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It's snowing.
The bright reflection outside the window can be seen from inside the house.
Hua Ziqiang stewed a pot of mutton soup and served a bowl to each of his younger brother and sister - the mutton was a reward for a series of quests.
The first time, the series of tasks rewarded him with the skill of making pasta, and the subsequent tasks became making various pasta, and the rewards were flour and meat.
In such cold weather, it is perfect to have a bowl of hot and fragrant mutton soup, but he stews the soup mainly for making mutton noodles.
Hua Zhengliu said, "Brother, the noodles you make are getting more and more delicious!"
"Yeah?"
Hua Ziqiang was very happy to hear this, and he started pulling the noodles with his hands, clapping them as he went, and his movements were rhythmic.
I have to say that he has some talent in cooking. He can quickly master any method taught by the gods.
As he put the pulled noodles into the pot to cook, he called out to his younger sister and brother who were making snowmen outside:
"Come in for a meal!"
The mutton soup was placed on the table to cool. The two youngest ones thought it was too hot and wanted to let it cool down for a while before eating. It was very cold and the soup was no longer steaming.
However, Hua Ziqiang asked his aunt to make a small stove for him, and the mutton soup continued to cook in the small stove. The aroma had already drifted far outside the house.
He no longer needs to hide the fact that he eats meat. After all, everyone knows that his aunt is the daughter-in-law of the old Hua family.
Isn't it normal for an aunt to look after her nephew and make his life better?
The two little ones ran in, their faces and ears were red from the cold. They opened their mouths and exhaled a puff of air.
"Okay, I want to drink soup first!"
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