Ning Jing watched Wang Guihua's retreating figure, shook her head with a smile, and seeing that half of the potatoes she had fried earlier had been taken away, she could only wash a few more potatoes and start frying them again.
This time, not only were the potatoes fried, but the sweet potato skins were also peeled off. However, instead of cutting them into long, continuous slices, they were cut into long, finger-thick pieces.
After frying, sprinkle with seasoning and give to the children as a snack.
Then pour the oil out of the pot and set it aside to cool.
Once the oil cools down, any bits of residue that stuck to the food while frying will sink to the bottom.
Then, pour the top layer of oil that has settled and cleared into the oil container, and then the oil can be used for cooking again.
By this time, the oil on the meatballs had been drained.
Place the meatballs in the container, then pour the thin layer of oil that was drained at the bottom into the oil jar.
After finishing these tasks, Ning Jing took off her apron, patted the dust off her arms and clothes, and walked out of the kitchen.
Then, from the courtyard gate, a voice, choked with sobs, called out, "Sister-in-law..."
Upon hearing this, Ning Jing's hand stiffened, and she raised her head with some difficulty. She saw a woman with short, ear-length hair looking at her with tears in her eyes at the doorway.
"Xiuhua...?"
After recognizing the person, Ning Jing excitedly stepped forward, grabbed Fu Xiuhua's hand, and carefully checked her over from head to toe.
Especially the feel of the hands after you get them; Ning Jing can feel the thick layer of calluses on Xiu Hua's palms.
And look at her face, she's only 31 years old, but she already has crow's feet around her eyes.
"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back!"
Ning Jing knew that Xiu Hua must have suffered a lot after she left.
However, all of that is in the past now, and things will only get better from now on.
Xiuhua, whose hand was being held, showed a shy expression.
“Sister-in-law, this is my husband, Zhong Zihua. And this child, her name is Zhong Xueqi, she is 4 years old this year.”
Fu Xiuhua turned her body slightly to the side, revealing her husband and child standing behind her.
"Zihua, this is my sister-in-law, Xueqi, quickly call her aunt."
Zhong Zihua, slender and refined, had a weathered face, but it couldn't hide his scholarly air.
Because he was still wearing black-rimmed glasses, he blinked a few times, bowed somewhat awkwardly to Ning Jing, and called her "Sister-in-law".
After shouting, he tugged at his daughter who was clinging to his leg.
Zhong Xueqi glanced at her father, then at her mother, and finally looked at Ning Jing, who was smiling at her, and called out softly, "Auntie!"
"Oh, what a good girl!"
Upon seeing Zhong Xueqi's adorable appearance, Ning Jing immediately let go of Fu Xiuhua's hand and hugged Zhong Xueqi instead.
"Second sister..."
"Second Aunt..."
As Ning Jing picked up Zhong Xueqi and led Fu Xiuhua and Zhong Zihua into the courtyard, she heard several children run out and shout with surprise when they saw Fu Xiuhua.
Although Fu Xiuhua has not been home for the past few years, Fu Hongxing would show everyone the photos she sent every year during the Spring Festival, so that the children would not forget what Fu Xiuhua looked like because they hadn't seen her for a long time.
When Fu Xiuhua left, the twins already had some memories. Xiao Feng also remembered her second aunt. With the help of photos taken every year, it was not difficult for them to recognize Fu Xiuhua.
As for Fu Xiangdong and his three companions, apart from seeing Xiuhua in photos, this was the first time they had met her in person.
However, this did not hinder their familiarity with Fu Xiuhua at all.
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