Han Mengya's words fell, and Yunqing sighed deeply.
"Mom, I think... you'd better let it go! Cooking requires talent!"
Han Mengya retorted angrily, "You have talent? You used to not know how to cook anything, and now haven't you learned to cook? So, it's all about effort! Nothing is too difficult for someone who's determined! With enough effort, the iron pestle can be ground into a needle!"
An Xiaoyu was drinking water, and upon hearing this, she was suddenly choked!
"Cough cough..."
Han Mengya turned her head, seeing Shen Yufeng gently patting An Xiaoyu's back.
"Drink slowly, look at you, you've choked!"
An Xiaoyu was truly embarrassed!
That last line from her mother-in-law... cough cough, it really made her lose it!
