After breakfast in the morning, Xiaoguo started to prepare, marinating the duck with salt, five-spice powder, pepper powder that she ground herself, and ginger slices.

After lunch, I put the marinated duck in hot water for about 20 seconds, then took it out and drained it. I poured honey and rice vinegar into a bowl and mixed them evenly. I brushed the duck’s surface with the mixture five times. After each brushing, I placed it in a ventilated place to dry, then brushed it again, and repeated the process.

This method of roasting duck was taught to her by her father, and the taste is also recognized by her whole family.

Looking at Zhuangzhuang who was jumping around him, Xiao Guo was overwhelmed. "Baby, can you promise me a question?"

"Mom said." Zhuangzhuang stopped, looked up at her and said.

"Can you please be quiet for a while?"

Xiaoguo didn't want to say that, but who could stop Zhuangzhuang from being overly excited?

"I can't help it either." Zhuangzhuang looked innocent. He really couldn't bear it any longer. He deliberately didn't eat much at lunch just for the roast duck in the evening.

Xiao Guo really didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This child is becoming more and more of a foodie. But then again, having a supportive person at home makes cooking more fun!

"Come on, little cat, bring me the rack with the hooks."

"Okay~"

Zhuangzhuang’s fun right now is running errands for Xiaoguo. As long as he runs fast enough, the duck will cook faster!

Xiaoguo hooked the thoroughly dried roast duck onto the special hook that Zhuangzhuang brought over, and the two roast ducks were neatly placed side by side.

Turn on the heated oven, move the charcoal aside, put the roast duck in, and place a large plate underneath to prevent the duck fat from dripping into the oven.

Then quickly cover it to prevent too much heat from escaping.

After the duck was put in, Xiaoguo went back to the kitchen to clean up the battlefield, putting everything that needed to be washed and put away neatly.

Then he kneaded a large piece of dough in a basin, which he would use to steam the dough skin. After finishing the preparations, Xiaoguo prepared to go back to the house and wait for the roast duck to come out of the pot.

But Zhuangzhuang was reluctant to leave the oven. Xiaoguo called him several times but to no avail, so he had to be dragged back into the house by force.

It's so cold, why not stay indoors? It's fun to go out and freeze.

"Mom, I'll come back in a minute."

"no."

Xiaoguo pulled him into the house with all her strength, while Zhuangzhuang tried desperately to back away. She could only use all her strength to pull him back into the house, but in the end she broke out in sweat on her back.

After playing in the house for a long time, until it got dark and the roast duck was almost cooked, Xiaoguo returned to the kitchen, divided the dough into small portions, rolled it into the size of dumpling skins, spread oil in the middle, and stacked them up layer by layer, spreading a layer of oil on each layer, and then rolled it with a rolling pin after stacking them together. After it was done, he steamed it in a pot.

Afterwards, I took the green onions that Zhuangzhuang had wrapped for me, cut them into thin strips until they were white, and put them on a plate, saving them for wrapping the roast duck later.

"Mom, is the roast duck ready?"

Zhuangzhuang was already standing by with the plate in hand, unable to wait.

"Okay, let's go."

Xiaoguo arranged the last handful of shredded green onions, and then took Zhuangzhuang with her to get the roast duck.

As soon as the oven lid was opened, the aroma wafted over along with the hot steam. The two of them hid while smelling the unique aroma of the roast duck.

"Wow, mom, this smells so good!"

Zhuangzhuang was jumping happily, and Xiaoguo was also very happy. It seemed that the grill was very powerful.

Xiaoguo, wearing the oven gloves she had sewn herself, reached in and carefully pulled out the iron rack for hanging the ducks. Two roast ducks, which had become greasy from being baked at high temperatures, came out of the oven, with the skin still sizzling with hot oil. Zhuangzhuang couldn't help but want to grab a bite when he heard it.

One of them held the roast duck rack, and the other ran in front to lift the curtain.

Back in the kitchen, Xiaoguo first took the duck off the hook, then took a roast duck and placed it on a plate that had been prepared on the side, and then took a stack of dough from the steamer and placed it next to the duck.

"Zhuangzhuang, go for a run."

"Okay, Mom, you have to wait for me. We agreed on this."

Xiao Guo smiled and said, "No problem!"

