Song Jiawen ate so much for dinner that she was round-bellied, and on her way back, she didn't even ride her bicycle, opting to walk home to digest the meal.
When she arrived at Xinyu in the afternoon, Lao Er had indeed already stewed the mutton, the cabbage had just been added not long before, and the glass noodles were still soaking in a bowl. As she stepped into Uncle Liu's living room, the entire house was filled with the rich aroma of mutton, making Song Jiawen's mouth water almost to the point of drooling.
In terms of culinary skills, Lao Er had truly inherited Jiang Yan's expertise.
However, she had forgotten that before she came, Jiang Yan had mentioned that Lao Er was uncertain about whether to add glass noodles or not, but they were already soaking in the bowl, which clearly indicated they were intended to be used.
But with the stew smelling so delicious now, who would still remember that?