An An was not happy to be called fat, she wanted to be pretty, she pouted and said: "An An is not fat, An An is just a little bit fleshy, round and pretty, grandpa says An An is a little beauty."

Sheng An Ning didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Okay, our little beauty, go play with your brothers, mom and Aunt Xiaowan are going to clean up the meat, okay?"

An An nodded vigorously: "Okay, Mom will stew meat tonight. I want to stew a lot of meat."

Sheng Anning smiled and pushed An An into the house, and then she and Mu Xiaowan cut up the pork.

The two medical students didn't need any brute force to cut up the pork; they could just cut the pig legs with a small knife.

Zhou Hongyun was watching from the side: "You two, your skills are more skilled than those butchers."

Sheng Anning was happy: "Aunt, don't forget, this is what we study. If we are still unfamiliar with it, wouldn't that be unreasonable? Xiao Wan should be more powerful, as they have performed more forensic autopsies on more corpses."

Zhou Hongyun was afraid that they would talk about this. Every time, the two girls would go off topic while talking, and would mention something like corpses or brains. It was both exciting and scary to hear.

But the two girls acted as if nothing had happened, especially Mu Xiaowan. She ate some tofu pudding and kept talking about the scene she saw that day. The man's brain was just like tofu pudding.

Zhou Hongyun was so nauseated that he couldn't eat for several days.

Seeing the two of them bringing it up again, Zhou Hongyun quickly stopped them: "Don't say it anymore, it's disgusting if you say it again."

Sheng Anning and Mu Xiaowan burst into laughter. Mu Xiaowan also reminded Zhou Hongyun: "Aunt, you have to adapt. After all, this is our profession."

"We often talked about the case and the scene while eating. I even went to a particularly smelly scene and thought I would never eat meat again. But when I came back, I couldn't resist eating a bowl of the braised pork in the cafeteria."

Zhou Hongyun didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I can't do that. I get goose bumps all over my body just by listening to it."

Sheng Anning and Mu Xiaowan happily cut up the pork, and then helped Zhou Hongyun cut the pork into small pieces. Sheng Anning looked at the pig's hind legs and planned to deliver them directly to Wang Da.

Zhou Hongyun cut another piece of pork belly: "Give this to your aunt as well. It's New Year's Eve, so give her more. Your aunt always sends gifts here all year round."

When Sheng An Ning went over, Wang Dagang came back pushing a cart. After the cart was modified by her, there was a honeycomb coal stove on one side, a big pot on top, and three layers of steamers on top of the pot.

There were panels and basins on the other side of the cart.

Seeing Sheng An Ning, she was quite happy: "An Ning, you came back early from get off work today."

Sheng An Ning held the meat in her hand and said, "I bought some New Year's goods. I'll give you some meat to eat."

Zhou Hongyun quickly refused: "You can just stay at home and eat. You don't have to bring it to me. I have everything at home. Besides, it's just me and your uncle. He often eats in the cafeteria before going home, so we can't eat much."

Sheng An Ning didn't care and put it on the panel: "Anyway, this is my intention, you have to keep it, otherwise I won't let An An come to your house to eat in the future."

Wang Da smiled helplessly: "You said you didn't have any buns left today, I'll bring you a few tomorrow and let An An and the others eat them. I think An An likes them very much."

Sheng Anning waved her hand quickly: "No need, if your business is good, just sell them all, and there will be enough food for her at home."

And An An has a sweet mouth. Even if the food is not tasty, she will praise grandma for making it delicious. She will also finish eating it out of respect, but she won’t eat a second one.

Besides, she loves to eat and is not picky. As long as the taste is good, it will be delicious.

Talking about business, Wang Da became happy again: "I sell them at the entrance of the vegetable market. They are 1 cent each. The skin is thin, the fillings are large and the meat is rich. Many people eat them. I can sell 200 to 300 buns every day and earn more than 10 yuan. Don't underestimate them. They are only 40 to 50 yuan a month, and 500 to 600 yuan a year, right?"

"It's cold now, but if it gets hot, business should be better. I'm thinking that when the time comes, I'll rent a small shop and sell all kinds of stuffed buns, tofu, eggplant... I'm sure I can make money. I can make more than a few hundred a month, but I can still make two or three hundred. Isn't that higher than your uncle's salary?"

Sheng Anning thought Wang Da's plan was very good: "Yes, take it step by step. Those who are ahead will definitely make money. When you make money, you can hire people to make dumplings for you. When business is better, you can expand the store. In this way, step by step, you can open a dumpling factory in the end."

Wang Da laughed: "I dare not think about that. I can open a bun factory and just open a store. When I was selling buns, I met many of my former neighbors. When they saw my expression, they were surprised and disdainful, as if it was shameful for me to sell buns."

"One even came to ask me, Cheng Mingzhong didn't make you full? Why did you come out to make money in the public eye?"

"Tsk tsk, so what if I make money in public? I earn this money cleanly, not by stealing or robbing."

Sheng An Ning agreed: "Yes, if you don't steal or rob, they will only be jealous and envious in the future."

Wang Dale finished speaking with a smile, and suddenly remembered something: "Oh, your mother is Cheng Mingyue. She behaved well in prison and her sentence was reduced."

Sheng An Ning almost forgot that there were two people he knew in prison: "Are you willing to repent and start a new life?"

Wang Da curled his lips and said, "Didn't the old man go to the prison to see them? He must have said something, otherwise how could he repent and reform? After all, she is the old man's biological daughter, and he must feel a little guilty and distressed."

Speaking of Cheng Mingyue, Wang Da became more talkative: "I don't know if she will look for you after she gets out. You don't have to worry about it then. Just don't recognize her. She's not your biological mother anyway."

Sheng An Ning nodded: "I will definitely ignore her, but after they come out, they will definitely go back to Longbei."

Wang Da requested, "That's not certain. Why would they go back? It's not shameful enough. But she is thick-skinned and might stay to find your uncle. Your uncle is a thin-skinned person. She is his biological sister. No matter what she does, he can't watch her starve to death on the street. However, if he dares to take her home, I will kick your uncle out of the house as well."

Sheng Anning gave a thumbs up: "Aunt is awesome."

However, Sheng An Ning didn't take the sentence reduction of Cheng Mingyue and her son seriously. Even if the sentence was reduced, it would take several years for them to be released, and it had nothing to do with her.

After returning home, he forgot about the matter and happily took the children to eat meat with Mu Xiaowan, and then talked about the case.

In a blink of an eye, it was the end of the year, and the New Year gifts given to Zhou Shuanglu and Zhou Nanguang were also delivered. Given their positions, they naturally received more gifts.

Pork, mutton, beef, chicken, fish, apples, pears, rice, flour, etc.

Zhou Hongyun was registering while worrying: "How can I eat so much? An Ning, please don't buy any more for our family."