The mixed soup made at night was also very delicious to the little ones.
In fact, Bai Wenjing also liked to eat it.
The pickled vegetables were cut into fine pieces, fried with spring onions, ginger, and garlic, and then a spoonful of salt. No other seasonings were added. After they were cooked, a spoonful of sour soup was poured out for later use. The lumps were mixed with the soup, and when the water was boiled, they were boiled. After they were cooked, the previously fried pickled vegetables and the soup were mixed in, and the firewood in the stove could be extinguished.
The pot was still warm, and the soup inside would bubble. A bowl of soup, with a spoonful of oil and chili, tasted sour, spicy, and delicious. If Bai Wenjing wasn't afraid of getting fat from eating too much, she would have eaten three big bowls in one go.
However, after dinner, Xue baijun did not return to his room to sleep. Instead, he led his two siblings back to their room.
