Zhang Hong looked at Lin Panpan's actions and said:

"Panpan, you sprinkled too much flour, please sprinkle less!

Oh my, I've already eaten half a bowl of flour, and my heart can't take it..."

Lin Panpan laughed heartily and said, "Sister-in-law, you can't stand this? The days of eating meat and fish every day are still to come!"

Zhang Hong curled her lips and said:

"Panpan, you're just kidding, how can our family possibly live that kind of good life?

In fact, it’s rare for me to have meat to eat, so I am content.”

Lin Panpan looked at her and said, "Our family will be fine. Okay, let's go back now! I plan to make some tripe and lung soup."

When the three of them returned home, they saw Old Lady Yu basking in the sun. Seeing her come back, Old Lady Yu said, "Pan Pan, I'll teach you how to cook..."

Lin Panpan nodded and said, "Grandma Yu, I've already prepared all the pig offal."

Old Madam Yu sniffed it and said, "This is well-treated, not dirty at all. Let's wash it again with well water..."

"Okay..." In fact, Lin Panpan had already learned it from Old Lady Yu in her previous life, but she wanted to learn it again in this life.

The pig lung soup, with milky white soup boiling in the pot, the pig lungs are cut into even small pieces, and the pig tripe is cut into strips and stewed together in the soup.

As time goes by, the fragrance gradually spreads.

There are little drops of oil floating on the surface of the soup, and the garnish of chopped green onions and coriander adds a touch of bright color.

Serve a bowl of steaming hot food, which is fresh, fragrant and mellow. The tenderness of the pig lung and the chewiness of the pig stomach complement each other, leaving you with an endless aftertaste.

The pig-killing dish is a huge pot full of blood sausage, which lies horizontally in the pot. Its dark red appearance emits an attractive luster.

The pork is cut into large pieces, alternating between fat and lean meat. After being stewed, the fat seeps out, making the whole dish more fragrant.

The cabbage and potatoes were cooked until soft in the pot, absorbing the flavors of the pork and blood sausage.

The soup stewed with pork bones also has a unique flavor. The pork bones are boiled in the pot to produce a rich aroma, and the umami flavor of mushrooms is integrated into it. The soup is rich and the aroma of bones and meat is overflowing.

The grandfather ate happily: "You said this was cooked by Panpan? Why don't I believe it? Our Panpan has made it!"

The grandmother took out two sets of clothes and said:

"The dress is finally done, let Panpan try it on later.

I made her a skirt and a set of clothes, they will definitely look good on Panpan."

Lin Panpan's grandmother took the clothes and said, "Oh! Your craftsmanship is really amazing."

Lin Miaomiao drank a mouthful of bone soup and said, "Grandma, you are my real grandma, why don't you think of making clothes for me? You have to make them for Lin Panpan!"

The grandmother was unhappy and looked at her coldly, saying, "Why are you so careless? Are you short of clothes? Didn't I just make you two sets last year?"

"You know it's from last year! Why can't you make it for me this year? I want that skirt too." Lin Miaomiao looked at the skirt, her eyes full of desire.

She was captivated by the dress as soon as it was made.

The round neck design is simple and elegant, perfectly showing the elegant neck line of women.

The mid-length sleeves are both dignified and casual. They reach below the knees and sway gently in the breeze, showing a clean and neat look.

The key is that this color is her favorite light blue. If she wears it, I wonder how envious her classmates will be!

The fabric came from her father's factory. She had always thought that the skirt was for her, but she didn't know that her grandmother gave it directly to Lin Panpan today.

She simply couldn't stand it. If she could wear this skirt to school, she would definitely become the focus of the crowd. Why should she give it to Lin Panpan?

The grandmother frowned and said, "What's wrong with you, kid? Look at how your mother spoils you. She always gives you good things."

"What's wrong with my mom? Who are you to say that to my mom?

Besides, this cloth was given to you by my father. Why would you give it to someone else?" Lin Miaomiao's eyes turned red with anger.

Lin Miaomiao's mother, He Yu, came over and said, "Oh! Miaomiao, what happened?"

Lin Miaomiao's eyes instantly turned red and tears flowed out: "Mom, this dress was given away by my grandma. I thought she made it for me."

He Yu frowned and said, "Mom, isn't this skirt made for Miaomiao?"

The grandmother looked at her and said:

"Is there anything written on this skirt? Are the three words 'Lin Miaomiao' written on it?

I can give the dress I made to anyone who wants..."

He Yu snorted coldly and said:

“Yes, you have the right to dispose of the skirt you made and give it to whoever you want, but the cloth belongs to our family.

Miaomiao just wants to wear a new dress. As her grandmother, what's wrong with you making one for her?

"Why would a woman who was driven back wear a beautiful dress? Does she deserve it?"

Her voice was so sharp that everyone stopped eating and stared at her.

The great grandfather looked at her coldly and said:

“Oh…you mean we didn’t kick you out, right?

We paid for these clothes with cloth coupons, spending five cloth coupons. How do you mean we took your clothes?

Besides, as children, you shouldn't be filial to us, so we, the old ones, have to be filial to you, right?"

He Yu's face was filled with embarrassment. She had never expected that the old man who usually kept silent could say anything now.

Lin Miaomiao shouted loudly:

"Who are you scolding? If you die, won't all these things belong to us?

When you get old, won’t you still have to rely on my parents for your retirement?

Are there any of you like this? You are very nice to other people's granddaughters, but you treat your own granddaughter with all your heart.

With people like you, when you get old, I will ask my parents not to support you."

The grandfather slapped Lin Miaomiao on the face and said:

"Who are you to teach me? Who do you think you are?

You're pointing fingers at me, I'm not even dead yet! You're already coveting our things, how can you be a granddaughter like that?"

Lin Miaomiao cried out "Wow!", and her brother Lin Weilong jumped out and said, "You old fool, how dare you hit my sister? I'm giving you face, right? Do you believe I will beat you to death?"

Just as he was about to hit someone, Lin Weiguo rushed over, knocked him over, punched him in the face and said, "You still want to fight your grandfather? Believe it or not, I will beat you to death."

Lin Panpan was busy cooking in the kitchen, and she planned to stir-fry some vegetables.

Just as the food was halfway through, Zhang Hong rushed in and said, "Panpan, your brother and Lin Weilong are fighting."

Lin Panpan still slowly finished cooking the vegetables, put the green vegetables on a plate, then washed her hands and walked out.

Lin Weilong was beaten black and blue. He looked at Lin Weiguo and shrank his neck. He Yu roared loudly:

"You all bully us, right? You think we have no one, right?

You hit my son, I won't let you off so easily, you all... just wait for me."

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