Especially Geng Ailing, she ate it with such delicious flavor! The villagers rarely ate meat. Even if they had meat, they would only stew it, stir-fry it, or make dumplings. How could they make such a scorching, salty and sweet braised pork? As authentic northerners, they had never eaten more than two tablespoons of rice, so today was a feast for their appetites!
"Lihua, this braised pork is so delicious! It's salty and sweet. I don't know how it was cooked. They must have put a lot of oil in it! And the rice is fragrant and soft, it tastes better than millet rice and brown rice!" Geng Ailing couldn't help but sigh.
"I know how to make this kind of braised pork. If you like it, let's buy some meat later and I'll teach you how to make it! If you like rice, it's even easier. We are in Guangzhou now, and we will have to eat rice in the future. I'm afraid you will miss the taste of steamed buns and noodles in a few days!" After saying this, Fan Hua put a few more pieces of meat into Geng Ailing's bowl.
"Enough, enough, you eat too! Don't just pick some for me!" Geng Ailing said, leaving the bowl open.
Fan Hua smiled helplessly, asked the waiter for some hot water, poured it into the rice and started eating the porridge.
"Maybe it's because I'm pregnant. I thought it was delicious at first, but after a few more bites, I got sick of it. Now I don't want to eat any meat at all. Sister Geng, if you like it, eat more. Don't waste it! I'll just eat porridge!"
Geng Ailing's eyes were filled with worry. "Would you like to order something else?"
Fan Hua waved her hands, suppressing the churning in her stomach. "No need, I'll just have some porridge. You eat quickly, don't let me affect your appetite!"
Geng Ailing had no experience with pregnancy, so she could only obediently eat all the braised pork on the plate. It was still very hot in Guangzhou in September, and it would be a waste if she couldn't finish it.
After the two of them got home, Geng Ailing asked Fan Hua to sit down and rest and not do anything. She helped make the bed and boiled hot water. After she was done with all the chores, she let Fan Hua quickly wash up and go to bed.
Fan Hua looked at the busy Mrs. Geng, and felt warm in her heart. She said sincerely: "Thank you, Sister Ailing, it's great to meet you!"
Geng Ailing was suddenly stunned. She turned to look at Fan Hua, "Why are you suddenly calling me sister instead of my sister-in-law?"
"I'm talking about your sister-in-law from Big Brother Li's side, but I'm not familiar with Big Brother Li and can't even remember what he looks like. Since childhood, I've been talking about her from your side, treating her like a sister, being your in-laws, and supporting you."
Geng Ailing was suddenly touched in the heart by her family members. She couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat and burst into tears.
After Li Dazhu's death, her family members thought she was unlucky and would bring bad luck to her husband, so they didn't let her go home and were anxious for her to remarry. Her sister who was two years older than her and had married had never contacted her again. Her mother-in-law and father-in-law placed all their hopes on her younger brother-in-law who was not even 50 years old, and were too lazy to take care of her. She was like a rootless duckweed, with no one to rely on. Now that she came here, she had another family member.
Seeing her crying, Fan Hua was a little anxious. "Sister Ai Ling, why are you crying? Don't you like me loving you like this? If you don't like me, I won't do this. I'll just love you, Sister Geng."
Geng Ailing quickly wiped away her tears and said sheepishly, "I like you, I like you. I just... I suddenly felt a little sad. This is the first time I've heard someone say they want to support me. Woo woo woo..."
The tears that Geng Ailing had just wiped away fell like beads from a broken string.
Fan Hua went forward and hugged Geng Ailing, patting her back gently and soothing her, "It's okay. Let's forget about those bad people and bad things. From today on, we will start from scratch. Believe me, good days are ahead!"
Geng Ailing hugged Fan Hua and cried for a while, crying out all the grievances that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time. She felt much better, and then the two went to their respective rooms to sleep.
That night, Fan Hua slept very restlessly, dreaming all night long...
In the dream, she clung to the boy's neck in pain, leaving scratches on his back.
The young man has sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin lips, exuding a tough and unruly temperament.
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