That night,

Old Mrs. Han, Fu Qiuyu, and Han Guowei slept in the small hut.

The men all slept on the big kang.

The next morning,

When Fu Qiuyu was still sleeping,

Old Mrs. Han got up early and started making breakfast for everyone.

Old Mrs. Han knew that they were all tired from going up the mountain yesterday.

Especially the youngest son and the couple are even more tired because they have to take care of two families.

She was busy with her hands and feet,

A small stove was set up in the courtyard, and a casserole was simmering. The casserole was steaming.

There is a lot of food in the cupboard,

She decided to make more of the easily spoiled food and put the inedible food at Grandma Yuan's house. After all, they were leaving for a long time and they couldn't let the food spoil and waste the food.

Take out some vegetables, meat, and fruits.

She fried a cucumber and scrambled eggs, and boiled a bunch of eggs. She was afraid that Xiao Fu and the others would be hungry on the way, so she cooked some more.

For a side of bacon, she fried a piece of bacon and cabbage.

I mixed a piece of hot and sour vermicelli with spinach,

I also cut up two boxes of canned beef!

Finally, I cut a small plate of fruit,

She also cooked a big pot of golden corn paste, and she saw that Xiao Fu loved this.

She doesn't do much, not as much as Mingchuan does when he wakes up early.

She thought, just enough to eat.

while having breakfast,

Hanmocheng smelled it and said:

"Mom, what did you do? Why does it smell like pig?"

"There are so many delicious foods, but they can't stop your bad mouth!"

Old Mrs. Han glared at her eldest son,

After thinking about it, I frowned and smelled it, and I did smell a fishy smell of pig meat.

then,

She quickly put down her chopsticks,

He stood on tiptoe and walked out of the house to the courtyard.

Hold the cloth and lift the lid of the casserole.

I took a look at the stewed thing that was so soft!

Mrs. Han was very happy and had a sense of accomplishment.

In order to prevent her youngest son from seeing it, she cut everything into pieces.

Since it has a bit of fishy smell, I don’t want my little son to smell it.

She thought:

How about pouring in the sauce that Mr. Fu used for barbecue yesterday? Go and get rid of the smell!

right!

then,

The old lady tiptoed back to the kitchen and quietly took out the little sauce leftover from yesterday.

Come back to the courtyard,

Seeing that no one was around, he secretly put the sauce into the casserole.

I saw the old lady sneaking around in the kitchen and yard,

What is this for?

Han Mocheng put down his chopsticks and quietly followed him out.

Old Mrs. Han was shedding information with a guilty conscience, and then she felt a cold swishing behind her.

Turning his head,

Then I saw the big black face of my eldest son,

bang,

Raising her hand, Mrs. Han angrily slapped her son on the shoulder:

"You bastard, I want to scare your mother!"

"Mom, what delicious food are you stewing?"

Old Mrs. Han blinked and lied:

"It wasn't me who stewed it, it was Xiaofu who stewed it."

When he heard that it was done by his third younger brother and sister, Hanmo City suddenly became energetic.

Yesterday he ate the barbecue grilled by his third brother and sister. The various dishes were so delicious and the cooking skills were simply amazing!

This morning, when I ate the food cooked by my mother, it didn’t taste good anymore.

Why.

Unexpectedly, it turns out that there is another big dish!

Tsk tsk,

"How about you try it?"

Hanmo Cheng frowned and sniffed again:

“It seems like there’s no fishy smell anymore!”

"If you don't believe me when you say you have a broken nose, you must have smelled something wrong. Come on, try a piece. How do you like it?"

Mrs. Han's eyes flashed with cunning, she picked up a piece with her chopsticks and quickly stuffed it into Han Mocheng's mouth.

Hanmo City: "..."

Can you take a closer look? My chopsticks are scratching my teeth.

but,

Hanmo City still focused on eating meat.

He bit the meat in his mouth,

I found it to be quite muscular.

Very fragrant,

It really doesn't smell fishy, ​​maybe I just smelled something wrong.

Old Mrs. Han stared at his expression with worry, fearing what would happen to this stupid son?

"Mom, it's delicious, give me another piece!"

Snap!

A chopstick was slapped on Han Mocheng's arm, and Mrs. Han rudely chased him away:

"Let's go, don't delay me making soup!"

Seeing that my eldest son didn’t taste it,

My youngest son probably won’t be able to taste it either!

Hey hey hey!

Hanmo City didn't eat the second piece, so he left resentfully.

She turned around and stared at the casserole every step of the way, showing her reluctance to leave.

After a while,

Mrs. Han put the casserole on the table, placed it directly in front of Lu Mingchuan, and said:

"Mingchuan, you were too tired yesterday. Mom specially made it for you, not theirs!"

"How do you like it if you try it?"

Lu Mingchuan took a look at the casserole and the thick soup.
To be continued...