Together with scallions and ginger, they sprinkled some pepper into the soup. The taste was simply too good.
The mutton was tender and soft, and all kinds of vegetables were also stained with the mutton's flavor, but their own flavor was also retained.
After one bite, one could say that the taste was very rich.
The vermicelli was cooked just right. It was not too chewy, nor too soft to be picked up.
In addition to the mutton soup, there were also freshly baked pancakes.
The surface of the pancake was slightly brown, and one could smell the fragrance of the dough when one got close.
After one bite, the surface was crispy, but the inside was very soft.
Because it was handmade, the inside was layered, and some small air holes could be seen.
It was very chewy when eaten directly. After breaking it open and soaking it in the mutton soup, the taste would be richer when it was put into the mouth after fully absorbing the soup.
However, it could not be soaked for too long.
If it was soaked for too long, it would lose its texture.
Jiang Ran ate for a while and reached out to touch Pei Jing's small bowl.
When he felt that the bowl was not so hot anymore, the temperature of the mutton soup should have become just right. He brought it over and placed it in front of Pei Jing.
After asking for Pei Jing's opinion, Jiang Ran broke a few pieces of pancakes and put them into the soup.
Although Pei Jing was only four years old, he could already use chopsticks very well.
If he could use chopsticks very well, there was no need to talk about spoons.
He held the chopsticks in one hand and the spoon in the other. He ate a mouthful of soup, a mouthful of vegetables, a mouthful of meat, and then a bite of pancake.
His white and tender cheeks were bulging because he kept chewing, and he looked very cute.
The whole family gathered around the table. After finishing the steaming hot dinner, their bodies were slightly sweaty.
After eating and drinking, and with the warmth of the house, they were a little sleepy.
The sky outside was completely dark, but it was still quite early.
Jiang Ran looked up at the clock on the wall. It was not even six o 'clock yet.
The sky darkened quickly in winter. It was not even six o 'clock, and they had already finished dinner. The sky was already completely dark.
The family sat together to chat and digest the food. After a while, they could wash up and go to sleep.
Thinking of going to bed, Jiang Ran thought of a problem.
Now that they were back at the Pei Huai residence, there were only so many rooms. Where was Pei Huai going to stay at night?
With this in mind, Jiang Ran looked at Pei Huai.
Pei Huai seemed to have sensed something. When Jiang Ran looked at him, he also looked at Jiang Ran.
The two of them looked at each other. After a moment, Jiang Ran calmly withdrew his gaze.
Pei Huai could sleep with Pei Yang.
Jiang Ran thought so, but he didn't say it out loud.