This is also a good example he set for his wife by leading by example.
This is the power of teaching by example.
If it were just Lin Momo's self-discipline, she might not have been able to persevere.
The warm pavilion outside the courtyard.
For lunch, Lin Momo chose a rather poetic place to eat hot pot.
Sitting in the pavilion, one can leisurely enjoy hot pot while admiring the snowflakes and snowscape fluttering in the winter sky.
Actually, eating hot pot in such a poetic place seems a bit out of place.
If those refined people saw this, they would surely laugh at it, saying it's like a cow chewing on a peony.
But Lin Momo didn't care at all; as long as she was happy, that was all that mattered. This was her territory, and she was in charge of what she did.
As far as time goes by, as long as my wife is happy, that's all that matters.
And so, this unique hot pot feast came about.
On the table sits a portable gas stove with a double-compartment hot pot on top, containing two soup bases, one white and one red.
Lin Momo prepared dishes that she and Shi Guang liked to eat: meat dishes included beef and mutton rolls, fish slices, ham, luncheon meat, and fish balls, while vegetable dishes included romaine lettuce, garland chrysanthemum, lettuce, potatoes, vermicelli, chicken blood, and so on.
The table was almost completely filled with them.
These meats were not refrigerated foods bought from supermarkets; they were all made by Lin Momo herself.
Initially, she bought a lot of freshly slaughtered poultry, pork, beef, and mutton from villagers and herders, and later made various cooked dishes herself.
The vegetables are all freshly picked from the garden, ensuring they are absolutely fresh and vibrant.
The two of them thoroughly enjoyed their hot pot meal.
This was probably the first hot pot they ate in ancient times.
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