When I came home at night, I found that all the dishes on the table were braised pork and braised ribs. I knew my mother was in a good mood.

If I cook dried pickles, steamed bread and spinach soup in the evening, my mother's mood will be very unattractive, and she will be picky about food at this time, and there will be no food the next day.

The way to survive is to praise my mother's spinach soup, wash dishes actively after meals, and my father has been filling her mother with ecstasy soup, so that the horrible Resident Evil has passed.