As a result, the front door of Yang Chuxia's house was busy with people coming and going all afternoon.
"Ai, how come you haven't seen your brother Zi'an the whole afternoon?" Yang Chuxia glanced at Yang Qingrui, who was playing with a frog nearby, and asked.
"I don't know, I didn't see him." Yang Qingrui shook his head.
Luo Linhao also shook his head, "Cousin is not in the small building, I didn't see him."
Yang Chuxia found this slightly strange but didn't inquire further, and went to watch Ms. Wang and the others make fishballs.
In the kitchen, the minced fish had just been fried, and they smelled delicious.
She couldn't help but pick up a piece with her fingers and put it in her mouth, "Mom, this fried fish is actually quite good, small and crispy on the outside."
"As long as you like it!" Ms. Wang took a plate and put some pieces on it, "Take this to your brothers."
Yang Chuxia shook her head, "Better not, there are so many people outside, not enough to go around."