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Not wanting to dwell too much on this issue, "Is this what we eat?" Wang Jiayan suddenly changed the subject and looked at the half-eaten salted duck egg on the table. It was pierced with a cotton thread that looked ordinary but concealed a secret. Next to it was a small bowl of monotonous and somewhat shabby condiments. These were friendly reminders to the audience that apart from these, there was really nothing else.

"Your brother is not at home, so let's just make do with this!" Wang Cuihua said as she threaded the thin cotton thread back and forth among the salted duck eggs, then took a sip of it gently, and then ate the rice in big mouthfuls. Finally, she handed the cotton thread to Wang Jiayan, motioning her to try it too.

"Forget it, Mom, just enjoy it yourself!" Although Wang Jiayan had a premonition in her heart, she still underestimated how stingy her mother was.

"Hurry up and open the window! I saw Aunt Li's family cooked a lot of delicious food today. When the aroma wafts over, we can eat while smelling the aroma!"

"Oh, the tomato scrambled eggs Aunt Li made today were not blanched and not sliced ​​thinly enough. The scrambled eggs didn't have any tomato flavor at all. It was a complete failure!"

"Oh, by the way, there's also this Mapo Tofu. Unfortunately, it doesn't have Sichuan peppercorns in it, so it doesn't taste numb at all. It's also a failure among failures!"

"Oh, this isn't beef stewed with potatoes, but it's a pity that the meat used is from the worst old yellow cattle. It has a hard texture and is simply a failure among failures!"

Wang Cuihua sniffed the aroma in the air, chewed the rice in big mouthfuls, and at the same time shook her head and commented on Aunt Li's cooking skills.

Just then, Aunt Li came out of the house carrying a small stool and sat at the door, just in time to meet Wang Cuihua who was sitting in front of the window.

"Cuihua, are you ready for dinner?" Aunt Li greeted Wang Cuihua enthusiastically.

"Yes, Aunt Li!" Wang Cuihua also responded politely.

"What are you going to eat with your meal today? Salted duck eggs again?" Aunt Li asked curiously, picking up the chopsticks and waving them in the air a few times.

"Your family eats salted duck eggs every day. Don't you get tired of it?" Aunt Li's sharp question pierced Wang Cuihua's heart like a needle.

"I'm tired of eating meat and fish every day. It would be nice to change the taste!" Wang Cuihua counterattacked.

"But salted duck eggs are not good for your health, so it's better to eat less!"

After hearing this, Wang Cuihua stopped talking and just rolled her eyes.

Wang Jiayan was obviously used to it. She picked up some dried chili peppers, mixed them with rice and ate them. Then she said calmly, "I'm full!"

"Is this all you have? Why don't you eat more? The taste of this salted duck egg is quite authentic! I went to the market specially and spent fifty cents to buy it. You must try it. This was your favorite when you were a child!" Wang Cuihua turned around and looked at Wang Jiayan expectantly.

Yes, I really liked to eat this when I was a kid! But I'm grown up now! Wang Jiayan muttered silently in her heart and was about to stand up. However, Wang Cuihua's eyes were fixed on her daughter, as if she was afraid that she would suddenly disappear.

"Excuse me, is this Wang Jiayan's home?" At this moment, a deep and powerful male voice suddenly sounded.

Hearing this voice, Wang Jiayan turned around in surprise, and indeed saw that familiar figure - "Xiao Nan? Why are you here?"