The rice noodles were garnished with cilantro, scallions, and chili.
Thin slices of braised pork and chunks of braised pig trotters were piled on top, with the white rice noodles floating in brown broth.
As the chopsticks stirred the noodles, an indescribable tangy, spicy aroma mixed with the rich fragrance of meat wafted up. It wasn't just the two children who were tempted; even Aiguli couldn't help but swallow!
It really smelled so good!
She couldn't resist at all, even though she was already full, she looked over longingly:
"Um, um... I-I think I can eat a little more..."
"Mom, I want some too!"
"I can eat a bit more too!"
Both children began to crave it together.
Wu Lan quickly handed over a bowl: "Eat, eat everyone! I figured there were lots of snacks here, so I didn't serve you much, just a small bowl for you three to taste. This is your grandfather's handiwork."