General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming novel Chapter 87

87 Same Room (2)

In the past, he couldn’t bear to buy candied hawthorn for the three of them. Now, he was willing to buy... a stick.

The three of them ate a skewer.

If he bought it for Su Xiaoxiao, she would eat three skewers alone! His daughter was the most important!

Father Su carried the children to Su Ergou’s room and carried Xiaohu from Su Xiaoxiao’s room.

The rest of the papercuts were handed to Su Ergou and Wei Ting to paste while Su Xiaoxiao went to the kitchen to cook supper.

She had lost so much weight. She had to reward herself!

She would... eat a peanut butter dumpling.

Uh, no, it was dumplings dipped in peanut butter.

Su Xiaoxiao made cornmeal shrimp steamed dumplings. The shrimp was dried shrimp that she had taken from Aunt Fu. It was 80 to 90% dry and had a faint sea salt flavor. The locals were not used to it, so it was not sold well. However, Su Xiaoxiao liked it very much.

The steamed shrimp dumplings she made had a lot of filling with thin skin, high protein content, and low sugar content. They were very suitable for dieting.

It was also suitable for a family.

“Sister, I’m not full!” Su Ergou said.

He was at the age of growth and had the most terrifying appetite.

“Wait, it’s coming up.” _{freewebnøvel.coɱ}

Su Xiaoxiao scooped out the mutton noodle soup from the pot.

The three men each had a bowl.

Wei Ting was suddenly stunned when he saw this bowl of mutton noodle soup.

“Sister, what meat is this?” Su Ergou asked.

“Mutton.”

Su Xiaoxiao said.

It was difficult to buy mutton. If she didn’t know Luo Dazhuang, she wouldn’t have been able to buy it at all. She had only bought three catties.

She cleaned up the gamey smell and preserved the umami of the mutton to the greatest extent. In addition, she sprinkled a faint layer of pepper. It was not too spicy. After taking a bite, her entire body warmed up.

Su Ergou and Father Su were sweating profusely and could not stop eating.

Wei Ting looked at the mutton noodle soup in his bowl but did not move his chopsticks for a long time.

“Aren’t you eating?” Su Xiaoxiao asked.

Wei Ting’s mouth moved. “Where... did you learn this dish?”

“Aunt Fu taught me!” Su Xiaoxiao said without changing her expression. “Her temper is a little bad, but she knows how to cook a lot! I’ve learned a lot!”

Su Ergou was enlightened. “Sister! No wonder your culinary skills have become so good!”

The truth was actually related to Young Master Xiang.

Wei Ting’s accent when he first came to the village was close to Young Master Xiang’s. Since Young Master Xiang was from the capital, Su Xiaoxiao boldly guessed that Wei Ting might also be from the capital.

She asked Young Master Xiang about the local customs of the capital, including this mutton noodle soup.

Looking at Wei Ting’s reaction, she had guessed correctly.

How did the people of the capital get chased here?

Wei Ting took a sip of mutton noodle soup in a daze; he really felt like he had returned to the mansion for the new year.

“Sister, can you make mutton soup tomorrow?” Su Ergou asked.

“No problem.”