After the two came back, the Zhang family returned to its former bustle.

"Let's have barbecue tonight?" Although the weather was cold, the feeling of being together made them feel warm.

"Okay." Anyway, the New Year's goods at home have been prepared.

Not to mention eating barbecue, it’s more than enough to even serve several tables.

Bai Rong was not a stingy person, so she made the decision directly.

Zhang Weiguo also has a holiday.

The men in the family are all at home, so the task of preparing the ingredients and meat is left to them.

Ruan Mengmeng lit the fire and boiled a pot of sour plum juice.

She prepared it herself using traditional Chinese medicine.

The ingredients include black plum, hawthorn, tangerine peel, licorice, osmanthus, rock sugar, etc.

The sour plum juice tastes sour and sweet, which is very much to her taste.

Ever since she discovered this recipe, she hasn't been able to stop.

Every time she eats hot pot or barbecue, she cooks a big pot.

Today is no exception.

When Ruan Mengmeng came out with the sour plum juice, the meat skewers on bamboo skewers were already sizzling with oil on the charcoal fire in the yard.

The meat is marinated with white vinegar.

The aroma of meat and seasoning have blended together.

After being roasted over charcoal fire, it emits a charming aroma that makes people drool unconsciously.

"Come, one cup each." She handed the sour plum juice on the tray to Bai Rong and others.

Except for Ma Dahe who drank white wine, everyone else here drank plum juice like her.

Although Zhang Sinian and his son are men, they hardly ever drink.

"Mengmeng, come and sit down." Bai Rong pushed the small stool next to her.