Jing Shu's family strictly followed the rules from above, keeping the RV door firmly locked during meals. Thankfully, due to Jing Shu's installation of a ventilation system in anticipation of the super foul egg gas in the seventh year, they were able to keep the unpleasant odors outside. Otherwise, they couldn't have borne to eat with that smell lingering.
For lunch, Grandma Jing had made potato cakes in the morning. These were then placed in the oven with sausage, ham, chili, and chunks of mushroom, all covered with a thick layer of cheese. Scooping a spoonful of the cheesy mashed potato cake and chewing, Jing Shu felt as if the cheese was dancing in her mouth—it was so fragrant and wonderfully greasy.
Jing Shu suddenly craved a cheese and seafood hot pot. Looks like I'll need to make more cheese, she thought. But our cow needs to be milked daily, and that difficult task can only be entrusted to Wu You'ai.
