Mrs. Zhang grabbed a big piece of pig blood with her chopsticks and sent it straight into her mouth. Since Mrs. Zhang had eaten, Mrs. Han naturally wouldn't fall behind; she immediately followed suit, grabbing a large piece of pig blood for her bowl as well.
After tasting and finding it delicious, both Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Han busily served more to their husbands and children. In the end, the two of them, who initially refused to eat, ended up consuming the most.
Nearly half of the pig blood on the table had gone into their stomachs, and after finishing, they even belched satisfyingly and complained that Su Yunjin hadn't cooked enough.
"Third sister-in-law, isn't there still half a basin of pig blood left in the kitchen? Why didn't you cook it all together?"