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In the kitchen, Lin Zhilan was somewhat puzzled.

She looked at Su Lang suspiciously, "What were you trying to say? Why did Mom try to run away after hearing that?"

Su Lang stirred the mutton in the pan, lowered her eyes and chuckled, "I don't know either. I just wanted to say that we're enough in the kitchen. I don't know what Mom was thinking."

Lin Zhilan looked at him suspiciously, "Don't say anything bad in front of Mom and ruin my image."

"Don't worry," Su Lang gave her a deep look, "Mom will just think I'm not good enough for you anyway."

Su Lang no longer cared about her image in her mother's eyes.

The more outrageous he becomes, the more his mother will care about and pity Zhilan.

And he just wants to be with his wife, there's no way around it.

"..."

"Oops, the meat's dried!"

Su Lang was still preparing a few sweet words to win over his wife's heart.

But Lin Zhilan had already put her whole heart into the pot.

The mutton has been stir-fried until it changes color, the moisture has evaporated, and it has started to release oil.

Lin Zhilan added fermented bean paste, sweet bean sauce, light soy sauce, and dark soy sauce to the meat, and slowly stir-fried it over low heat for seven or eight minutes to allow the sauce and meat to fully blend together.

Add chili flakes, Sichuan peppercorn powder, and cumin powder, and stir-fry for another 2 minutes.

Finally, sprinkle with white sesame seeds, turn off the heat, and let it cool in the pot.

"Mission accomplished!"

It takes about half an hour to make a batch of sauce. Lin Zhilan diligently massaged Su Lang's arm, saying, "Thank you for your hard work, Chef Su. You can try the first bite."

There was a little head peeking out from the doorway.

To make this first bite, Su Lang blocked Lin Zhilan's view with his body and closed the kitchen door.

He accepted his wife's feeding without any worries.

The mutton sauce is a deep, rich red color, with distinct chunks of mutton that are neither dry nor gamey, and bursting with savory flavor.

"How is it?"

"tasty."

Give me some honest feedback.

"This is the honest opinion."

"Knock knock..."

Jiang Chengzhou knocked on the door from the outside.

Su Lang sighed, "This kid has never lacked food or drink, so why is he so greedy?"

And that nose! It could be a police dog.

Lin Zhilan nudged him with her elbow, "Go open the door. When did you close the kitchen door?"

Su Lang ignored her follow-up question and opened the kitchen door.

"Auntie, hehe..."

Everything is contained in this smile.

Lin Zhilan was amused by him and scooped up a spoonful of mutton sauce to feed him. "Try it, but give me some feedback. Don't be like your uncle."

Jiang Chengzhou nodded emphatically, savoring the hard-won mutton sauce.

The mutton sauce is savory and rich, with a slight aroma of fat. It is smooth yet substantial, and when you chew it carefully, you can taste a hint of spiciness and savory flavor. It is salty with a touch of umami, and the more you eat, the more flavorful it becomes.

No matter how delicious it is, it will end up in your stomach after you chew it.

Jiang Chengzhou pondered for a moment, then said, "I have two opinions."

"explain."

Su Lang stood with his arms crossed, waiting to see what the boy would say.

"First," Jiang Chengzhou said seriously, "slightly, remember, yes, slightly salty."

Lin Zhilan accepted this suggestion, "I'll remember that. This is a rice seasoning, so it's okay if it's a little salty. Will I make it less salty next time?"

"No, no, no, no," Jiang Chengzhou waved his hands repeatedly in refusal, "This taste is fine. Isn't rice seasoning supposed to be a bit salty?"

In Jiang Chengzhou's eyes, anything his aunt made was a top-notch delicacy.

(Except for wild vegetables used to evoke memories of past hardships and appreciate present happiness.)

He wasn't intentionally trying to offer advice, because he didn't have any opinions at all.

Lin Zhilan sighed, "Okay, what's the second suggestion?"

