The atmosphere was joyful, the food was delicious, and the ketchup was sweet and sour, so the family of seven was very satisfied.

But now the weather is too cold, it must be stored in a cool place, and the shelf life is very short.

Nian Nian took it with both hands and smiled sweetly at Tang Jia, "Thank you, Mom!"

"Mom, what is that?" the brother and sister asked in unison.

Two minutes ago, the family of seven finally sat down around the table.

A moment ago, the sound of two people chattering and calling "Dad" was heard outside the yard.

Before Zhaozhao and Niannian heard the bell, they ran straight out of the yard.

On the way to Yibao's house, Ruan Yan asked the question in her mind, "Niannian, it seems like he hasn't played with Yibao for a long time. Why does he suddenly want to give you something?"

"Wash your hands first, then try it. Yes, it tastes bad if he makes it."

Fu Yanqing had a smile on her face, and her slender fingers were holding a slice of steamed bread covered with ketchup.

Tang Jia stared at it for a few seconds, then smiled and reached out to take it.

The two were originally polite yet distant.

Just as Ruan Yan was about to speak, she heard the sound of a bicycle bell from inside.

Especially the ketchup that smelled sour and sweet attracted the full attention of both of them.

For a big pot of tomato sauce, you only need to add a little bit of sugar to adjust the taste. The cost is very low, even close to nothing.

If you just want to make ketchup, you need to add a lot of sugar.

You saw us when you and your brother were playing at the door this afternoon!"

Tang Jia also quickly walked to the door, looked towards the yard, and met Fu Yanqing's gaze.