Layla picked up the chopsticks and picked up a slice of her favorite lotus root.
After taking a bite, the spicy taste suddenly choked her trachea, and she couldn’t help coughing a few times.
She immediately put down her chopsticks and went to find a cup of water to drink.
“Why is it so choked? Could it be that there is too much hot pot bottom material?” Layla said to herself after drinking the water.
In fact, the taste was delicious, but it was too spicy, which exceeded the limit that Layla could accept.
The food at home has always been light. She occasionally ate some strong flavors when ordering takeout outside or having dinner with friends, but she could only eat mildly spicy food.
After drinking water for a while, she sat down in the dining chair again.
Before taking a second bite, she thought of a way.
She went to get a clean bowl, took a bowl of water, and put it on the table.
Then, after removing the vegetables from the hot pot, place them in the water to reduce the spiciness significantly.
After taking the second bite, she finally didn’t choke on the spicy food.
This time her phone rang, and it was a video call from her mother.
Layla immediately took over the video, and her mother’s face appeared on the screen.
“Baby, I saw the picture you posted. Are you eating hot pot tonight?” Avery asked.
“Yes, Mom! I’ll show you the hot pot I cooked.” Layla turned the camera to the rear and showed her mother the boiling hot pot. “I bought the hot pot base, and it tastes good!”
Layla didn’t tell Avery that the hot pot was too spicy, she was embarrassed to admit that she overturned the car the first time she cooked.
“It looks okay… The soup base is a bit red, quite spicy, right?” Avery asked while looking at the thriving soup base.
Layla sniffed, and said bravely: “It’s okay! It’s a little bit more spicy. It’s okay if I eat it with rice. Mom, have you eaten yet?”
Avery: “Just finished eating, there’s still a lot of food left! If you don’t go home for dinner, the house will feel deserted.”
When Layla heard Avery say this, her nose suddenly became a little sore.
“Mom, I’m only a 40-minute drive away from you. I want to go back when you say that. Don’t shake my determination to be independent!” Layla complained.
“Mom misses you. But if you feel happy being alone, then mom will adjust her mood quickly. Mom hopes you are happy.” Avery smiled.
Layla turned the camera to the front and asked, “Where’s Dad?”
“He’s next to me! I’ll make a video for you, and so he just followed.” Avery immediately pointed the camera at Elliot.
Elliot walked to Avery’s side. After seeing Layla, he held back his emotions for a while, and finally couldn’t help it anymore.
“Layla, if you want to eat hot pot, you can buy it outside. You cook it yourself!? What a lot of effort! And the photo of the hot pot you sent looks spicy. Can you eat spicy food? Be careful of diarrhea.” Elliot advised.
Layla was not bothered by Elliot’s nagging, on the contrary, she was even more homesick.
It was only the first day when she moved out, and her insistence on being independent was about to collapse.
“Dad, my hot pot looks spicy, but it’s not that spicy.” Layla smiled at the camera.
“Will you wash the pot yourself later? I don’t think you should wash it. I’ll let the servant wash it for you.” Elliot didn’t want his daughter to suffer a little bit.
“Dad, my hot pot is not big, and it’s easy to wash. You don’t need to call someone. Don’t worry about me, I’m fine. It’s the weekend in two days, and I’ll be home on Friday night.” Layla promised Elliot, “I’ll show you something when the time comes.”
Elliot saw that Layla seemed quite happy, so he could only follow her: “Okay, show me something when you come back.”
After finishing the video call, Layla put down her phone and continued to eat dinner.
She didn’t know why, after talking about a video call, the dishes in the pot weren’t so delicious.
She seemed to have overestimated her appetite and cooked too much.
Not only the rice was overcooked, but the vegetables were also overcooked.
After eating a bowl of rice, she began to eat vegetables exclusively.
It took a lot of effort from cleaning to cutting these dishes, and she was reluctant to throw them away.
She watched short videos on her mobile phone to relieve boredom while eating. An hour later, there was still a third of the food in the pot, and she couldn’t eat any more, so she took it out and threw it away.
It took about half an hour to wash the pots and dishes. She had to admit that in just three hours, her cooking’s freshness had decreased by more than half.
After packing up everything, she slumped on the sofa exhausted, and sent a message to Hazel to complain: [Little sister, cooking is really tiring! I made too much tonight! I didn’t finish eating and threw it away.]