Mrs. Fang suddenly got confused, "How do we eat the rabbit if it isn't chopped into pieces?"
Muniang took the rabbit from Mrs. Fang's hands, didn't explain much, and simply said, "I have another way of cooking it, Mrs. Fang. You just help me keep an eye on the pot of chicken stew with mushrooms, that will be great."
Mrs. Fang looked puzzled but knew that her mistress always had a plan, so she stopped worrying.
Boiling a rabbit is so boring. Since today is Mother's birthday, I must prepare something different for her.
Muniang took out the iron tongs she had prepared earlier, fixed the rabbit in place, and right as Er Liang returned with water, he saw Muniang cooking personally, he knew there must be something delicious in store.
"Wife, what delicacy do we have today?" Er Liang looked eagerly at the raw rabbit in Muniang's hand, as if he wanted to eat it right away.
