Get A Taste Of Your Delicious Love

Hearing that, Simon's eyes lit up. He nodded and said, "That's great. Ah, I haven't had relaxation for a long time... "

Jacob curled his lips.

How could he need relaxation!

After leaving the chattering guy at the intersection, Jacob drove straight home.

The atmosphere at home was still depressing.

Nancy and Richard hadn't come back for dinner yet.

Then there were only Donna and York left. Donna kept nagging, and York didn't respond.

Of course, she couldn't stand such a life.

The problem was, she pulled him back. Did she expect him to respond to her nagging?

However, as soon as he sat down, he knew that things seemed to be a little different from what he had imagined.

York declared directly, "Go on a blind date tonight. She is a young female instructor in our school. "

Without raising his eyebrows, Jacob asked, "Can I not go?"

York didn't say much, "No. You have to go ahead if you're still my son. "

Lowering his head, Jacob was eating.

Finally, Donna found her own room to play, "My dear son. Just take a look. You won't have a loss. You are the biggest children at home. If you don't solve your own marriage problem, your younger brothers and sister will also delay it. " She wiped her eyes and said, "I'm more than 50 years old now. I don't even see my daughter-in-law's ovum, let alone having a grandson like others..."

Finally, Jacob raised his head.

He said lightly, "Mom, even if you have a daughter-in -law, you won't be able to see her ovum."

'Do you think you are a microscope?'

With tearful eyes, Donna looked at him and said, "But at least, before I have a grandson, I have to have a daughter-in-law first. You h

and said, "Of course now. I'm starving to death. "

She sat down honestly and impolitely. "I'm an acquaintance here. I don't have good table manners. Please don't mind."

Jacob nodded gently.

He didn't plan to mind her table manners at all.

What did it have to do with him?

The white wine was poured into the transparent goblet.

The delicate plates were spotless and neatly placed.

A cold dish was already on the table.

The delicious taste of the jellyfish cold dish was appetizing. The self-made fried shrimp balls were soft and delicious, accompanied by a particularly mellow orange sauce, sour, sweet and not greasy.

Adela couldn't help but eat one after another.

A waiter beside her filled her glass.

She asked, "Did your boss cook them herself?"

If it were Jerome, he wouldn't have done it so carefully.

"Of course." The waiter thought for a while and said, "When you two distinguished guests came here, our boss cooked for you every time."

The meaning of his words made the two of them frown at the same time.

Before Adela responded, there was a slight conversation outside the door, which had attracted her attention.

Cherry whispered outside, "Don't bring this dish out first. When the dish is served, open the lid and divided it into two portions. This dish was not included in the menu. There are so many guests, and the people coming and going are all acquaintances. If they see it later, I have to explain for a long time... "

The raw materials were not difficult to find, but the process was really troublesome. If it weren't for Adela, she wouldn't have made this famous Chinese dish-"Buddha jumping over the wall" for her.