After she dies, the house will definitely be inherited by her nephews, but they probably won't live in it in the short term.
Then those things she stocked up yesterday would just go bad if they were left in the house... What a pity! If those things could be brought to this day and age, she would be considered wealthy, right?
"Fishball?" Peng San Tiao slowly pronounced the name and licked his lips unconsciously.
"Well, San Tiao, do you want some fish balls?"
Fish balls are something that fishermen near the coast can make, and islanders make them every Chinese New Year because everyone in their family loves them. Cheng Zhenzhu makes extra for every Chinese New Year.
Peng Santiao nodded slightly, "I do."
"Can you eat those three by yourself?" Zhang Siyu pointed at the pot, "Mom, fry some sweet potato leaves. I'll heat the pot soon!"
Peng Sandiao bit his lip, as if thinking.
Zhang Siyu didn't rush him and waited for him to think about it slowly.
After a long while, Peng San Tiao reached out and grabbed the chopsticks, "Ji Ji, I want fish balls."
Haha, he's so young, and his pronunciation isn't even clear. He still only speaks a few words together, not a complete sentence. But he's only two years old, and he's already doing pretty well.
"Okay." Zhang Siyu touched the little guy's head, watched him hold the chopsticks in both hands, and slowly put his mouth to take a small bite, then asked. "Three strips, is it delicious?"
"So delicious~" Peng Sandiao took another small bite, his eyes shining with joy.
Zhang Siyu turned back with satisfaction and continued cooking.
The fire was still burning, so she had only scooped some water into the pot. Now the water was boiling hot. Zhang Siyu quickly scooped out some hot water, then added some cold water to rinse the pot thoroughly.
"Mom, I'm back!"
Hearing the clear and loud voice, Zhang Yu looked back and saw a small black man suddenly appear at the kitchen door, just as tall as the door handle.
The little black boy had a dark face, a pair of big eyes gleaming under his thick eyebrows, and he was holding a big crab in his hand, like a king returning from victory. "Mom, I found a big crab, it's super big!"
After saying that, the kid sniffed his nose and fixed his gaze on Peng San Tiao, "Brother, what delicious food are you eating? It smells so good!"
"Yuyu, it's so delicious. Let me cool it down." Peng San Tiao replied to his second brother happily.
The little kid was the second son of the Peng family, Peng Ertiao.
The child's dark and round face has a pointed and upturned nose, and with a pair of big, twinkling eyes, he looks energetic and festive.
"Our Ertiao found a crab. It's so big, it's amazing!" Zhang Siyu's eyes lit up when she saw the crab in Peng Ertiao's hand, which was baring its claws and fangs.
This crab is really big, it looks like it weighs more than one kilogram.
Mom was actually praising him? Peng Ertiao stared at his mother with his dark eyes, his little face blank.
After Dad went to the sea, Mom always liked to watch him and his brothers sigh, and she didn't say much, let alone praise him...
A crab weighing over a pound must be very fat! Zhang Siyu suddenly realized something wonderful: she seemed to be able to enjoy seafood freely here! "Er Tiao, put the crabs in the bucket. I'll see if I can make something to eat tomorrow. Wash your hands and face first and get ready to eat."
"Okay!" Peng Ertiao threw the big crab into the bucket, washed his hands and wiped his face happily, and when he was done he tugged at his mother's clothes and said, "Mom, I want to eat it with chopsticks like my brother."
"Okay, I'll give you a big one." Zhang Siyu satisfied the little baby.
"Thank you, Mom! It's delicious!" Peng Ertiao took the chopsticks and took a bite, his face beaming. Mom didn't seem to be in a bad mood today, so he was a happy Ertiao~
He will not be happy if his mother is suffering.
"You're welcome." Zhang Siyu was very happy that someone praised her cooking. "If it tastes good, eat more. Do you think my brother has finished eating? Give him another piece."
"Of course not, my brother eats very slowly and he licks it very slowly..." He knew it all without looking back.
Peng San Tiao: "Brother, I want more~~~~"
Peng Ertiao turned around in disbelief when he heard his brother's murmuring voice, only to see his brother holding an empty chopstick in his little hand and biting it with a "crunching" sound.
Peng Ertiao widened his eyes. When did his brother start eating so fast?
Oh, he got it! It must be because Mom cooked so deliciously today! Peng Ertiao took the chopsticks and skewered a piece. "Here, give it to me."
"Catch, catch~" Peng Sandiao's round eyes glanced at the fried fish pieces stuffed into his hands, and a dozen small teeth began to work hard.
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