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I've been very busy lately and haven't tinkered with my refrigerator for a while.

Song Yan took out a big watermelon from the cold storage area. He had eaten all the watermelons he grew, but there were still some in the refrigerator.

Let’s shut Shu Changyu’s mouth first, so that he doesn’t bring up the watermelon issue again.

Put the watermelon aside, open the seafood section of the frozen layer, pick and choose for half a day, and finally take out a river fish.

The meat of river grouper is tender and smooth in taste. Apart from the main spine and upper and lower fins, the whole fish has no other bones and no small thorns.

It's just right for someone like Shu Changyu who's too lazy to find fault.

Coming out of the kitchen, Song Yan patted his pillow and prepared to go to sleep. His fingers touched the cool porcelain bottle beside the pillow, and he remembered that he had not applied medicine to his wrist yet.

He groped in the dark, pulled out the cork, and poured some medicine into his palm.

When it was poured out, it was not medicine powder, but sticky medicine oil with a light and pleasant smell.

Song Yan smeared the medicated oil on her wrist randomly and left it alone.

When I woke up the next day, I found that the bruise on my wrist had indeed faded a lot. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't see it.

When Song Yan was squatting at the door washing up, Shi Tou and the others just happened to come to work.

When they saw Song Yan, they all greeted her.

"Xiao Song, I came back yesterday!"

Song Yan was brushing her teeth and it was inconvenient for her to talk, so she waved her hand in response.

Shitou and the others all came after having breakfast, so for this morning, Song Yan only needed to prepare breakfast for her family.

After breakfast, Song Yan washed Shu Changyu's clothes first and hung them in the yard to dry.

Afterwards, he said something to Song Zhengdu and went out. When he came back, his backpack was heavy.

Ten pounds of pork belly, a whole chicken, lamb, beef, etc., and two river fish.

Song Wanzhou looked at the table full of raw meat, her eyes widened: "Brother, is today the Chinese New Year?"

"I'm going to treat you to dinner today." Song Yan briefly explained, and then said to Song Zhengdu, "You can stay at home for one more night. Tomorrow morning, I will take you to the private school."

Although we had to get up at 1 a.m. for morning reading in private school, classes started at 7 a.m., so we just had to get back home before class.

Song Zhengdu was helping to pack things. When he heard his elder brother's arrangement, he didn't ask why and just said, "Okay."

Then, Song Yan took out the pepper, cumin, and fennel that she had bought at the pharmacy earlier, crushed them into powder with a mortar and stone mortar, and then put them into a bowl.

Then Song Yan grabbed a handful of dried chili peppers and crushed them into finely ground chili powder.

He was about to pour the chili powder into the bowl, but suddenly hesitated, thinking that Shu Changyu didn't look like someone who could eat spicy food.

Forget it, I won’t tease him anymore.

Song Yan had no choice but to divide the marinade into two parts, spicy and non-spicy.

The seasonings are all ready, and looking at the time, it's time to prepare lunch.

A whole chicken, with the wings and drumsticks removed, was left for grilling in the afternoon, and the rest was braised.

Cut off another two pounds of pork belly, chop it into minced meat, mix it with chopped cabbage leaves, and make meat and vegetable stuffed buns.

That’s all I’ll have for lunch.

After lunch, Shitou and the others continued to build the wall.

The twins cleaned up the dishes and took them into the kitchen to wash.

Song Yan began to process the raw meat, cutting the pork belly and beef into fingernail-sized cubes and marinating them for an hour.

Rub the chicken wings and drumsticks with peppercorns, chili powder, and other marinades.

The two river groupers were gutted, their internal organs removed, rinsed clean with water, and then smeared with marinade inside and out.

The above are the only meats available.

Then some vegetarian dishes.

I asked Aunt Niu for some cowpeas, eggplants and leeks.

"Aunt, please prepare dinner for me."

