"You silly child, your mouth is always sweet as honey, always trying to make your mother happy. Are you hungry? There's some malted milk powder that I've put away in the cupboard. I'll go make you a bowl and you can try it."

Jiang's mother carefully scooped out a few spoonfuls of malted milk powder, added half a bowl of boiling water, stirred it quickly a few times, and when she felt the temperature wasn't too hot, she handed it to Er Ya:

"Be careful not to spill it, this stuff is very expensive. Just drink it quietly here. I'll finish making your quilt while it's still light. Tonight you can have a quilt as fragrant as the one your brother Qian Lu has."

Er Ya took the bowl, and the aroma of malt and cream wafted up instantly, stimulating her saliva production. Holding the bowl of hot drink, she sipped it, each sip warming her stomach and warming her heart.

To be honest, this stuff is definitely not as good as some modern brands like Dietary Supplements or La Mer, but in this day and age, it's a rare delicacy. Few people would be willing to give their children this.

Er Ya gulped down the malted milk powder in one go, let out a loud burp, and then nimbly ran off to wash the bowl before running back to watch Jiang's mother make the quilt.

Er Ya's quilt wasn't big enough, so Jiang's mother finished making it in no time. She then took some red thread and embroidered a few red flowers on it. Er Ya was overjoyed and held it in her arms for a long time.

Jiang's mother looked at her daughter Er Ya's silly grin and felt a pang of sadness. It was because her own family was struggling that Er Ya was so happy to see a new quilt.

Er Ya's quilt is finished, but they don't need to rush to make their own. They've been using the same old quilts for so long, so a day or two won't make a difference.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Jiang's mother hurriedly started cooking. Er Ya happily helped out, peeling scallions and washing vegetables, keeping herself very busy.

There were no steamed buns tonight, so Jiang's mother decided to make some scallion pancakes. She kneaded the dough, divided it into small portions, rolled them out into round pancakes, and sprinkled some chopped scallions on top.

Put the rendered lard in the pan. The more oil, the better the pancake will taste. When the oil is hot enough, put the rolled-out pancake in and cook over low heat for about fifteen seconds. Then flip it over with a spatula. The surface of the pancake should be golden brown and the aroma of scallions should be released. When both sides of the pancake are golden brown and small bubbles have formed on the surface, the scallion pancake is ready.

They made seven or eight more pancakes in the same way. Er Ya liked sweets, so she cut a hole in a dough ball, put some white sugar inside, rolled it into the shape of a pancake, and baked a sugar pancake.

As soon as the pancakes came out of the pan, Er Ya didn't care that they were still hot. She took a small bite and immediately bit into the melted sugar. It burned her tongue so much that it spun around, and she had to breathe for a long time before she felt anything again.

Jiang's mother, feeling sorry for him, quickly brought him a bowl of cold water and said, "You little glutton, they say you can't rush things. You dare to bite into this freshly made pancake? Quickly drink some cold water to rinse your mouth."

Er Ya drank a bellyful of cold water and sat pitifully on the stool, staring blankly at the sugar pancake.

When Lin Jianguo returned and saw Er Ya like this, he found it quite amusing. What was wrong with this greedy girl today? She was even staring blankly at the pancakes.

He chuckled and tapped Er Ya's head: "Dad's been watching you for ages, what are you doing? Are you trying to make it conjure up another pancake just by staring at it?"

After saying that, he picked up Er Ya's pancake, put it in his mouth and took a bite. It was fragrant and crispy, quite delicious!

When Er Ya saw that her sugar cake had been taken away and eaten, she jumped up in anger, snatched the cake from Lin Jianguo's hand, and chewed it vigorously in her mouth with a big "ah-oh".

Lin Jianguo looked at Jiang's mother, puzzled, and asked her with his eyes what was going on.

Jiang's mother pointed at her daughter who was eating a sugar pancake and said, "You took her treat, of course she's angry with you. Look, it just came out of the pan and she was so eager to eat it that she burned her mouth. After waiting for so long to cool it down, you took it away from her again. Of course she's angry with you."

Lin Jianguo was speechless. This girl sounded a bit silly. She was so good at eating. He hoped she wouldn't be easily lured away by others with delicious food in the future.

Er Ya didn't care how they laughed at her. Filling her stomach was the most important thing. She drank a bowl of malted milk powder and ate a sugar pancake before she was full. She patted her round belly and secretly took some scallion pancakes to feed Da Hei.

As soon as Dahei saw Erya coming over, it wagged its tail anxiously and barked twice: "What did you bring me? Bring it to me quickly, I want to eat, I want to eat!" It knew that as soon as Erya came over, she must have brought it something delicious.

Er Ya fed the pancake in her hand to it. Seeing that it was eating with relish and no longer caring about playing with her, she ignored it and went back to the pigpen. Now the two pigs were separated, otherwise they would have fought too fiercely for food.

Moreover, they often kicked over the pig feed that Jiang's mother had painstakingly prepared for them because of fighting over food. Lin Jianguo, who was eager to protect his wife, resolutely separated the two of them, putting each of them in a pigpen, to see how they could fight over food then.

The pig that was sick before is now completely recovered and has gained a lot of weight, weighing about thirty or forty pounds. Pigs are such good animals; they just eat and sleep all day long, and then they just wait to grow fat and strong.

After teasing the pig for a while, it quickly finished a bowl of pig feed and lay down on the ground to fall asleep.

I went outside and picked some tender grass to feed the little rabbits.

Er Ya had almost digested the food in her stomach. After telling Jiang's mother, she went to her room to sleep. Covered with a new quilt, Er Ya fell into a sweet sleep. In her dream, she dreamed of some delicious food, and a string of drool dripped from the corner of her mouth.

The next morning, before Er Ya was fully awake, she heard someone calling her from outside, "Er Ya, Er Ya."

After dawdling for a while, she opened the door and saw Lin Xiao. She quickly invited him in, rubbing her sleepy eyes and saying listlessly, "Brother Lin Xiao, why are you up so early?"

Lin Xiao said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Er Ya, did I disturb your sleep?"

Er Ya was the luckiest. He was woken up by his mother before dawn and had already chopped three bundles of firewood and gone home. He couldn't wait any longer, so he ran to Er Ya's house to call her.

Er Ya couldn't really say that she was woken up, so she quickly said, "No, no, Brother Lin Xiao, I've already gotten up. I don't sleep in. What do you want to see me so early in the morning?"

To be continued!