Old Mrs. Wang looked at the old lady sitting opposite her, who had only a few teeth left and was eating the melt-in-your-mouth pig's trotters with squinting eyes happily. She was so angry that her heart ached.
But after the little fat boy finished chewing a piece of pig's trotter, he shouted again: "Grandma, I want more, the pig's trotter is so delicious!"
"What do you want? Do I look like a pig's trotter?" Old Mrs. Wang's face darkened, but she still scooped two spoonfuls of soybeans ready for broth and mixed them into the rice, saying, "This is all I have. If you like, eat it. If you don't, forget it."
The little fat boy took the bowl with a wronged look on his face, but as soon as he took a bite, his eyes lit up and he started to eat rice in big mouthfuls.
Seeing this, Old Mrs. Wang also put a spoonful of soybeans into her mouth.
Although the soybeans still look intact, they have actually been stewed until they are soft and have absorbed the broth from the pig's trotters.
You don't need to use your teeth at all, just take a sip with the tip of your tongue and it will melt in your mouth.
The aroma of beans mixed with the broth from the pig's trotters is so delicious when it's hot.
It is especially suitable for older people like her who have bad teeth.
Just as Mrs. Wang closed her eyes to enjoy this delicious bite, she suddenly thought, if even soybeans can be cooked so deliciously, how delicious must the pig's trotters be?
Thinking of this, she immediately glanced towards the table and saw the bone that her grandson had not yet finished chewing. She quietly picked it up and took a bite. Even the meat residue on the bone was so delicious.
Ye Hua watched every move of Old Lady Wang and it took her a long time to hold back her laughter.
At this time, in the west wing, because the fat boy was taken away, two more hard dishes were served. All the children, regardless of age, were as well-behaved as the golden boys and jade girls in front of the Bodhisattva. No one dared to make a noise or cry, and they all waited obediently for Mrs. Jiang to distribute the pig's trotters to them.
Mrs. Jiang still remembered what Ye Hua had just told her, so she put the extra pig's trotter left after the fat boy left into Ye Xianglei's bowl.
Ye Xianglei also acted like an elder, and as if to make up for the mistake of leaving Qingtian to Xiao Ling'er, he patiently took care of Qingtian's food.
He fed each dish to Qingtian first, and only after she had taken two bites did he start eating the rest.
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