"Miss, please eat first. I'll come back to clean up later." Aunt Yang set the table and went back.

"Okay!" Song Jinxiu mentioned to her several times that she didn't have to call her Miss, but unfortunately Aunt Yang still couldn't change it, so Rong Jinxiu simply went along with her.

Anyway, I will be leaving here soon!

The family only bought fresh meat every two or three days. Now that her father was gone, no one went to buy meat anymore. Every winter, her father would order two pigs.

Then ask Aunt Yang to make various bacon, smoked meat, sausages, etc.

Buying fresh meat every day would cause gossip, but buying cured meat would be fine because it is far from the village and no one knows about it.

It can be said that no one except Aunt Yang knows how much meat there is in the house.

On the first day of helping in the kitchen at home, Old Man Song told Aunt Yang that the most important thing is to keep your mouth shut. Fortunately, after all these years, Aunt Yang has never let them down.

Aunt Yang knew very little, after all, every time he made something, Old Man Song would take half of it away to "give it away"

In fact, I just took it out and put it back into the cellar when no one was paying attention, leaving it for my daughter to eat slowly.

"Slurp, it smells so good!" I don't know if it was the greed of the body or the greed of the soul or both.

Song Jinxiu couldn't wait to pick up the bowl and started eating. She ate a mouthful of tofu, a mouthful of vegetables, and a mouthful of rice with great pleasure.

He finished a bowl of rice in no time!

I went into the kitchen to get the second bowl, but found that there was no rice.

No more rice??? What's going on?

Come to think of it, yes, my original body's appetite was as big as a kitten's, and usually half a bowl of rice was a struggle for me.

Aunt Yang steamed a bowl of rice today, which was considered a lot.