Lin Qinghuan looked at Wei Xiao, who was standing still, and smiled as she gently nudged him. "You can go out and chat with Grandpa. You don't need to stay here with me. Aunt Li can help out here."

Wei Xiao looked at Lin Qinghuan with a smile in his eyes before turning and leaving the kitchen.

Aunt Li killed the grass carp, put the cleaned fish on the stove, and then went to wash the tofu and bean sprouts.

Lin Qinghuan deboned the whole fish, sliced ​​the fish meat, and arranged the fish slices on a plate. Then she picked up the beef and pork, washed them, sliced ​​them, and arranged them on a plate.

Lin Qinghuan saw Aunt Li standing aside watching her chop vegetables. She picked up the dried bean curd sticks, rinsed them with water, cut them into sections, and put them in a sieve. She turned to Aunt Li standing aside and said, "Aunt Li, can you help me fry the dried bean curd sticks until they are golden brown?"

Aunt Li said with some reluctance, "Isn't this too wasteful of oil? The dried bean curd sticks taste good even without frying."

Aunt Li smiled and said nonchalantly, "It's not a waste. The oil used to fry the tofu skin can be used to stir-fry other dishes."

Aunt Li was just a maid, and she was only saying it casually. When she heard Lin Qinghuan say that, she didn't say anything more and quickly started working.

Lin Qinghuan sliced ​​the tofu, took out the divided hot pot and washed it clean. She ladled the soup from the other pot into the divided hot pot and poured in her own special spicy broth.

Aunt Li looked at the hot pot, one side filled with milky white broth and the other with red broth. It looked so tempting that her mouth watered, and she couldn't help but swallow.

Seeing that Aunt Li had finished frying the dried bean curd, Lin Qinghuan carried the gas cylinder and gas stove to the dining room herself, while Aunt Li helped carry out the hot pot and the ingredients for the hot pot.

Grandpa Lin led Grandma Wei and the others into the house, and they were immediately drawn in by the delicious aroma wafting from the dining room. Aunt Wei sniffed twice and exclaimed in surprise, "It smells so good!"

Wei Xiao smiled slightly and said, "Qing Huan has prepared hot pot to treat everyone. The soup is very delicious, so everyone must eat more later."

Lin Qinghuan arranged the dishes to be cooked and was about to leave the restaurant to see if Grandma Wei and the others had arrived when she saw Grandma Wei and Grandpa Lin walk into the restaurant. Even Wei's father came with two bottles of wine, his face beaming with joy, and greeted them with a smile, "Grandma Wei, Uncle, Aunt, Second Aunt, you've arrived!"

As Lin Qinghuan spoke, she walked up to Grandma Wei and helped her to the dining table. Grandpa Lin warmly invited the Wei family to sit down.

Lin Qinghuan looked at Aunt Li standing to the side and said with a smile, "Aunt Li, why don't you sit down and eat with us!"

Looking at the Wei family members, each of them exuded an air of nobility and authority, carrying an imposing aura that made her hesitant to approach. She quickly said, "I'll just have a little something with Old Ding, who takes care of the flowers and fruit trees, later."

Lin Qinghuan noticed that Aunt Li's expression was somewhat uncomfortable, so she didn't press her further.

Lin Qinghuan served food to Grandma Wei, Wei's mother, and Wei's second aunt before sitting down next to Wei Xiao.

Wei Xiao poured wine for his father and grandfather, and also poured a glass for Lin Fu. Lin Fu was flattered and quickly thanked him, "Thank you!"

Wei Xiao smiled calmly, turned his head and whispered to Lin Qinghuan, "Qinghuan, you've worked hard!"

"It's not hard work!" Lin Qinghuan replied.

Lin Qinghuan picked up some beef, pork, and bok choy and put them into the hot pot, saying, "Grandma and Grandpa are getting old, so they can just eat clear broth hot pot. Spicy hot pot is bad for their stomachs, so they should try to avoid it."

Grandma Wei looked at the spicy hot pot base, which was covered with a layer of red oil and bright red chilies. It looked very spicy. She was old and her digestive system was deteriorating. If she ate spicy hot pot, she would definitely end up in the hospital. For the sake of her health, she could only eat clear broth hot pot.

"The meat slices are very thin, they can be eaten after a quick boil." Lin Qinghuan said, picking up a piece of beef with her chopsticks, dipping it in the sauce, and putting it into Grandma Wei's bowl. "Grandma, try it and see how it tastes."

Grandma Wei picked up a piece of beef, chewed it, and then looked at Mr. and Mrs. Wei with bright eyes, saying, "You guys eat, it tastes good."

Mr. Wei and his second aunt both loved spicy food, so they simultaneously dipped their chopsticks into the spicy soup, picked up their favorite dishes, and began to eat heartily.

Grandpa Lin looked regretfully at the food in the spicy hot pot. He used to love spicy food when he was young, but now that he's older, his stomach isn't good and he can't eat spicy food anymore.

Lin Qinghuan placed two pieces of beef on Grandpa Lin's plate and instructed him, "Grandpa, you're getting old, so eat something light. Don't ruin your health for the sake of your appetite."

Grandpa Lin reluctantly withdrew his gaze and resignedly ate the food Lin Qinghuan had picked up for him.

"Old man Lin, if you want to hold your great-grandson, you'd better get better," Grandma Wei said.

"I'm in good health, and I could live for decades more without any problem," Grandpa Lin said confidently.

Lin Qinghuan often brews ginseng tea and cooks nourishing soups for him, so he is in excellent health and could easily live for several more decades.

Lin Qinghuan picked up a piece of bok choy and put it into Wei Xiao's bowl. "Wei Xiao, the bok choy tastes good. Eat a little more."

Wei Xiao glanced at Lin Qinghuan, picked up a piece of bok choy and put it in his mouth. After finishing, he picked up another piece with his chopsticks and said with a smile, "It's smooth and refreshing, with a light sweetness. The taste is really good. I've never eaten such delicious bok choy before."

After hearing Wei Xiao's words, Wei's mother and father also reached for the bok choy with their chopsticks.

Wei Xiao smiled and looked at his parents, asking, "Isn't it delicious?"

Mr. and Mrs. Wei nodded in unison, and Mr. Wei praised, "It really is delicious."

Aunt Wei and Lin Fu also curiously picked up a piece of bok choy. Even if it tastes good, it probably can't be as good as beef, right?

Lin Qinghuan smiled proudly. Of course, the bok choy planted in the space was delicious. Some people could never taste such delicious bok choy in their entire lives.

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