So the family of three entered the kitchen, with Qiao Dami making the fire, and Qiao Changshun learning to cook alongside Qiao Xiaomai.
In addition to the Brewed Snails, Qiao Xiaomai also sliced some pork and made a dish of Stewed Pork with Vermicelli.
The vermicelli was brought by Yuan Ding, who had run out of sweet potatoes at home and had to buy them from Jiwei Inn. Yesterday she agreed with Yuan Ding to bring some, and today she brought them, a full five catties, enough for her family to eat for a long time.
When the lunch was ready, Qiao Changshun moved the small table to the middle of the courtyard, and the family of three gathered around the small table for lunch.
White steamed buns, greasy Brewed Snails, and fragrant Stewed Pork with Vermicelli, Qiao Dami ate so much that her mouth was full, "It's like Chinese New Year!"
"Eat slowly, from now on, every day in our house will be like Chinese New Year."
