An Xian bought two kilograms of meat, some sausages, and a whole smoked chicken and headed home.
On her way home, she glanced again at the threshing ground and then hurried along with her basket.
When she arrived home, Anjing was already preparing the dough.
An Xian put the meat she bought on the kitchen table, took a handful of small spinach picked from the greenhouse, sat on a small stool, and began to pick vegetables: "Second Sister, has the fungus been soaked enough? Let's stir-fry some ragu later."
After kneading the dough, Anjing let it rest and sat down with An Xian to pick the vegetables: "It's all soaked, the carrots are chopped too, will you fry it or should I?"
"I'll fry it." Despite being lazy, An Xian wouldn't let her pregnant sister constantly work around the stove: "You shouldn't be moving around later; I'll roll out the noodles."
"Okay." Anjing finished picking the vegetables and put some water in the basin, preparing to wash them.
