Lin Wan and her husband stood by the console until a pot of spring rolls was served.
The steaming spring rolls were golden in color, and the fragrance of vegetable oil and wild vegetables mixed together.
After taking a few pictures, she felt that it wasn't enough. Hence, she carried the bamboo basin and got Li Yanchen to help her take a few more pictures. Beijing was a white stove.
After he was done, he immediately picked up a spring roll."It's hot."
Li Yanchen quickly blew on his wife's fingers."Does it hurt? Hurry up and wash yourself under the cold water."
"I'm fine. I'll wrap it in tissue paper and eat it." Lin Wan still didn't give up.
Mother Bao also put down her frying chopsticks."