Ling Xiaorou couldn't help but laugh, sure enough, it was not easy to see such an emotion in a depressed mood in the cheerful Ling Xiaomin.

It's okay, for the sake of a negative man, do you want to die or live?

Although it is not easy for a woman who has been divorced in this era to remarry, but if you have money, you are afraid that you will not be able to marry?

Then again, they are too busy making money now, how can they have the heart to think about that man?

It's just a man, and there is a day when he regrets it.

Thinking like this, Ling Xiaorou grabbed Ling Xiaomin's shoulder, "What we have to do now is one thing......

Seeing Ling Xiaomin's eager look, Ling Xiaorou smiled and continued, "That's ...... Eat! ”

"Huh?"

Ling Xiaomin only thought that she had misheard, looked at Ling Xiaorou fixedly, and after seeing that she nodded very seriously, she suddenly lost her eyebrows with joy, "Big girl, don't say it, the barbecue taste is really amazing." ”

Ling Xiaorou said angrily: "Erya, don't worry, you have meat to eat with your sister, and you will definitely eat it in the future, and you want to vomit when you see the meat." ”

Ling Xiaomin imagined the deliciousness of the meat and shook his head firmly, "You can't grin, how can you eat the meat and want to vomit?" I can't eat enough every day. ”

Not to be outdone, Ling Ruixi jumped next to him and shouted, "Xi'er can't eat enough." ”

"Two little gluttonous cats, then let you eat meat every time in the future, see if you can eat enough."

Ling Xiaorou rubbed Ling Xiaomin's busy and somewhat unkempt hair, and pinched Ling Ruixi's gray-stained little black face, her heart was full of happiness.

Although they didn't really get along for a long time, she really fell in love with this cousin and cute little nephew.

Compared with the previous life of guarding a huge property alone and living a lonely life, she enjoys this kind of happy life with her relatives by her side, even if the days are hard, she believes that she will be able to earn a piece of the world with her own hands.

Ling Xiaomin felt that Ling Xiaorou seemed to have changed, if it was before, she would definitely not be able to say such a thing, nor would she be able to radiate such a confident brilliance.

Although such a cousin is very reassuring, but when she thinks of how much she has suffered to become like a different person in a few months, Ling Xiaomin sighed in her heart, no matter what happens in the future, she will definitely be by her cousin's side and share the burden on her shoulders for her.

It was getting dark, and Ling Xiaorou simply took an oil lamp and hung it on the roof beam next to her.

There was no lamp oil at home, so Ling Xiaorou directly refined a piece of lard, and put a cotton rope in it, although the lard burned and smoked heavily, but the backyard was bright and not afraid of people.

This time, Ling Xiaorou didn't make kebabs, nor did she make barbecue pieces.

She took down a slightly concave slate that had been placed on the jar for roasting meat, brushed it with water again, and slowly baked it on the stove.

Grind the fried sesame seeds with a small grinder to make a part of the sesame paste, mix it with a little water, add soy sauce, salt, cumin powder, sugar, chopped green onion, and chili powder to make a dipping sauce.

After that, I took out the slices of meat that had been simmering for most of the day, and there was a pot of green vegetables.

asked Ling Ruixi to move three small bamboo stools, and each person was given a bowl with dipping sauce in his hand, and sat around the stove.

Ling Xiaorou pretended to smile mysteriously: "Look at it, but you have to bake it yourself to eat it later." ”

After speaking, I used chopsticks to pick up a few slices of simmered pork belly and put it on the stone slab, and immediately heard the sound of 'zizi' oil, and the edges of the pork belly were slightly rolled up.

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