After Mrs. Sun delivered the things, she hurried back to the front hall to talk to Chen'er.

In the kitchen, Yang Ruoqing and Xiaoduo had a lot of spareribs and tenderloin. They planned to use half of the spareribs to make sweet and sour pork ribs, and the other half to stew soup with the corn cobs they harvested this year.

As for the tenderloin, half of it is used to make sweet and sour tenderloin, and the other half is chopped into minced meat, waiting to be made into meatballs.

"Sister, the meatballs you made, I don't know why, are more delicious than the ones we make. Feng'er's mouth is the best judge." Xiaoduo came over and said.

"I've wanted to ask you for some advice for a long time. It just so happened that you were making meatballs again, so I had to watch them carefully." Xiaoduo said again.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "I don't have any knack for making meatballs. In fact, I don't like my mother and my aunt making meatballs. They just put three fat and seven lean in. I don't like the fat meat in the meatballs.

Trash, all I put is pure lean meat.”

As Yang Ruoqing spoke, she picked up the minced meat on the chopping board and broke it open for Xiaoduo to see.

Xiaoduo poked his head over to take a look, nodding as he looked.

"Sister, go ahead and say what happens next? What to do next?" she asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "After mincing the meat filling, they are accustomed to adding ginger foam and sweet potato powder, and then kneading it until it is almost done, and then start to shape the meatballs,"

"Put lard in a pot, fry the meatballs until they are seven-cook, and then assemble them. Later, you can make meatball soup with vegetables, eggs, etc."

"This is how everyone makes meatball soup during weddings and funerals in our area, right?" Yang Ruoqing asked Xiaoduo.

Xiaoduo nodded repeatedly: "Ever since I can remember, I have always eaten meatballs made by my mother this way."

Yang Ruoqing smiled, "My method is different. The fried one is too greasy and has a bit of a woody texture. I like the meatballs to be light, delicate and delicious."

"Moreover, nutrition must be balanced and diversified. So, this is how my meatballs are made. Just take a look:"

Yang Ruoqing did not dictate the next tutorial, but demonstrated it to Xiaoduo in person.

Cut the shiitake mushrooms that have been soaked in warm water into foam, cut the thick cabbage stems into foam, and cut the chives into foam. Finally, put these foams together with the minced meat as you see it, and add two more

Egg, sprinkle with salt, and a few drops of sesame oil.

Then grab a few handfuls of sweet potato flour and start kneading it like dough. The kneading process is to disperse the salt and mix these ingredients evenly.

"Sister, these meatballs of yours are really nourishing. There are many kinds of ingredients, including meat, vegetarian and eggs." Xiaoduo said excitedly, with bright eyes, not leaving Yang Ruoqing's hand for a moment.

"Here, the water in the pot is boiling, put a little rapeseed oil that has been fried in advance, then squeeze in the meatballs, wait until the water boils, then add the green vegetables, smash two garlic cloves, or cut two handfuls of chives,

The meatball soup made in this way is delicate, delicious and not greasy."

While speaking, Yang Ruoqing had already covered the pot and started waiting for the meatballs to be cooked.

Xiaoduo looked enlightened and said: "Sister, I finally learned the trick, hahaha, I will do the same for my family next time!"

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips.

"Okay, let's continue cooking. There are two tables at noon!" she said.

Xiaoduo nodded and got busy again.

After a while, Xiaohua came too, holding an apron in her hand.

"Why are you here? Feng'er won't see you and will cry again later. You'd better go take care of the child!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Xiaohua smiled and said: "When Feng'er saw his cousin Chen'er, he immediately stopped wanting me as his mother. Chen'er has the ability to make Feng'er cling to him. He would sit on Chen'er's lap wherever he sat."

"Seriously?" Yang Ruoqing opened her eyes in surprise.

Xiaohua said: "Yes, I pushed him down. I said you would crush my brother's legs later, but he just wouldn't come down."

"I hugged Chen'er's neck and didn't let go. Chen'er is also good-tempered. He hugged Feng'er and coaxed him, saying that his legs were strong and wouldn't break. I had no choice but to let the two brothers go."

After listening to Xiaohua's words, Xiaoduo said: "This kid is the smartest. A while ago, Dabai and Xiaohei came over to play. Dabai also picked up Feng'er and sat on his lap, but Feng'er refused to sit on Dabai's lap.

.”

"Now I take the initiative to climb on Chen'er's lap and sit on it. This is because I know how close we are to each other!"

Yang Ruoqing and Xiaohua looked at each other and smiled.

"Of course, Chen'er's mother and Feng'er's father are siblings from the same mother. It's a good thing that they are close to each other!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Xiaohua also nodded in agreement.

"By the way, I asked Chen'er earlier. When you came back, did your uncle Da'an ask you to take a message home? For example, when did your uncle Da'an come home?"

Yang Ruoqing said to Xiaohua while tearing apart the mushrooms.

Xiaohua raised her head and looked at her, looking forward to what was going to happen next.

Yang Ruoqing continued: "Chen'er said that his uncle Da'an won't be able to get home until the twentieth of the twelfth lunar month."

The twentieth day of the twelfth lunar month?

Xiaohua silently calculated in her heart, today is the beginning of November, so there is still more than a month!

"Xiao Hua, don't do that. It's great that Da'an can come back to celebrate the New Year. When we return to the capital at the end of the first year, you can also get together for a month."

"Feng'er, he will be two years old during the Chinese New Year. If you can rest assured, you can leave Feng'er at home with his grandma after the Chinese New Year. How about you accompany Da'an to the capital and take care of his food and daily life?"

Yang Ruoqing asked again.

"Ah?" Xiaohua was startled when she heard Yang Ruoqing's suggestion.

"Sister, I'm afraid this won't work. Da'an has been away from home for many years. As his wife, I have to fulfill my filial piety to my parents at home for him!" Xiao Hua said.

And the most important thing is that she cares about Da'an, but she misses Feng'er!

It was very difficult for her to choose between a father and a son.

"As for parents, we are at home, so you don't have to worry," Yang Ruoqing continued.

"Besides, our parents are not very young now and are still top leaders inside and outside. You can go to the capital to accompany Da'an, but you can't let go of Feng'er. Is this the main reason?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Xiaohua was startled for a moment, then nodded honestly.

"It's been almost two years since Feng'er was born. He hasn't left my side for more than seven or eight days and nights," Xiaohua said softly.

"If I were to leave him at home and go to the capital to accompany Da'an, I think I would go crazy thinking about him!"

"But I'm worried about Da'an being alone in the capital. I'm really confused..."
Chapter completed!