Just look at those three little brats standing at the kitchen door.

"Is the rice ready?"

Gu An'an occupied the pot in the kitchen and ordered Jiang Mingyi to go to the yard to start a fire and cook rice.

After giving the instructions, I didn't bother to supervise him. I wonder how well that brat did.

Jiang Mingyi nodded slightly. "Mm."

His concise and cool remarks actually made him feel like his mouth was watering, and he didn't dare to open his mouth to speak.

This meat smells absolutely delicious.

He had never seen such fragrant meat in his entire life.

Gu An'an laughed upon hearing this, "Alright, let's eat then."

Five bowls with rims were filled with half a bowl of rice. A spoonful of braised pork was added, and the broth turned the glistening white rice golden yellow.

Jiang Mingxu, anxious as he was, reached out to grab the piece of meat, but Gu An'an slapped his hand away as soon as he touched it.

"What's the rush? Nobody's going to take it from you."

Jiang Mingxu pouted and quickly picked up his chopsticks to eat the meat.

It's too hot.

But this meat is so delicious!

The golden chunks of meat melt in your mouth, their aroma filling every taste bud.

The children were all sticking out their tongues and chewing on chunks of meat. Even Jiang Mingzhu, who was usually elegant, had lost her ladylike demeanor at this moment, with meat soup and rice grains still stuck to the corners of her mouth.

"Is it not tasty?"

Gu An'an originally thought that her braised pork had successfully won over the children's stomachs, but to her surprise, the youngest Bao'er stared at the meat with a depressed look on her face and had no intention of eating it.

This left Gu An'an dumbfounded. What was wrong?