From her sister's point of view, she still hopes that her sister's family will have fewer quarrels. As a family, the elders and younger generations live under the same roof. If they can tolerate each other, they should be as tolerant as possible. Unless there are issues of principle that cannot be compromised, other trivial matters such as eating, drinking and drinking are not necessary.

Too fussy.

"Sister, have some snacks. This is the fruit I fried this morning. It's sweet. You can try it."

While she was lost in thought, Xiaoduo brought a large plate of snowflake fruits to her. Each one was as golden as finger fritters and covered with a layer of white frosting.

"Looking at it makes you appetizing, let me try it."

She took one and took a bite. Oh, it was really crunchy, fragrant and sweet.

"Isn't it delicious?" Xiaoduo asked with a smile.

Yang Ruoqing gave Xiao Duo a thumbs up with her other hand, "It couldn't be better. Duo'er, your craftsmanship has really reached a new level."

Xiaoduo smiled happily and went to greet the others next to Shun'er with a plate of snacks in hand.

Especially when you are in front of children, you will grab a few handfuls and stuff them into their pockets.

Mrs. Sun took one in each hand and said with a smile: "Duo'er, you are so bad. You deliberately brought such a delicious fruit to greet us, so that we can save a few bowls of rice later, right?"

Of course Xiaoduo knew that Da Sun was joking with her, so she also smiled and said, "Auntie discovered all this? Oops, my plot failed!"

Everyone laughed.

Mrs. Sun finished eating the candy in her hand and stood up, "I'm done eating, Duo'er, I'll help you cook."

Xiaoduo shook his head hurriedly, "Mom, no, no, no, I've already cooked the food. I'll just boil it in the pot a few times before dinner starts."

Yang Ruoqing and He Lian'er both said: "While we are here, do we still need your help, mother? You and my aunt are just here as guests, so it's hard to sit here."

Mrs. Sun also grabbed Mrs. Sun and said, "Just let them go. Let's sit and eat sweet fruits and be guests properly!"

In the small kitchen next door, rice is simmering in a large pot, and the small pot outside is steaming hot and fragrant.

In the corner next to the pot table, there are three small clay stoves placed side by side. There are small iron pots and clay pots on the three small clay stoves. Each container is bubbling with various fragrances.

Together, Yang Ruoqing, who had just stepped into the kitchen with a sweet fruit in her hand, paused in her steps, her nostrils buzzed, and the sweet fruit in her hand suddenly lost its fragrance.

"My dear mother, Duo'er, are you cooking New Year's Eve dinner? It's so delicious, are you going to let me live?"

Yang Ruoqing took a few breaths of the aroma and felt hungry.

He Lian'er also covered her mouth and smiled.

Not to mention, she was also hungry from the smell.

Xiaoduo was about to introduce to Yang Ruoqing and He Lianer what these fragrant dishes were, but Yang Ruoqing suddenly raised her hand and interrupted her: "Duoer, don't spoil the story, let me reveal the answer myself."

Xiaoduo was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile: "Okay, okay, I won't tell you, sister, you can see for yourself."

At this time, Yang Ruoqing was directly possessed by Mrs. Liu, and she stuffed half of the sweet fruit in her hand into her mouth, making her cheeks bulge.

Then he rolled up his sleeves, walked to the three small clay stoves with meteoric strides, and first opened the wooden lid of the small iron pot...

Pieces of golden chicken are hidden under green and red peppers and garlic heads, and the fragrant soup is covered with a circle of thin pancakes made of wheat flour.

“Ground Pot Chicken Discus Pancake, wow, all the essence is in this pancake, it’s so fragrant!”

"It's really delicious, and the chicken looks good when cooked. It's very soft at first glance." He Lian'er stood behind Yang Ruoqing, her face full of amazement.

"Let me see what's cooking on the second clay stove." Yang Ruoqing replaced the lid of the wooden pot, then grabbed the rag next to it and wrapped it around the lid of the earthen pot.

"Wow, this is... sauced pig's trotters, used to serve as wine for our father and the others." Xiaoduo reminded from behind.

Yang Ruoqing nodded. This dish was their man's favorite, and she wasn't very interested in it.

Even if the pig's trotters are stewed into red sauce, they look very elastic at first glance, they taste full of collagen, and they can beautify the skin...but this is not her thing.

However, she still likes the soybeans embellished in it. It is soft and chewy, absorbing the essence of pig's trotters, and the taste is very delicious.

But many years of experience told her that she shouldn’t eat too much soybeans, as they would cause excessive farts and turn into rotten eggs.

"Dad, they must be happy. They will drink a few more glasses of wine at noon. Don't you think so, Lian'er?" Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile.

He Lian'er nodded, "Yes, this is a famous dish in restaurants!"

As the last pot lid on the clay stove was lifted, guess what Yang Ruoqing saw!

"This is……"

For a moment, she couldn't recognize what it was.

He Lian'er was also intrigued by Yang Ruoqing's reaction and leaned over to watch together.

The white soup is dotted with a few bright red wolfberries. Obviously, the wolfberries are not the protagonist of this dish. The protagonist is the round and plump ones. Half of them are looming in the soup, and the other half is floating on the surface of the soup.

It's about the size of an egg, with clear spiderweb-like lines on the surface, and the mouth is tied with silk thread. It's like a large lucky bag, but it's rounder and fuller than a lucky bag.

Moreover, among the many intertwined aromas in this kitchen, the aroma exuded by this dish is the most alluring. It is the protagonist of all the kitchen ingredients. If this was a movie, then chili, ginger, garlic, wolfberry, etc.

If it is a supporting role, then the pig's trotters and ground-pot chicken are the leading roles, and the round things in front of us are the leading actors, the leading actors among the leading actors, the ones who carry the weight, the ones who carry the big beam.

"What kind of food is this? It's the first time I've seen it in my whole life." He Lian'er's soliloquy sounded above her head again.

Yang Ruoqing said: "It's not just you? I've never seen a restaurant owner before!"

Behind him, Xiaoduo covered his mouth and chuckled.

Yang Ruoqing turned to look at her: "Duo'er, isn't this your homemade ingredient?"

Xiaoduo lowered his hand, feeling a little proud, "Yes, I did create it myself."

Knowing that her mother-in-law's family was coming to visit today, she and Xiang Shengnan took a long time to fall asleep last night and talked for a long time while lying on the bed.

One of the steps is to cook some dishes to greet everyone. Xiaoduo thought about cooking some innovative dishes.

In the end, Xiang Shengnan provided the inspiration for this dish.

"Oh my, how can you learn to create your own? That's okay, Duo'er!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled so hard that she narrowed her eyes and looked around.

"Sister, are you looking for this?"

Duoer directly handed over a pair of chopsticks.

Yang Ruoqing took it: "You still understand me. It's useless to just use my fiery eyes to see this dish. I have to borrow the magic weapon of chopsticks to identify it."

After that, he ordered He Lian'er: "Lian'er, help me get a bowl."

The bowl was quickly brought over. Yang Ruoqing directly picked up a round object and put it into the bowl. She held it in front of her and looked at it. She pulled it with chopsticks and poked it gently.

It's very elastic and tough, like a pig's belly but not a calf's belly.

"Sister, if you still can't see it like this, just cut it open and try it!" Xiaoduo said at the side.

This was what Yang Ruoqing was waiting for, and she quickly ordered He Lian'er, "Help me hold the bowl."
Chapter completed!