With her grandfather's approval, Song Yining did it when they weren't looking.
Taking advantage of the fact that it was just the grandfather and granddaughter, Song Yining took out many things from her own space.
These are all things you can find on the black market now. They even brought out half a sheep, still warm.
Grandpa Song looked at Song Yining with annoyance, realizing he had presented himself with a major problem.
He quickly put it in the corner room, and after Zhang Lan came over, the old man hurriedly went out.
Seeing her father-in-law rushing out, Zhang Lan assumed something had happened up ahead.
Seeing that her grandfather had already left through the back door, Song Yining felt relieved.
She should have no problem eating Guozi tonight.
The old man dressed himself up and then slowly went out.
Actually, it was just on the street corner. I waited for a while before hurrying back.
After returning through the back door, he took the things Song Yining had given him and went to find his wife.
Grandma Song saw that her husband had taken out a variety of rare ingredients.
When I saw half a leg of lamb, I didn't know what to say.
"Why are you going out in this weather? You're not even this old yet, and you don't even know to let the brat help you. Next time you go out, have them come with you."
"It's nothing, it's just an acquaintance I ran into last time. He helped me bring it to the alley entrance, so I'll just pick it up when it's time. It's perfectly safe and doesn't weigh much."
"That's good. The roads are still slippery today."
"Yes, they're all long-time customers, they know what's going on, no problem."
Seeing that the tremor had subsided, the old man quickly continued speaking.
"Old lady, we have a lot of people tonight, so let's use this lamb leg to make a not-too-spicy hot pot for Ningning."
The child was so craving it that he just wanted to eat it, so I told them to save us a leg of lamb.
"Okay, then prepare a mild-flavored pot for Ningning. Everyone's been wanting something hot and comforting today."
After finishing his business, the old man hurried to Song Yining's courtyard.
Seeing his grandfather come over looking relaxed, he knew that tonight's hot pot was all set.
Mo Yuming had a rare break this afternoon, so he came over to take a look around.
I found that everyone in my family was here, and it was quite lively. It just so happened that my younger brother and sister-in-law made a spicy hot pot today.
Everyone is really looking forward to it now, feeling that each time they eat it, they get a different experience.
"Looks like I had a good rest today; I can eat my fill now."
"When have I ever missed out on food?"
"I've been so busy lately that I haven't had a proper meal. It's rare to have hot pot today, so I'm just saying this!"
Mo Yuming also took some time to come over today, since his family consists of elderly people and children.
My sister-in-law is heavily pregnant and we don't know when she'll go into labor, so now all the families have moved here to live together.
To make it easier to take care of Song Yining and Fu Lingyao, who are new mothers.
This afternoon she was really looking forward to the hot pot dinner, thankfully there was a small kitchen in her yard.
So that Song Yining could eat without worry, they basically cooked here.
There were more people at home that night, so we cooked three pots, and it was chilly outside.
The house was steaming hot from the hot pot, and everyone was enjoying their favorite dishes.
The spiciness in the pot has been brought out, making it incredibly spicy and numbing.
Song Yining could only smell the aroma; the fragrance emanating from the pot was soothing to her taste buds.
Song Yining felt very comfortable eating the clear soup with a hint of spice floating on top.
Everyone enjoyed the hot pot meal very much, and after finishing, everyone had a thin layer of sweat on their foreheads.
Fu Lingyao and the Pisces man ate together for the New Year, but she still had to breastfeed her child, so she could only eat light meals.
Now, Song Yining and I are staring nakedly at the two hot pots over there, only able to smell the aroma to satisfy our cravings.
"When I'm no longer breastfeeding, I definitely want to eat your spicy hot pot to make up for not being able to have it now."
Everyone understood when they heard that; as a mother, one has to consider many things.
After eating their fill, everyone sat on their benches, not wanting to move.
"It's so comforting to eat like this today with the snow falling. Sister, you really know how to eat!" Song Zechen rubbed his stomach after finishing his meal.
"Yes, it's really nice to sit by the pot and eat on a snowy day," Grandpa Mo remarked.
"Then you should try to get us some more next time. I feel it's especially comforting to eat in winter; it warms you up instantly." Mo Ersao Feng Xia said to her husband, Mo Yuming.
"Well, the end of the year is approaching, and there are a lot of sheep being slaughtered down here. I'll try to find a way to get one more slaughtered for us."
Mo Yuming had just finished speaking when he heard his son talking about his father's great achievements.
"I still don't expect anything from my dad's wishes, because they've never come true." Mo Lao Si, Mo Chen Song, said sullenly about his father.
The fifth child sat quietly to one side, also watching his father.
Mo Yuming felt embarrassed by what was said, because he had been in the military when his child was young.
Now that I've been transferred to civilian work, I've been busy traveling around and haven't really had a chance to spend much time with them.
We spend less and less time with them, and thus neglect their growth.
The children in the family all lived in the compound, and they all played together, so they gradually got used to it.
No one can compare to anyone else; that's how soldiers are. A mission can last anywhere from a few days to half a year or even a year.
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