Mini pizza

Pizza is for breakfast. It's a big pizza that I wanted to make, and it's so annoying to have a cut-off later, especially for my kid, who likes to eat pie. That's what I want to be. My mother-in-law came to the table as soon as you had your pizza. She was also curious to know what smelled like this morning and couldn't say it, and she said, "This is something today?" I went to my mother-in-law and said, "This is the cake of the winner. I make small." I'm pointing at two pizzas with green spots to tell my mother-in-law that this is a spicy version for the hot Hunan people. Yesterday I was told I had a good relationship with my mother-in-law. I like to live with my elders. Although life habits may differ, sometimes things are viewed differently. But when we're family, we'll be in the open sky. If we do have a mother-in-law like her, we have to make her happy, because she will also feel our love for her, and her heart will slowly melt into love for us. In fact, sometimes love is not a special act, but the unwitting change in life. Like today's mini pizza with pepper. Give me a big love for your pizza. A friend likes to take a look at it。