"Wow, it smells so good!"
"Xiaofang's cooking skills are so impressive. We haven't even entered the yard, and the aroma has already greeted us."
"I think I smelled radish stewed beef."
"I smelled braised pork."
"And also chicken, must be old hen soup."
...
When everyone arrived, Xiao Jinli was in the yard, cleaning the bowls and chopsticks to be used.
Seeing everyone came over, Xiao Jinli laughed and said, "My uncles and aunts, your noses are really sensitive. All those dishes are made, my mom also made beef offal, spicy blood dishes, stuffed tofu, braised pork feet..."
"Ha Ha, with so many delicious dishes today, we are surely blessed." Everyone laughed, "I am drooling just from the aroma."
"Every time I pass by your house and smell the meals, I always want to come and mooch a meal, but I feel too embarrassed."
Visiting Xiao Wanshan's home for a meal once or twice is fine, but doing so too often is definitely not acceptable.
