Qin Yun: ...
He really could do that when he was young!
But after all, from sifting to washing are time-consuming tasks, as the sky gradually darkens, without asking them, Seventh Uncle has already cheerfully announced:
"We'll all eat here tonight! Come on, let's move the tables outside the yard, with the big fan blowing..."
As he spoke, Master Jiang, Master Chai and the others in the kitchen had already started preparing.
Cooking fish, everyone is using their skills and tricks, even the same dish can have different flavors, and it doesn't take much time.
Besides the stove feeling a bit cramped because of the crowd, nothing else is affected.
And He Tuo's stomach growls, at this moment smelling the increasingly irresistible aroma in the air, then looking at his dad and mom who are also clutching their stomachs and staring at the kitchen intently, he finally decides to go about it indirectly.
He looks pitifully at his grandpa and grandma:
"Can I eat fish tonight?"
