Yan Funing looked at the fish in the pot. The burnt parts were black. She scraped the meat with a spatula and found a lot of blood where it was connected to the bones.
"It's not very tasty anymore. I need to cook it again. It's not even cooked through," she said. "Once it's cooked, the burnt smell gets into the fish. It tastes terrible."
Fu Ciyi said, "Then don't do it."
Yan Funing looked at the four processed fish in the basin on the stove.
"These four are enough for us to eat. Besides, we have a big pot of fried tofu and braised pork for lunch."
She opened the lid of the pot and showed it to them.
Fu Nanyao and Fu Beimo stretched their necks to look, and sure enough, they saw their favorite fried tofu and braised pork, and they both felt relieved.
"The juice in the meat tofu has frozen now. It's delicious." Yan Funing took a pair of chopsticks, took three soup bowls, and put two pieces of fried tofu into each. "You guys can eat."
Fu Beimo first went to get a pair of chopsticks, picked up a soup bowl and walked away.
Fu Nanyao sucked her saliva, took a pair of chopsticks and a soup bowl, and stood opposite Fu Beimo.
The brother and sister smiled at each other and enjoyed their meal.
Yan Funing looked at Fu Ciyi staring at the black fish in the pot, stunned.
Then he put the chopsticks and bowl in his hands and said, "Eat."
Fu Ciyi came back to his senses and thought that she was just like his brother said, always thinking about them eating, so he picked up a piece of fried tofu and fed her.
Yan Funing smiled: "Giving me food again?"
Fu Ciyi nodded.
She opened her mouth and bit off the fried tofu, then went about dealing with the burnt fish.
Seeing her quick movements, Fu Ciyi couldn't help but pick up the remaining piece of fried tofu in the bowl and put it into his mouth.
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