"Hmm..." Jiang Chengzhou rested his chin on his hand, "My second opinion is... it's too little! Aunt, I haven't had enough to eat at all."

Lin Zhilan pinched his cheek, a smile playing on her lips, "How can you be so good with words?"

"I'm not good at talking, I'm just honest," Jiang Chengzhou said with a fawning smile to his aunt.

"Heh." Su Lang let out a cold laugh from the side.

This drew stares from Lin Zhilan and Jiang Chengzhou.

"Does Uncle think what I said is wrong?" Jiang Chengzhou asked, looking up.

"..."

Su Lang lowered his hand, stood up straight, scooped up Jiang Chengzhou, tucked him under his arm, and walked towards the living room.

"Uncle, I was wrong!"

Jiang Chengzhou realized that something was seriously wrong and quickly admitted his mistake.

Su Lang slapped him twice on the butt. "You're right, you're right."

Su Lang didn't use any force; it was just playful.

"My bottom doesn't hurt," Jiang Chengzhou laughed. "Uncle, haven't you eaten? It doesn't hurt at all."

"Oh."

Su Lang deliberately tickled his lower back and armpits with her fingers.

Jiang Chengzhou couldn't hold back his laughter any longer and couldn't stop laughing.

She twisted and turned to dodge, but couldn't escape Su Lang's "clutches".

He laughed until tears streamed down his face, gasping for breath, "I was wrong, I'll never laugh at you again. Auntie, come save me!"

In the kitchen, Lin Zhilan calmly stirred the meat sauce in the pot.

He didn't even turn his head, pretending not to hear.

If you're neither deaf nor mute, you can't be the boss.

Let the disputes among the "underlings" be resolved by themselves.

Xu Yueyun, who was upstairs, thought something had happened and rushed over to see.

Seeing Su Lang playing around with Jiang Chengzhou, he couldn't suppress the smile on his lips.

The youngest son's family is having a lively time.

It's so chaotic and funny, it's really entertaining to watch.

Just as Su Lang finished dealing with her eldest nephew, Su Bingcheng returned with Linlin.

Linlin's braids were askew to one side, and she was holding two strings of candied hawthorns in her hand. She ran over like the wind, "Hello, Daddy! Hello, Grandma! Hello, Aunt Yu! Where's my mom?"

"In the kitchen." Su Lang reached out to take her.

The little girl, however, ran into the kitchen like a gust of wind.

"Mom, I'm home!"

Lin Zhilan had heard her voice long ago. She knelt down to fix her hair and asked, "Who bought you the candied hawthorns?"

"Grandpa bought it."

Did you thank Grandpa?

Linlin paused for a moment, then turned and ran to the living room. She walked up to Su Bingcheng and said earnestly, "Grandpa, thank you for buying me candied hawthorns."

"Oh, my goodness, you're welcome."

The little girl, feeling appreciated, ran back to the kitchen, looked up at her, and said, "Mommy, I said thank you."

"I heard you."

"Can I eat the candied hawthorn now?" Linlin's eyes were glued to the candied hawthorn, unable to look away.

Su Bingcheng told Linlin that she had to go home and ask her mother before she could eat it.

Parents wouldn't dare give their children random food, and neither would Su Bingcheng. If his granddaughter ate something from outside and got sick, he would feel terrible.

Furthermore, Zhilan and Xiaolang wouldn't feel comfortable letting him take care of the child in the future.

Su Bingcheng was still sensible in this regard.

"Okay, go eat." Lin Zhilan patted her head.

Linlin cheered and gave one of the strings to her brother first.

Because she was small, Su Lang was worried that the skewers would poke her, so she carefully removed the candied hawthorns one by one and put them into a bowl.

Then he gave one to Lin Zhilan, a bunch to Su Lang, and also shared it with his grandparents and Aunt Yu.

There are only seven or eight in a bunch, and she's going to give away more than half of them.