Yingbao twisted his arm with her hand: "Who did you say is ugly?"
But Jiang Wu's arm was as solid as a rock, and she couldn't move it.
"Ouch! Ouch! I am ugly, is that okay now?" Jiang Wu pretended to be in pain and surrendered, falling onto the kanga.
Chunniang said with a laugh: "What's all the fuss about? Go and wash your hands and face quickly. We'll eat in a while."
Thus, Huzi and Jiang Wu went to wash up. Yingbao asked the maids to go to the kitchen and alert the cooks to prepare a few more dishes.
Luckily, there were plenty of cured meats, smoked fish, smoked chicken and sausages at home. The cooks just had to steam them.
Apart from meat, a lot of vegetables were planted by the pond side and were covered with straw mats. Whenever they wanted to eat, they would pluck some leaves and stir-fry them with minced meat and garlic, making a delicious dish.