Just as Pei Shanshan finished speaking, she smiled and retorted, "Dad, you're wrong. Sister-in-law's cooking is so delicious. Even if it's cold, it's still delicious."
Pei Baoshan immediately nodded and said, "Yes, yes, yes. Shanshan is right. It's delicious."
Pei Baoshan was looking at the father and daughter as they conversed.
He listened to their conversation and looked at their expressions. There was no trace of acting at all.
It was obvious that they were speaking from the bottom of their hearts.
These two people really treated Jiang Ran as family.
Jiang Zhi cast her eyes down and did not speak. She only picked up her chopsticks and slowly ate the food.
When they were in North City, Jiang Zhi had already eaten the snacks from the snack shop.
Jiang Zhi knew that those snacks had been made by Jiang Ran.
The snacks were delicious, but they had not been made by Jiang Ran.
Now the dishes on the table were also very delicious, even more so than those snacks.
Jiang Zhi tasted every dish. Although every dish was delicious, she could still tell that these dishes had not been made by one person.
Some of the dishes were so delicious that it was enjoyable.
Jiang Zhi's gaze and chopsticks frequently fell on the dishes. Of course, everyone at the table noticed.
No one else said anything, but Pei Jing, the child, said whatever was on his mind.
Pei Jing's face was full of pride as he said, "Great-grandfather, do you also think that Mom's cooking is especially delicious?"
When he heard Pei Jing's words, Jiang Zhi looked at Pei Jing and asked, "How do you know which dishes were made by your mother?"
Just now, Pei Jing had clearly been talking to him and had not gone to the kitchen.
When the dishes were brought over and placed here, no one had said which dishes were made by Jiang Ran.
Faced with Jiang Zhi's confusion, Pei Jing's chubby little face was full of pride as he said, "I'll know once I try it!"
His mother's cooking was different from others. He knew it the moment he tasted it.
Hearing Pei Jing's answer, Jiang Zhi thought about it carefully. It seemed that it wasn't just Pei Jing. Most of the others were eating Jiang Ran's dishes.
This meant that they all knew which dishes were made by Jiang Ran.
If one didn't have a special understanding of the dish, it would be impossible to know who made it just by tasting it.
Although Jiang Zhi also tasted the difference between those dishes, she was not sure that they were made by Jiang Ran.
He knew that this was because he didn't know Jiang Ran well enough.
Jiang Zhi's heart was filled with all kinds of thoughts, but there was no expression on her face.
Because they weren't familiar with Jiang Zhi, they didn't know what to say, so the atmosphere at the table was a little dull.
Fortunately, although the atmosphere was a little gloomy, it didn't affect everyone's meal.
By the time everyone put down their chopsticks, the food on the table had already been eaten clean.
Someone who always cooked would be able to control the amount of food.
Even if it wasn't perfect, it wasn't too far off.
They had all come from poor days, so no one would waste food.
Jiang Ran didn't like to eat leftovers, so she could only control the amount of food at each meal.