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Liu Yifei listened intently.

Looking at the busy figures in the yard and the smiles on their faces, her opinion on "pig slaughtering" changed.

It turns out that this was not a bloody or terrible thing.

It represents harvest, sharing, and reunion.

This is the most authentic and touching aspect of everyday life.

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Around noon, the vegetables in the large iron pots were finally all cooked.

Sauerkraut stewed with pork belly, blood sausage stewed with pork belly, pork bone stewed with tofu, spicy stir-fried pork offal...

One after another, fragrant and hearty dishes from Northeast China were served in huge bowls and steaming hot on a dozen or so tables temporarily set up in the courtyard.

The rich aroma of meat mixed with the unique tangy flavor of pickled cabbage instantly filled the entire courtyard, making one's mouth water.

"Dinner's ready! Come and eat!"

When Li Laogun shouted at the top of his lungs, the whole courtyard instantly erupted in excitement.

People came to help, to watch the fun, and those who had come after smelling the aroma. Adults and children alike crowded the yard, making it impossible to move.

No one cared about seating arrangements; they just found a place to sit down, picked up their chopsticks, and began to eat heartily.

The scene was bold and unrestrained, full of the vibrant atmosphere of everyday life.

Looking at this scene, Liu Yifei began to feel intimidated again.

She's a girl, and a big star at that. It wouldn't be right for her to eat at the same table as a bunch of burly Northeastern men who play drinking games, would it?

Just as she was at a loss, Fang's mother grabbed her hand.

"Yifei, those old men drink and smoke, it's a mess, we're not going to associate with them."

Like a mother protecting her own child, Fang's mother led Liu Yifei to a small round table in the corner of the yard.

This table is specially prepared for the children.

There were seven or eight boys sitting at the table, the oldest being only ten years old and the youngest just learning to walk, all staring longingly at the direction where the dishes were being served.

"Come on, sit at the same table with these kids."

With a smile, Fang's mother found a stool for Liu Yifei and said kindly, "These children are usually very well-behaved at mealtimes and don't make a fuss. You can sit here in peace and quiet, and no one will bother you."

When Liu Yifei looked at them, she saw that the children were sitting upright and looked quite well-behaved. Compared to the burly men shouting and yelling over there, this place was a peaceful haven.

She smiled gratefully at Aunt Fang and said, "Thank you, Auntie. I'll sit here then."

When the children saw that this beautiful older sister, who looked like she had stepped out of a painting, was going to eat at the same table as them, their faces turned rosy, and they became even more reserved, feeling a little embarrassed.

Liu Yifei sat down at the table, feeling relieved and even a little cozy.

However, she was still too naive.

She underestimated the allure of the "pig-killing feast," and even more so, the impact of the food enhanced by Fang Yu's "god-level culinary skills" on human instincts.

No sooner had Fang's mother left than a large bowl of golden-yellow, fragrant pickled cabbage and pork was served.

This is the "core dish" personally prepared by Fang Yu.

The pork belly slices are cut as thin as cicada wings, crystal clear, and fatty but not greasy.

The pickled cabbage, having absorbed the meat broth, is glossy and has a tangy, appetizing flavor.

The overpowering aroma exploded on the table in an instant.

The children, who had been pretending to be "good kids," suddenly turned green with envy!

What rules?

What kind of manners?

What pretty lady?

Compared to the unparalleled deliciousness prepared by Fang Yu, everything else pales in comparison!

"Meat! I want to eat meat!"

"Wow! It smells so good!"

"Don't grab it! This is what I've got my eye on!"

The small round table, which had been quiet just moments before, instantly transformed into a fierce battlefield.

Seven or eight pairs of chopsticks, their shadows blurring, plunged into the pork belly in the bowl.

The speed and momentum were a vivid demonstration of "the wind sweeping away the clouds".

Even the adults at the next table had no time to drink or play drinking games. They were all engrossed in eating, their mouths stuffed full of oil, not even bothering to say a word, afraid of missing out if they ate too little.

The entire courtyard was eerily quiet for a few seconds, except for the sounds of chewing and swallowing.

Because it's so delicious!

Fang Yu's cooking skills are so good, they've brought out the very soul of the pork!

Liu Yifei had just picked up her chopsticks, preparing to demurely take a slice of meat to taste.

As a result, her chopsticks had only extended halfway...

"Whoosh!"

The entire layer of pork belly, piled high with it, vanished in an instant, as if by magic!

All that was left was a pile of still-steaming sauerkraut.

Liu Yifei: "???"

She blinked incredulously, wondering if she was hallucinating.

Immediately afterwards, a plate of freshly cooked blood sausage, still sizzling with oil, was served.

Having learned her lesson, Liu Yifei abandoned her reserve and prepared to strike first.

However, before she could lock onto her target, the chubby little boy next to her, who looked only five or six years old, suddenly displayed an agility that was disproportionate to his size.

He stood up abruptly, stretched out his two chubby little arms, and carried the plate to himself.

"This is delicious! This is all mine!"

The chubby boy shouted as he shoveled the blood sausage from the plate into his own bowl, eating with gusto and his face beaming with happiness.

Liu Yifei's chopsticks awkwardly stopped in mid-air.

She was completely dumbfounded as she looked at the group of children wolfing down their food, as if they hadn't eaten for three days.

Fang's mother... you call this "rules"?

These are clearly a group of gluttons whose minds have been bewitched by delicious food!

More than ten minutes have passed.

The dishes on the table were changed again and again, and each time a dish was served, it was accompanied by a flurry of chopsticks clashing.

The children at the table were all stuffed, their bellies round and their faces rosy; some were even burping from being so full.

Liu Yifei, holding her bowl, looked at the clean plates in front of her, each one devoured with rice and broth, and felt so wronged she wanted to cry.

She was really hungry!

Seeing everyone eating so heartily and smelling the tempting aroma made her feel even hungrier.