After the meal, they really did carefully chop several bowls of fillings: pickled cabbage and pork, pickled cabbage and mutton, venison and onion, pork and cabbage, pork and radish, mutton and radish. Bowls of fillings were laid out on the table, with bottles and jars of seasonings next to them.
Jian Dan's eyes widened in astonishment.
"No, bro, how many are you planning to buy?"
In the kitchen, Cheng Rui had already repeated what he had said on the way to Cheng An. Cheng An was thoughtful and wise, and he had actually known this for a long time. However, when his parents were mentioned, his mood became a little heavy.
They all knew about the farce in the Northwest and the inside story of their father's arrival. While feeling heartbroken for their father, they also felt sorry for their parents suffering on the border.
"Hehe, sis, we'll wrap them, we'll wrap them, but you'll have to make the filling,"
Jian Dan didn't feel bad about the item, but seeing the child's expression, she sighed inwardly. Children are best when they are with their parents.
She naturally couldn't bear to dampen the child's enthusiasm.
"Okay, finally I've been put to use. Let me see, what kind of fillings are these?"
Cheng Rui introduced with great interest,
"Pickled cabbage and pork, pickled cabbage and mutton, venison and onion, pork and cabbage, pork and radish, mutton and radish,"
He sighed, sounding rather disappointed.
“My mom’s favorite food is steamed dumplings with beef and radish filling. I remember two years ago, a cow in the next village broke its leg and was being sold at the market. My mom bought half a pound of beef and made cornmeal dumplings for us. In the end, she gave us all the meat and drank the wild vegetable soup herself, saying that the wild vegetable soup tasted like beef.”
Cheng An's smile vanished, and he sat down on the bench without a word.
"I was so naive back then, I thought Mom really didn't like eating meat,"
The rest is self-evident. Now they understand their parents' intentions, and it's normal for the two children to feel sad.
Jian Dan had never spent time with her parents in either her past or present life, so it was impossible for her to truly empathize with them. However, thinking about it, she could understand their feelings.
"Then why don't you make beef and radish?"
"ah?"
Cheng Rui, his eyes red-rimmed, looked up, then scratched his head.
Do you have any beef at home?
He's been doing most of the cooking lately, and he knows exactly what ingredients are in the house.
Simply and casually picked up the flashlight.
"It's in the snowdrift in the corner, it's normal you didn't see it, I'll go look for it later,"
Cheng Rui cleverly followed behind, acting as a dutiful little follower.
"Hey, okay, sis, I'll bring you the basin."
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