The village chief also had pickled radishes. I gave her some before. She didn't like the taste very much, and even a few children didn't like it.

When I was cooking in the evening, Su Hongshan looked at the pickled radish and felt that it would be a waste to put it like this. If she could think of other ways to reprocess it, it might be fine.

Just so happened that there was a lot of meat left in the banquet today, so I cut some of them, cut the pickled radish into diced pieces, put a lot of peppers, and put them in the pan and fry them together.

After the pot was taken out, it was wrapped with a layer of chili. The pickled radish and meat were hard to tell. It tasted a bite and it was quite delicious. It must be very nice to put it in the steamed bun.

Su Hongshan was about to pick up a steamed bun and taste it first, but Han Xiaoya's cute voice came from the door:

"Mom, what's so delicious?"

Su Hongshan picked up one and handed it to her, but happened to see the ink stain on her hand, frowned and said, "Didn't you wash your hands?"

Han Xiaoya stuck out her tongue and hurried to wash her hands.

Han Xiaoshan and Su Shitou also went there together.

When they came to the kitchen again, Su Hongshan had already picked up three of them and handed them to the three of them: "Can you taste delicious?"

The three little guys quickly took over, and Han Xiaoya said, "There is nothing that is not delicious when my mother cooks."

As he said that, he took a bite and took a bite. The spicy taste was mixed with the aroma of meat and the crispness of the radish. After chewing the sound of "cracking" in his mouth, Han Xiaoya narrowed her eyes with satisfaction and said in a confused manner: "It's delicious, delicious."

Su Shitou and Han Xiaoshan also nodded in agreement.

Su Hongshan smiled on her face, and she was also happy to see the sweet food they had eaten.

These pickled radishes can finally be eaten.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Han Dazhuang standing at the door, staring at this side with a gaze.

Su Hongshan was stunned: "What's wrong?"

Han Dazhuang looked at her, then looked at the three little ones who were eating sweetly, but couldn't help it and said, "Is there any?"

Su Hongshan blinked and saw his eyes falling on the three small hands that had pickled pickled radish and fried pork. He nodded after realizing it: "Yes, I'll pick it up for you."

As he said that, he quickly picked up one for Han Dazhuang and handed it over.

Han Xiaoya hadn't finished eating, but she tasted the sweetness. Seeing Su Hongshan picking it up for Han Dazhuang, she couldn't wait to say:

"Mom, I want it."

Han Xiaoshan also said: "I want it too."

Even Su Shitou said, "The meat fried by sister is delicious, I still want it."

Su Hongshan looked at the three of them and shook her head with a smile:

"The meal is about to start. I will serve the meal first. I want to eat a few of them later. But I still can't eat too much at night. I fry a lot. If I want to eat, I will eat it tomorrow."

I ate too many meat dishes at lunchtime. Su Hongshan didn't mess with those meat dishes at night, so she cooked some porridge, hot steamed buns, stir-fried spicy and sour cabbage, and then a plate of pickled radish and stir-fried meat.

The spicy taste was already very good, and it was spicy at night, and the stir-fried meat with sour radish was indeed good. Three children ate three steamed buns, and Han Dazhuang cleared the plate, including more than a dozen steamed buns and the remaining porridge.

Every time I see Han Dazhuang cleaning up the dishes without any burden, no matter how much I cook, there will never be leftovers at home. While Su Hongshan is happy, she is also curious about how big his belly is, so she feels that she is not full.

Everyone is satisfied with eating.

As before, Han Dazhuang went to clean the kitchen and add the water to clean it.

Su Hongshan sat upright on the stool, and her face that was just smiling was swaying, and instead she was serious.

"Su Jing'an, Han Haoze, Han Anning!"

This is the first time Su Hongshan called three Daming in such a stern tone. In the past, Su Hongshan called them nicknames directly, but never called them daming. This happened so suddenly, and her tone was so serious that the three little ones shook their necks and stood up straight, calling out with some trepidation:

"mother."

"elder sister."
Chapter completed!