Dad and Mom had already come back, and Mom was bustling in the kitchen while Dad bought a shovel and was leveling the soil in the backyard, looking like he really wanted to cultivate a vineyard.
Shen Fu thought that if he could set up a swing that would sway back and forth, it would be even more perfect.
Bai Shanshan, smelling the fragrance, entered the kitchen, "Mom, are you making lion's head meatballs?"
"Yes," Sui Bingyue said with a loving smile, "I've just started mincing the meat. The lion's head meatballs are best when the filling is hand-chopped, ideally with 70% front leg meat and 30% fatty tissue mixed evenly. Don't just stand there; you must be tired from walking around all day. Go rest for a bit, and I'll call you first when it's ready."
"I'm fine; I'm not tired. Let me help you, Mom~" Bai Shanshan said, deliberately trying to please. Normally, she wasn't this diligent, always concerned only with eating and not with cooking.
