Lin Yan fell asleep in a daze. Before he fell into deep sleep, he felt like he had forgotten something.

At the hour of Mao, Zhao Shiyun slowly woke up. He usually got up at this time to make tofu, so he was used to it. He turned to look at Lin Yan, who was breathing deeply and still soundly asleep. He quietly got up and put on his clothes, but still woke Lin Yan.

Lin Yan turned over sleepily and asked, "What time is it?"

"It's just the middle of the morning, you should sleep a little longer." Zhao Shiyun patted the quilt, opened the door and went out.

Lin Yan fell asleep again after a while. When he woke up again, half an hour had passed. He sat up, rubbed his eyes, yawned, and stared at the curtain in a daze with hazy eyes.

"Oh, zongzi!" Suddenly remembering the zongzi he made last night, Lin Yan was so scared that he quickly put on his shoes, grabbed his coat and ran out.

Zhao Shiyun was grinding beans. Seeing him rush out in a hurry, he hurriedly said, "Slow down. Why are you running so fast?"

"Zongzi." Lin Yan uttered those two words and rushed into the tofu shop without stopping, leaving Zhao Shiyun's hand stretched out to stop him. Inside the tofu shop, he saw his father simmering a pot of soy milk. He looked around but couldn't see any zongzi, so he had to return to the yard.

Zhao Shiyun raised his hand and pointed at the backpack and dustpan in the yard. "I took them out last night and took them out this morning to control the water. Look, they're all here."

Lin Yan patted his chest, genuinely startled. He scooped up some water to wash up and prepare to make noodles for breakfast. Mom had been up for a while and was kneading the dough. "Mom, leave some dough for me so I can make some noodles."

"Okay, I was also preparing to eat noodles, so I kneaded it a little more, but I haven't had time to steam the pumpkin yet." Li Yuemei kneaded the dough, cut out a piece and set it aside.

"I won't be steaming today. I'll take the steamer from home and put it next to me to steam some hot rice dumplings to sell." I made a lot of rice dumplings, and I estimate that they can be sold for two or three days. After work, I will have enough time to buy ingredients.

"Ai."

Yesterday I picked a few eggplants and made a stir-fry to use with noodles. We don't usually eat noodle soup at home, but today, a bowl of noodles with a spoonful of chili warms me up and beats the morning chill. In the summer, I'll make cold noodles to keep the heat away. If I start serving this dish at the restaurant, it's sure to be a big seller.

The dough was still rising, so Lin Yan processed the eggplants first. Since there were many people in the family and their appetites were big, he took four long eggplants, washed them, cut them in half, and then cut them into dice. He put them in a bowl, sprinkled a little salt on them, and marinated them for about a quarter of an hour to remove the moisture from the eggplants. Then he squeezed out the moisture and set aside.

Mince garlic and ginger, and cut red chili peppers into rings. In a small bowl, combine soy sauce, sugar, and salt, and mix well to create a sauce.

Put a spoonful of lard into the pot and melt it. When the oil is hot, add minced garlic, minced ginger and red pepper and stir-fry until fragrant.

Pour in the eggplant and stir-fry until it becomes soft. Pour in the prepared sauce and keep stir-frying to evenly coat the eggplant with the sauce. Cook until the sauce thickens and turn off the heat.

Seeing that Lin Yan's eggplants were almost done, Li Yuemei rolled out the fermented dough and cut it into thin noodles. Lin Yan placed the eggplants in a large bowl and scrubbed the pot clean with a brush made of straw. He then scooped out the dirty water and added an appropriate amount of clean water. Once the water boiled, he added the noodles. Once cooked, he removed them, drained them, and placed them in five bowls. Daddy and Shi Yun's bowls were already overflowing.

Pour the prepared eggplant sauce on the noodles and sprinkle with chopped green onions.

Yu Ge'er rubbed his eyes and went into the kitchen, "I haven't even gotten up yet and I'm already intoxicated by this aroma."

Li Yuemei smiled and said, "Go wash up, or it will be cold later."

"Well, I'll go right away."

The family sat together, mixing noodles, trying to coat every strand with eggplant sauce. Zhao Shiyun dug a little chili into the noodle soup, and as it was mixed, the spicy aroma hit him. He took a sip, and the soft, cooked eggplant mixed with the chili sauce was truly irresistible.

After becoming pregnant, Lin Yan ate less spicy food, but it was not impossible for him to eat it. He scooped a little and mixed it with the food. After taking a bite, he felt his appetite was whetted. "I should also fry an egg with it. It will definitely be delicious."

"Brother Yan, do you want it? I'll go fry it." Li Yuemei wanted to get up after saying that.

"No need, just eat this. I'm afraid I'd feel too full with just one bowl."

Li Yuemei sat down again and said with a smile: "If you can't finish it, let Shi Yun finish it for you."

"Ah, you're treating me like a good-for-nothing." Zhao Shiyun joked.

"You eat so much every day, how can you not be a glutton?" Li Yuemei glanced at Zhao Qiming, "You two, father and son, are the same."

Zhao Qiming didn't dare to respond. Why did they suddenly bring this matter into his hands again?