"Is it really that good? Can I try some?"
Jiao Yang also smiled and reached out with his chopsticks, and the four of them started eating around the coffee table.
While eating, Luo Jun and Jiao Yang kept asking, "What is this? What is that?" Both grew up abroad and didn't know much about Beijing snacks. Even Luo Xiaoqian had never tasted or seen many of them.
The Leng Family Brothers carefully introduced them, as these familiar childhood delicacies also brought back some memories from their youth.
"This pea cake is made from peas, and that's called 'rolling donkey'; it has red bean paste in soybean flour..."
They ate and chatted, and before they realized it, night had fallen.
Leng Zimo glanced at his watch and said, "It's getting late. Zirui, can you take Xiaoqian and Momo back to the farm?"
Luo Xiaoqian, who was helping the little one wipe his face, looked up, "Zirui, you take Momo back. I'll stay with you tonight."
