Bent over, head down, An Jing gently rubbed the little face of the child spinning around her, "Don't worry, Mom and Dad will definitely make you lots of meat today."
Today was their children's birthday, how could she not fulfill the requests of their children?
"Mmm~" The little one, An Yiyun, was extremely happy as he got rubbed and his mother had promised to make a lot of meat.
In the end, An Jing and Xiao Changyi made braised pork, double-cooked pork, steamed pork, stewed pig's trotters, beef bone soup, scallion egg pancakes, and four small bowls of longevity noodles.
Before serving the dishes, An Jing had already taken the beef bones out of the soup to drain them and put them on a plate, so the children could just take them and gnaw on the meat.
"Meat, we want meat!" As soon as An Yiyun, An Yiqing, and Su Yixing were seated at the table, they clamored for meat.
