The garlic sprouts must have been grown indoors through the window; their vibrant green color is rare for this season, and they look so appetizing!
When Ying Yan returned, he brought a freshly welded barbecue grill and a sack of ingredients.
Ke Meiyu took it; inside, there were actually only two or three kinds of vegetables from the greenhouse. In fact, there are quite a few kinds of vegetables in the greenhouse, but the cycle is very long, so the quantity and variety that can be harvested are not many.
If we really went to pick them, we could get enough of each for the whole family, but it's not quite the best time to harvest them yet, so there's a bit of a shortage.
However, these shortcomings were negligible, so she replaced some of them to make the variety of vegetables more diverse.
Several people roughly processed the ingredients in the kitchen, dividing them into baskets and plates.
When Ke Meiyu and Ying Yan returned with the children, the old man had already lit the bonfire.
First, the old lady set up the pot, poured oil into it, and started frying all sorts of food, such as candies, sweet potato balls, French fries, yam slices, chicken legs, radish balls, lotus root cakes, and crispy pork. Finally, she fried seafood such as fish and shrimp.
The aroma of the fried food was extremely strong, swirling and wafting through the courtyard on the cold east wind.
The elderly couple made many friends at the senior university, so they sent the younger members of their family to visit them.
The children followed suit and wanted to give some food to their classmates as well.
Ke Meiyu and Ying Yan naturally agreed, and made many palm-sized paper bags out of kraft paper, putting some of each item in each bag, so that they could carry them to deliver the goods.
They followed far behind, guarding the area.
The children also politely invited their classmates to their family's bonfire party that evening.
The Ling family could only watch helplessly as the Ke family, like generous spenders, sent out food.
The children couldn't sit still any longer and rushed out in a long line, only to be blocked outside by the tightly closed gate.
They pounded on the door, but received no response. Frustrated, the children pounded on the door even harder.
"What are you doing?" Ying Yan asked coldly as he returned with his wife and children.
"If the door is damaged, will you adults pay for it?"
"Don't you even know whose house this is? How dare you act so arrogantly at my doorstep? Do you really think we can't do anything to the Ling family?"
The kids exchanged glances. They weren't afraid at all. Just like their grandma said, they hadn't done anything too outrageous. Even if the neighborhood committee or the police came over, they wouldn't be able to say anything harsh.
"You installed a door at your house, but it's not for people to knock on!" a mischievous child hummed, mimicking the gesture.
"Give me the food quickly, then leave without knocking." The younger child, focused only on food, said fiercely.
"Yes, if they don't give us food, we'll keep knocking until the end of time. Anyway, we're not strong enough to break the door."
Ying Yan nodded with a smirk, took a long stride, and pounded on the opposite door. "Are there any adults left in the house? They're all dead. You let the kid shamelessly ask for things, three or five times, is it never going to end?"
The people inside didn't respond, pretending not to hear, and figured the people outside would only knock for three to five minutes at most, so they could only leave in a huff.
The mischievous kids watched the commotion while continuing to knock on the Qin family's door.
They only closed the door behind them when they came out, but the gate to the courtyard remained open.
Ke Meiyu stepped forward, placed her fingernail on the window and applied slight pressure. The piercing sound that made her hair stand on end spread out with great penetrating power.
Because she used a talisman, her voice was slightly amplified and accurately reached the ears of everyone in the room.
One or two blows are enough to make someone unbearable, but this torment continued without end, making one feel so uncomfortable that they didn't know how to escape.
Left with no other choice, a daughter-in-law hurried downstairs and opened the door.
"Stop! What exactly do you want?"
Ke Meiyu pointed at the group of unruly children, "Hurry up and take them home, otherwise," she then brandished her claws and scratched the window without hesitation.
The young wife was furious and yelled at the group of children, "Why aren't you home yet? Do you want to freeze to death out here? Do you need any food or clothing at home? You're just being annoying by coming here to bother us!"
"If you don't behave, come back and tell your parents, and they'll beat you with a feather duster."
The children exchanged glances, then saw the looks in their mothers' eyes from behind the windows, and had no choice but to stomp their feet and return home in a huff.
They could only peer out of their windows from their homes, watching the lively bonfire feast across the street, not knowing what was blowing, but all the aromas were wafting into their nostrils.
The children were already hungry, and they were at a stage where they were growing, so their stomachs were already rumbling.
When they get hungry, the children become restless and noisy, demanding meat, candy, and fried meatballs, creating quite a commotion. One child's outburst is followed by the others, the noise almost enough to lift the roof off.
To appease the children, the Ling family had no choice but to cook some meat for them.
The children were very good at pushing their luck. As if they had figured out the adults' temper, they started crying and demanding all kinds of fried food.
It wasn't until the men of the Ling family returned that they used force to suppress the situation, wielding sticks in their hands.
Well, from that day on, the Qin family prepared delicious food every few days, sometimes hot pot, sometimes barbecue, sometimes steamed buns, sometimes dumplings, all kinds of delicacies that ordinary families only have during festivals.
The child across the street couldn't help but start making a fuss as soon as he saw it.
Only then do adults have to set an example and restrain their children from peering through the window at the opposite door.
Moreover, whenever the children ran out, either Ke Meiyu would scratch the glass with her fingernails to make noise, or Ying Yan would stay up late at night and knock on the door every ten minutes, driving the entire Ling family to the brink of mental exhaustion...
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