Song Yan wanted to entertain Shu Changyu, so she asked Aunt Niu to help prepare dinner.

Aunt Niu agreed readily.

Song Yan took the leeks home and suddenly remembered that Shu Changyu didn't eat leeks.

Tsk, he is so picky. I wonder how he grew so tall.

It hasn’t rained recently, so I can’t pick fresh mushrooms. I just use the dried mushrooms that I dried before, soak them, and then roast them.

The ingredients are almost ready, and you can start skewering the meat.

At this moment, Song Zhengdu was supervising Song Wanzhou to recite the Three Character Classic. He had not been back for only ten days, and this girl had forgotten everything she had learned before.

Song Yan shouted, "Erlin Erya, come over and help me skewer the meat."

Song Wanzhou was biting the pen, racking his brains but couldn't remember what the next sentence of "Be close to teachers and friends, and learn etiquette" was.

Hearing Song Yan calling them, Song Wanzhou put down his brush as if he had been granted amnesty and hurriedly said, "Here they come!"

Song Wanzhou came over and asked, "Brother, what are you asking us to do?"

Song Yan took out the bamboo skewers for grilling: "Skewers."

These bamboo sticks were all taken out by Song Yan from his kitchen. A few years ago, when he invited friends to his home, he bought a bunch of barbecue utensils.

These include fruit charcoal for barbecue, and barbecue grills.

The barbecue grill is just too big and takes up space in the kitchen, so it is not put away.

But there is an iron net, which can be placed on the small red clay stove and turned into a barbecue grill.

“It’s just putting meat on bamboo sticks.”

Song Zhengdu understood as soon as he heard it, washed his hands, and slowly skewered the meat.

"Brother, who are you going to invite for dinner?" Song Wanzhou asked curiously while skewering meat.

Song Yan said vaguely: "Well, you all know him."

Song Zhengdu quickly guessed: "Is it Fourth Brother Shu?"

Fourth Brother Shu?

Isn’t that Sister Shu!

Song Wanzhou's eyes suddenly lit up, and he furtively glanced at Song Yan's expression. Seeing that his handsome face looked slightly embarrassed, Song Wanzhou smiled in his heart.

She likes Sister Shu.

Seeing that her brothers and sisters were all skewering meat and no one was playing with her, Yaya dropped the wood carving in her hands, climbed up, hugged Song Yan's calf, and said in a baby voice: "Da Da~"

Song Yan corrected her: "It's Big Brother, not Dada."

Yaya patted his knees with her little hands: "Da Da~"

Song Yan: Forget it. I won’t bother with a little girl like you.

It was at this time that Shu Changyu came to the door.

The yard door was not closed, so Shu Changyu walked in directly.

Song Wanzhou was sitting facing the door. When she looked up, she saw the young man in white slowly approaching. She opened her mouth and shouted, "Shu..."

Just as he said a word, Shu Changyu quickly interrupted him: "Call me Fourth Brother."

Song Wanzhou obediently called, "Fourth Brother."

Shu Changyu's eyes finally showed some warmth when he looked at the little girl.

Song Zhengdu also said, "Fourth Brother Shu."

"Yeah." Shu Changyu stepped into the room and looked at the skewers of meat on the table. He frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Let's have a barbecue later." said Song Yan.

Shu Changyu asked again: "Where is my fish?"

Thinking about his fish as soon as he arrived, Song Yan said, "Your fish is indispensable. It's still being marinated. We'll grill it together later."

As Song Yan was about to stand up, he felt something heavy on his leg. He looked down and saw that it was Yaya who was still holding his calf.

He used his other clean hand to pick up Yaya and put her aside.

He tapped her nose with his finger and said, "Yaya, play by yourself. Brother has something to do."

"Please sit down first." Song Yan greeted Shu Changyu.

He washed his hands and made a pot of hot tea.

When I came back, I saw Yaya hugging Shu Changyu's calf and said softly, "Brother~"