"No."

"Is it because of this that something is wrong with you recently?"

"kindness."

Mother Ding was very sad.

Ding Nanxia likes to cook very much, and her dream is to become a top chef in the world.

To lose her sense of taste is to lose her dream.

How can a person without a sense of taste become a good cook...

"Does Junqi know about this?"

Ding Nanxia shook his head: "He doesn't know. I don't want to tell him, I don't want him to pity me. "

"But how long are you going to hide it?"

Ding Nanxia said with a slight smile: "I didn't intend to hide it all the time. If I don't recover, I will choose to confess. It's just that I won't choose to marry him..."

"Maybe he won't mind."

"I mind." Ding Nanxia's eyes darkened, "He deserves a better woman."

"..." Mother Ding was sad for a while, and said tentatively, "I thought that something wrong with you was due to other things."

Ding Nanxia didn't understand: "What is it?"

"I thought, you were..."

Ding Nanxia understood, she couldn't laugh or cry, "Mom, I'm fine, but they did plan to do that to me, but nothing happened in the end."

"That's good." Ding's mother was most worried about this.

She was fine, so she was relieved.

That night, their mother and daughter chatted for a long time, and they didn't fall asleep until midnight.

……

After seeing off his parents the next day, Ding Nanxia also cheered up.

Even if she lost her sense of taste, she didn't want to admit defeat.

She can still cook, and she is not a useless person.

Having learned cooking skills for many years, she can cook many dishes by feeling without having to taste them.

It's just... she can no longer research new dishes.

Ding Nanxia's health is much better now.

She decided to cook and try it out.

When doing it, she found a servant to help her.

Although she can cook delicious dishes based on her feelings, she is not too sure.

She lost her ability to judge, and naturally her confidence took a hit.

After Ding Nanxia finished cooking a dish, she picked some up with chopsticks and put it into a small bowl, and handed it to the servant: "Try it and see how it tastes?"

"Second young mistress can taste it by herself," the servant suggested.

"My body hasn't recovered yet, so I can only eat light food."

"Oh."

The servant took a sip, and Ding Nanxia was a little nervous, "How?"

"The taste seems a little bland."

"Is there less salt?"

"But it's appropriate, if only a little more."

Sure enough, she lost her sense of taste, and she also lost her confidence.Afraid that she might not be good enough, she was very careful when cooking.

It turns out that the more careful you are, the more error-prone you are.

Ding Nanxia made a few more dishes, and this time they were much better. The servant tasted them and said they were all right.

Ding Nanxia breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately, the dishes she cooked were edible.

Ding Nanxia cooked all the dinner.

Looking at the dishes on the table, Jun Qi's appetite increased greatly, but he still ordered Ding Nanxia.

"Your body hasn't recovered yet, don't do it in the future."

"I'm fine now. I'm afraid I won't be able to cook if I don't move around."

Jun Ai quickly picked up a piece of tofu and put it in her mouth, "How come, the dishes cooked by the second sister-in-law are always delicious."

Ding Nanxia asked her with a smile: "I'm not in shape today, so the food tastes good?"

Jun Ai nodded: "En, it's delicious."

Ding Nanxia was happy to see how satisfied she was.

Fortunately, her cooking skills are still there, and she can still cook for them.

Ding Nanxia only ate bland dishes. Ever since she was injured, she ate only bland dishes, even with very little salt.

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