Jiang Ran looked at the red braised pork with satisfaction. He clapped his hands and shouted outside, "Pei Yang, come and serve the rice."
In the courtyard, Pei Yang, who had long been seduced by the aroma, immediately stood up and walked to the kitchen when he heard this.
Pei Yang entered the kitchen and saw the pot of red braised pork on the stove. He could not take his eyes off it.
What a big pot of meat!
Pei Yang could count the number of times he had eaten meat at home since he was a child.
No matter how many times he had eaten meat, there was never as much meat as this one.
When Jiang Ran saw Pei Yang standing there in a daze, he urged him, "Why are you so cold?
Hurry up and serve the rice. "
After being tormented for such a long time, she was already famished.
Pei Yang responded with an 'oh' and quickly walked forward. He picked up the porcelain pot and went out.
Pei Shanshan also stood up and scooped porridge. Wang Cuilan was cutting shredded radish.
The radish was cut very thin and the flavor was simply seasoned with salt, vinegar and sesame oil. It tasted very refreshing and could be used to get rid of grease.
Seeing that there was nothing else for him to do, Jiang Ran took his chopsticks and carried the scallion pancake out of the kitchen.
As soon as he walked out of the kitchen, he saw Pei Yang walking towards him.
Pei Yang's eyes widened when he saw the food in Jiang Ran's hands.
Jiang Ran frowned when he saw this. "What's wrong?"
Why did Pei Yang look as if he had seen a ghost?
Pei Yang immediately shook his head when he heard this. "Nothing, nothing."
With that, he jogged towards the kitchen.
Jiang Ran did not care what was wrong with Pei Yang. He carried the food to the central room.
In the central room, Pei Jing and Pei Baoshan sat upright and still, their eyes fixed on the pot of red braised pork.
They probably heard the commotion and turned to look at the door at the same time.
After spotting Jiang Ran, Pei Baoshan coughed lightly and quickly shifted his gaze. On the other hand, Pei Jing revealed a big smile to Jiang Ran, "Meat smells so good!"
A three-year-old child was at the age where he loved to eat.
The Pei family's conditions weren't good. In the past, whenever there was good food, most of it would be eaten by the original owner.
Even Pei Jing, who was the youngest in the family, could only eat a few mouthfuls.
This pot of Red Braised Meat was too fragrant for Pei Jing.
Jiang Ran went straight to Pei Jing's side and sat down. "Do you think it smells good?
When everyone is here, I'll give you a piece first, okay? "
Pei Jing immediately nodded his little head heavily. "Okay!"
Pei Jing's obedient appearance didn't look like a villain at all.
Jiang Ran felt that it should be the easiest thing to raise Pei Jing and not let him become a villain.
Jiang Ran was letting his imagination run wild when Pei Shanshan and Wang Cuilan walked in one after another.
Pei Yang followed behind them, holding two bowls of porridge in his hands.
After putting down the porridge, Pei Yang immediately turned and ran out. After a while, he hurried back in and brought two bowls of porridge again.
Everyone sat down, but no one touched their chopsticks.
Jiang Ran waited for a while. When he saw that no one touched their chopsticks and they were all staring at him, he remembered that the original owner of the body always ate first.