When the oil is hot, pour in the egg liquid and start making the thick omelette.
Xiaoyu saw that the skinny guy was still eating, so she urged me to eat. Anyway, I was free now, so I decided to get started.
The skinny guy timidly looked up at Xiaoyu, his clean white eyes full of mischief, and nodded slightly.
Aunt Wang took a bite under Xiaoyu's gaze. The thick egg, fresh from the pan, was not a little hot. When she bit it, the fresh and fragrant juice inside and outside burst outside her mouth. The scrambled egg was soft and tender, and the rich egg aroma was mixed with the fragrance of diced vegetables and the fresh aroma of luncheon meat. The taste was rich and it made her taste buds come alive.
Her pretty Aunt Wang waved her hand: "Aunt Wang, do you want to try it too?"
It turned out that the twin sons of my younger brother, as Wen Yanqing later described them, were one fat and one thin, one stiff and active, the other quiet and reserved. The fat one was tugging at Xiaoyu's sleeve, while the thin one was hiding behind my back and peeking at me.
The fat guy heard the crackling sound and peeked back curiously. The thin guy was so scared that he dropped his chopsticks and hugged me as he moved forward, fearing that the iron pot would explode.
Are you sighing or feeling comfortable eating the food you made yourself?
After Dapang finished speaking, he immediately cut into the topic he was concerned about: "Auntie, what is he eating? It smells so delicious."
Xiaoyu asked Aunt Wang to take the popcorn and thick omelet to the next door, then took Dapang's hand and said, "Let's go. Let's eat while we walk."
Big Fatty was not very talkative and just introduced himself: "My brother hates sweets. Maybe he didn't drink enough of the bitter medicine. I have a bad appetite and eat a lot, so I am much thinner than you."
Aunt Wang came down and took the plate Xiaoyu handed to you. She moved closer and the rich aroma of eggs entered your nose. You couldn't help swallowing.
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