"Really?" Grandma Lu's eyes lit up when she heard that there was braised pork knuckle.
Grandma Lu looked a little anxious and could not help but want to go over and take a look. When she saw the plate of braised pork knuckle, Grandma Lu's eyes turned slightly red. She was really touched.
That day, when Meng Chuyuan asked her what she wanted to eat, she subconsciously said braised pork knuckle. Originally, Grandma Lu did not take this matter to heart. She did not expect Meng Chuyuan to really make braised pork knuckle for her.
This dish had a special meaning to Grandma Lu. Since she was young, she had followed Grandpa Lu around. At that time, their living conditions were not that good and they were relatively poor. He had saved up for a long time to buy a pork shoulder and make braised pork shoulder for her.
Ever since her husband passed away, she could no longer find the familiar taste. Hence, Grandma Lu had not eaten this dish for more than twenty years.