our hometown must eat every day, Miss Su is probably not used to it?"

Su Cheng also knew clearly in her heart that Mrs. He was rejecting her to be the wife of the He family in disguise.

If she could get rid of that simple, she wouldn't be called Su Cheng.

Su Cheng said sweetly: "It looks so delicious."

As he said, he ran over and took three bowls, ready to install them.

But Mrs. He said, "This is not what you eat."

Su Cheng was taken aback and raised her eyes, "How do you eat then? Grab and eat with your hands?"

Mrs. He's voice is still a little bit uncomfortable, even when she smiles, she is also a little stereotyped, and said flatly: "Take a spoon to dig and eat, you don't need a separate bowl."

"The family eats, there is no need to separate." She spoke lightly, taking it for granted.

It wasn't that she was embarrassing Su Cheng, but that it was in Mrs. He's hometown, which has been the case for generations. It has long been entrenched. If Su Cheng refused, it would appear out of place.

She said that, Su Cheng was naturally uncomfortable.

Holding KIME's sleeve with her little hand, she whispered, "How dirty is that?"

"What are you talking about?" Mrs. He spoke with the majesty of the instructor, her eyes on Su Cheng's face were also severe.

Su Cheng was taken aback, and immediately shook her hand, "No, nothing..."

"Then eat!" Mrs. He did not embarrass her, took the spoon and started to eat noodles.

KIME pulled Su Cheng together.

Su Cheng watched him eat noodles naturally, she also wanted to learn from him, but watching the squishy lump, everyone digs a spoon, and there is no common use, it is so dirty.

In the end, Su Cheng couldn't hold it back, she used a spoon to dig out a place that no one had touched, made a small bowl for herself, and ate in small bites.

It's really unpalatable... There is no taste at all, a taste that can't be said in the mouth.

She wanted to throw up, but she didn't dare.

Feeling wronged, her pasta turned into batter, and there was another woman like Yasha sitting in front of her. She was fierce and she didn't look like a woman at all.

Su Cheng pursed her little mouth and looked at Mrs. He secretly, her little hand squeezed KIME's sleeve secretly...Could you not eat it?

KIME naturally knew that she didn't like eating, so she put down the spoon in her hand and said, "I'll make you pasta."

Su Cheng gave a cry, and after finishing speaking, she took a peek at Mrs. He in a particularly calm manner.

Mrs. He did not speak.

When KIME went to the kitchen, Su Cheng stood up, her face a little red: "I'll help."

KIME originally wanted her to accompany her mother to make some good impressions, but she couldn't bear to look at her, and patted her: "What can you do for me? I'm making trouble."

Mrs. He smiled faintly, "It is good for her to learn a little."

So Su Cheng happily jumped into the kitchen with him, and as soon as he left, his whole body was relaxed.

She held his arm, "Your mother doesn't like me."

KIME smiled, "I just like you."

He paused and turned his head and smiled slightly: "Be patient, we won't live with her in the future, at most we will live in a community."

In fact, his mother is a nostalgic and would not leave her hometown easily, so he doesn't think the problem of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is too serious.