Only after hearing this did Zhuangzhuang take the roast duck out.

When they arrived at Mrs. Yang's door, Zhuangzhuang had no time to knock on the door, so he could only knock on the door with his feet and head.

Fortunately, Mrs. Yang was watering the yard, so she could hear the noise. Otherwise, Zhuangzhuang would not have heard anything even if he had knocked on the door for a long time.

"I'm coming."

Mrs. Yang put down the basin and went to open the door. As soon as she opened the door, she smelled a fragrance, "Wow!"

He immediately took over the shaky roast duck, shook his arms, and finally felt relieved.

"Auntie, the roast duck has been delivered. I'll be leaving now."

After saying that, Zhuangzhuang ignored Mrs. Yang's shouting, thinking about the roast duck at home, and ran back as fast as the wind.

Mrs. Yang looked at the little man leaving helplessly, then lowered her head to smell the fragrant roast duck.

She asked why Xiaoguo suddenly asked her to eat a little later yesterday and cut some scallions for later use. It turned out that it was because of this delicious food.

Mrs. Yang couldn't wait to bring the roast duck back to the house, and called out to her family members to come out for dinner.

When Zhuangzhuang returned home, he was so happy when he saw Xiaoguo had a whole roast duck waiting for him that he jogged just to catch up with his mother and watch her cut the roast duck.

"Let's get started!"

Xiao Guo took the knife and, under Zhuang Zhuang's expectant eyes, chopped off the duck head and neck first and placed them on the plate. Then, with a set of skillful knife skills, he sliced ​​the duck and put the meat and bones on two plates respectively.

The dishes were brought to the table in plates by Zhuangzhuang, while Xiaoguo took a small bowl and poured bean paste from the jar to dip the roast duck in.

This is the bean paste made by Aunt Yang's mother-in-law. She made a jar of it and brought a jar of it to Xiaoguo. I have to say, Aunt Yang is really good at making bean paste. It is salty and fragrant. It is delicious whether used as a spread or dip, or stir-fried or stewed.

"Eat!"

Xiaoguo brought the bean paste and placed it on the table, then sat down and announced that the meal was ready before Zhuangzhuang could drool.

There were two plates of duck meat and duck bones on the table, both of which were quite large. Xiaoguo felt pressured just by looking at them, but Zhuangzhuang felt no pressure at all and was ready to eat as soon as he took off his coat.

The duck skin is still crispy and rich in fat because it is just out of the pan. The duck meat is wrapped in dough and served with shredded green onions and sauce. It is very satisfying to eat one bite at a time.

Xiaoguo didn't have a big appetite, so he ate a few pieces and stopped, lowering his head to drink his corn porridge. Zhuangzhuang was still eating, his little mouth was shiny from eating, which made Xiaoguo scared. He hoped that such a small belly would explode again.

So Xiaoguo stopped Zhuangzhuang in a strong way and told him not to eat anymore. At first he protested and said he could still do it, but Xiaoguo's firm attitude made Zhuangzhuang obey.

If you don’t want to eat it, then don’t eat it. Eat it tomorrow.

Even so, Xiaoguo was still worried. After returning to the house, she saw his round belly. She felt bad for Zhuangzhuang. She wondered how much he had eaten.

It's a theorem that you'll feel sleepy after eating. The same goes for Zhuangzhuang. He hasn't been back in the room for long when he starts groping to climb into bed. Xiaoguo sees him and doesn't let him go. He wants to go to bed after eating so much. Hurry up and exercise!

Zhuangzhuang was twisting and turning on the ground unwillingly. Seeing him like this, Xiaoguo got out of bed and came down to exercise with him. With Xiaoguo's company, Zhuangzhuang was no longer reluctant, but very active instead.

Even so, before going to bed, Xiaoguo found a handful of dried hawthorns for Zhuangzhuang to eat.

Hawthorn helps digestion. If he eats more of it, he won’t have trouble sleeping at night.

Zhuangzhuang knew that Xiaoguo was doing this for his own good, so even though he didn't like hawthorns, he still ate them.

Xiaoguo felt relieved only after seeing him finish eating. After he fell asleep thoroughly, she carefully tucked his quilt in tightly. After doing all this, she went to sleep too.