Luo Fengtang secretly took a deep breath, it was so fragrant and sweet, I really wanted to drink a bowl...

“Come on, Tangyazi, let’s have a bowl to settle your stomach first!”

As soon as this thought came to my mind, a bowl of hot and fragrant sweet potato rice soup was delivered to me.

Following the arm holding the bowl, he saw the girl looking at her and smiling.

The dense heat made her smile look sweet and beautiful.

His heart beat several times uncontrollably.

As if he was bewitched by her smile, he reached out blankly and took the bowl of rice soup.

The boy's eyes were staring straight at her face, and he couldn't bear to look away.

Seeing Luo Fengtang looking at herself like this, Yang Ruoqing's cheeks heated up slightly.

"This rice soup is so hot, blow it before drinking it, don't burn it!"

She gave a hasty warning, turned sideways, grabbed the lid of the big pot, and covered the sweet potato rice inside again.

Then he started peeling the garlic again.

She usually does this with ease, but now she is a little in a hurry.

Over there, Luo Fengtang also came to his senses. He squatted back to the stove with the sweet potato rice soup in his hand.

"In the sweet potato rice soup, I put a spoonful of caramel for you."

Yang Ruoqing's voice came from the pot table again.

"Um!"

Luo Fengtang responded in a muffled voice, picked up the bowl and drank in small sips.

So sweet, so fragrant, so delicious!

Seeing Luo Fengtang drinking the rice soup, Yang Ruoqing asked again with a smile.

"How is it? Does it taste good?"

Luo Fengtang nodded vigorously, "It tastes good, even better than wine!"

"Pfft!"

Yang Ruoqing couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud.

"Silly boy, how can these two things be compared together? You don't even know how to praise me, it's true!"

She gave him an angry look.

The little daughter’s cuteness and cuteness are on full display.

Luo Fengtang made no sound, scratching his head and giggling.

Wine cannot make him drunk.

But this sweet potato rice soup made him feel light and airy, as if he were stepping on clouds.

Isn’t it just better than wine?

Over there, while Yang Ruoqing was chopping green onions, ginger and dried chili peppers, she took the time to say to him: "If you like to drink it, just drink another bowl. The earthen jar is full!"

The essence of sweet potatoes and rice grains are all in this soup.

This guy traveled sixty miles yesterday, and when he came back he was busy making wheelchairs and molds. He probably didn't even sleep a wink all night.

Drinking a bowl of sweet potato rice soup can warm his stomach.

After hearing Yang Ruoqing's advice, Luo Fengtang shook his head.

"Drink enough."

"That's fine, keep some belly, you can try the diving bunny I made later!"

"Diving rabbit? How to jump?" Luo Fengtang asked curiously.

"It's done right away. You'll understand when you look at it later!" She smiled and ordered: "The small pot is ready to light the fire!"

"Um!"

He leaned down and started to light the small stove outside...

On top of the pot, press the oil in the hot pot.

Yang Ruoqing poured almost the last bowl of rapeseed oil at home into the pot.

Because the first step to making a diving bunny is to fry it.

Fry until both sides are golden brown, then pick them up and dry them.

Put the oil in the pot back into the bowl and save it for cooking next time.

"This rabbit is so fat. The cleaned meat must weigh three kilograms, right?"

Luo Fengtang asked while observing.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "It's three kilograms, and I chopped half of it right now."

"Half one is enough." Luo Fengtang said.

He leaned over and threw another handful of firewood into the small stove, then stood up and watched her cooking.

The last time I came here at night, I just happened to catch up with Qing'er preparing dinner.

It was dark in the kitchen at that time, and the third aunt and the eldest daughter and daughter were all there.

He didn't look at her cooking carefully. Now, he could finally stand aside and watch quietly.

He was secretly happy, those eyes followed her every move and never moved away for a moment.

He watched her sharply pick up the spatula and stir-fry onions, ginger, garlic and dried chili peppers in the oiled pan.

When it was fragrant, she turned around and took a ladle of water from the water jar and added it to the pot.

She had an apron wrapped around her waist, and her face was flushed.

When she stirred vigorously with the spatula, the bangs on her forehead started to dance.

Neat and pretty!

His mouth pursed into a straight line, and he was secretly happy.

How great it would be if **** could watch Qing'er cooking like this and **** help her stuff the firewood!

…

On the edge of the field in the backyard of Lao Yang's house.

Ms. Tan was walking on the rugged field ridge with her little feet and almost fell down several times.

Even so, she still had to free up one hand to pull Yang Huamei behind her.

"You girl, why are you running around when you need to go to the toilet? That forest is not clean. You are not allowed to go there again next time!"

Mrs. Tan dragged Yang Huamei towards the backyard of Lao Yang's house, still muttering to herself.

Yang Huamei looked distracted, still holding the dog named Wangcai in her hand.

"I didn't want to go to the woods. Wangcai ran over there. I went to chase it..."

Yang Huamei muttered.

Just before he collided with Luo Fengtang, Wangcai suddenly ran away.

She planned to chase him, but happened to bump into Luo Fengtang.

The cruel brat in the back ran away without helping her up!

She had to get up on her own!

After getting up, she originally wanted to chase Luo Fengtang and ask for an explanation from him.

She remembered that he seemed to have ran into the courtyard gate.

But at that moment, the cry of prosperity came from the field ridge behind.

Wangcai was being chased by two local dogs in the village and ran to the woods.

She was anxious, so she left Luo Fengtang and turned around to rescue Wangcai.

The mother and daughter soon returned to the backyard of Lao Yang's house.

Yang Huamei's eyes were staring straight at the door of Yang Huazhong's house.

I wonder if Tang Yazi is still there?

She actually became a little nervous, and there was a layer of sweat on her palms.

Mrs. Tan dragged Yang Huamei straight past the door of the third house, without squinting, and went straight to the front room.

A spicy smell wafted out from the kitchen.

"A sneeze!"

Yang Huamei was choked by the spicy smell and sneezed loudly.

Those elephant legs suddenly stopped moving.

"Mom, what kind of delicious food are Third Sister-in-law and the others cooking up? It's so delicious..." Yang Huamei asked with gleaming eyes.

Mrs. Tan stopped and turned to glance at the ajar kitchen door over there.

She withdrew her gaze and glanced at her daughter who was standing there, drooling towards the kitchen door of the third room.

"We are not greedy for other people's food. Mei'er will go with her mother's family and be obedient!"

Ms. Tan lowered her voice to persuade Yang Huamei and stretched out her hand to pull her.

Yang Huamei forcefully shook off Tan's hand.

"Mom, you go home first. I will leave my third brother here to eat this afternoon."

Yang Huamei said, raised her feet and came towards the kitchen.

The kitchen door was ajar.

Yang Huamei raised her hand and pushed. From behind, Tan couldn't stop her even if she wanted to.

"Third sister-in-law, what are you making delicious?"
Chapter completed!